Visitors from Flying Frost Pavilion
編集者: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Why could she never see his face clearly even though the dream was so vivid? Her heart panged every time she recalled how the man protected her in his embrace, shielding her from all danger. It was like she was about to suffocate and collapse at any moment.
Azurite emerged from the Pill Scroll Realm and was immediately taken aback by how pale Feng Tianlan was. She asked with great worry, "Master, are you feeling alright?"
The presence of another person cleared the fog from Feng Tianlan's mind. She massaged her temples and said, "I'm fine. What's the time now?"
"5:45 PM."
Feng Tianlan hummed in acknowledgment and got off the bed. She splashed her face with cold water, which chilled her to the bone. The water flowed into her heart like a clear stream, chasing away whatever weariness remained. She perked up, and she no longer thought of the man in her dream.