The golden hairpin slipped from her hand, and as the sharp hairpin fell to the ground, it plunged silently into the soil, burying a small portion of itself as if piercing soft tofu.
Her body seemed to be floating face-up in midair when suddenly the view changed. Tian Rujing instantly vanished from sight, replaced by a vast expanse of sky. The captivating blue, crystallized in her gaze, shocked her with its splendor in an instant.
It took a while after her body fell amidst the flowers and trees before Chu Yu, lying on the lush foliage, realized what had happened. The dense and soft branches and leaves beneath her had protected her from any harm.
In the azure sky above, a cluster of pure white clouds formed the shape of an eye, as if the eye of the sky was gazing down at Chu Yu.
