An evening breeze arose, lightly whisking through the woods.
Like fluttering snowflakes, sprinkling peach blossom petals scattered onto that suit of red clothing.
The surface of the crystalline lake sparkled in the sunlight as schools of fish swam within it, the creek flowing into it meandering under the refreshing breeze.
At this time, a small, fragmented peach blossom petal fell gently onto her naturally rosy lips.
Her crescent brows stirred, and she lifted her eyelids. A pair of eyes, pitch-black like a deep pool of water, opened slightly.
"Master, you've already laid here for two days and two nights!" A little treant ran over while skipping and swaying its tree limbs. "If you keep lying there, your whole body will be overgrown with small mushrooms."
"Qiuqiu. How long have I slept."
"Two days and two nights." The little treant hopped a few times beside her. "Master, you should get up."
