On that day, Tingyu, who had lived in Purple Earth since she was young, rarely knew the hardships of the human world, had a dream.
In the dream, Chen Feiyuan was fiercely making things difficult for Xu Qing. She was very angry.
It was early in the morning when Tingyu woke up from her dream. Her mood was a little different from the past. When she arrived at Grandmaster Bai's tent, she sat there and recited the pharmacopoeia, feeling a little distracted. From time to time, she would raise her head and look outside the tent.
Until she saw… Chen Feiyuan.
Tingyu's eyelids fluttered as she recalled the dream from yesterday.
Chen Feiyuan yawned and rubbed his eyes as he lifted the tent flap. Just as he was about to sit down beside Tingyu, the futon was moved away by her.
Chen Feiyuan was stunned and looked at Tingyu.
"What are you doing?"
"Sit there." Tingyu couldn't be bothered with Chen Feiyuan and pointed to where Xu Qing usually sat.
