"This matter cannot be considered to be over just like that."
Of course, the matter wouldn't just end like that.
No sooner had He Qing's voice faded, a wispy breeze seemingly from nowhere swept through the tea room dappled with mottled sunlight, carrying a faint pink hue. It drifted leisurely like the delicate hands of a beauty, fluttering softly past everyone's noses with an indescribable fragrance, unsettling hearts and muddling thoughts.
Bit by bit, strands of the pink mist began to seep into the room, targeting Lu Mingxia and Peng Yuan who were sitting together, first and foremost.
However, as soon as the pink mist came close, a sudden heat flared over their chests. Then, a glow as faint and tender as fireflies emerged before everyone's eyes. A barrier, transparent like a wall, formed around Lu Mingxia and Peng Yuan, enclosing them securely within, impenetrable to all evil.
This was the Marriage Reconciliation Talisman that He Qing had put her efforts into creating.
