Miao He hurriedly helped her up. "First Martial Uncle said nothing would happen before noon. You stayed in the underworld too long; you need more sun."
Pan Yun took the water and drained it in one gulp. All the memories sealed away by the protection mechanism returned. She touched her chest and knew she had done something foolish, but...
Her eyes gleamed as she silently recited, "Whatever happens benefits me!"
Though both her soul and body had been injured, this trip to the Yellow Springs had given her a faint insight.
It was as if she had touched the edge of something.
Zhang Zijin appeared soundlessly and stood in the shadows by the wall, watching her. No one knew how long he had been there.
Just as Wang Fei Yin was about to walk toward his Junior Sister, he abruptly changed direction and went to Zhang Zijin's side instead. With a smile that did not reach his eyes, he said, "Senior Zhang seems quite concerned about my Junior Sister. Is the imperial palace so leisurely?"
After glancing at him, Zhang Zijin said, "Live in the palace for a year, and you'll understand."
Though Wang Fei Yin liked holing up in one place, he did not like the imperial palace, so he smilingly declined.
What a joke. Though both places meant staying put and not leaving lightly, on Mount Sanqing, he was king. Above and below heaven, within and beyond the mountain, he could roam wherever he pleased.
But in the imperial palace, there was the Emperor above, the hundred officials below, and the Three Bonds and Five Constants hanging over him besides. Every step required half a day of thought. He was not someone who enjoyed suffering, so why seek hardship for himself?
Thinking this, Wang Fei Yin's gaze at