Many readers said they wanted to see Chen Yu fight.
The Year of the Snake had already arrived.
On the first day of the Lunar New Year, I hope everyone enjoys reading.
Chen Lin Village was a quiet, old-fashioned village. Most of its buildings were made from bluestone and timber, carrying a faint rustic air.
In one corner of the village stood a residence named Azure Jade Hall. Compared with the other houses, it appeared more elegant, with green tiles and white walls glowing softly beneath the sunlight.
Entering Azure Jade Hall and passing through the winding corridors brought one to Chen Yu's bedroom.
The bedroom was simply arranged, yet still warm. Several ink paintings hung on the walls, their distant mountains and waters giving one a broad, refreshed feeling.
Beside the bed stood a wooden desk, on which were placed some books and the four treasures of the study, revealing the owner's refined everyday tastes.
At the window lattice, gauze curtains swayed gently in the breeze, and sunlight passed through the gauze window, spilling over the bed.
Chen Yu lay quietly on the bed, his face pale. He had already been asleep for seven or eight days, his body as if bound by an invisible force, unable to wake.
Sunlight shone on his face, yet could not dispel that faint haze. His breathing was steady but weak, like a candle flame flickering in the wind, liable to go out at any moment.
Ye Xiuxin had just risen from beside Chen Yu's bed. She held an empty medicine bowl in her hand, her eyes filled with worry.
She sighed softly, then turned and walked out of the bedroom.
Outside the door, several people had already been waiting anxiously. They hurriedly went forward to meet her.
Ye Xiuxin shook her