A pleasant little rest, lazy and languid.
A silk quilt lay over the green bamboo recliner. She lounged on her back as specks of sunlight scattered across her fair, pretty face. Listening to the wind rustle through the bamboo grove, empty and lingering, brought peace to the Dragon Heart.
Her eyelashes trembled as she squinted at the scenery.
With her eyes narrowed, everything before her was slightly blurred, while the light shining through the bamboo leaves overhead seemed dazzlingly bright.
Her dragon tail rested casually to one side. The temple's Back Mountain was a fine place for quiet cultivation, perfect for staring blankly into space. Bai Yujun had often come here to while away the past few days.
In a daze, she stretched out a hand and blindly grabbed at the low table beside her.
She seized the teapot and bit down on its spout.
She poured it fiercely into her mouth. The tea had sat for a while and was slightly cool. They said tea was better drunk hot, and that cooled tea might make one uncomfortable, but Bai Yujun felt no difference. With one slurp, she drained it all.
She took a bite of a rustic pastry and flipped through a collection of miscellaneous tales.
Half an incense stick later...
"What kind of nonsense is this?"
She tossed aside the poorly printed, tattered book. It was one of those bizarre stories that left demon beasts staring blankly, wondering who they were and where they were. The contents were too weak to even criticize—for instance, a certain Dragon Girl who went to the human world to admire lanterns, only to be tricked out of her Dragon Pearl by villains. Unable to break the spell after losing her powers, she turned into a golden carp, was caught and sold, and