Chu Yao heard her and carefully took Shen Tang's pulse.
Her pulse was strong and steady, her qi and blood surging with vigor. She was clearly in robust health, the sort who could kill several oxen with her bare hands, and there was nothing abnormal about her. Still uneasy, he checked her other wrist. The pulse was the same, and he finally let go of his suspicions and worry.
He reassured Wind under the Woods, "Wu Lang is perfectly fine. Perhaps you were so exhausted that you started hallucinating. Get some sleep and rest up."
Wind under the Woods lowered the hand she'd been using to rub her forehead.
For a moment, bewilderment and doubt flickered across her face.
Maybe she really was so tired that she'd hallucinated?
Not wanting to cause trouble for anyone, Wind under the Woods swallowed her doubts and nodded obediently, letting the matter drop. Seeing this, Chu Yao lowered the carriage curtain, resumed his previous position, and closed his eyes to rest. Wind under the Woods wrapped her arms around her knees and rested her chin on them.
Whether she was truly tired or for some other reason, she soon felt drowsy after closing her eyes. She slept without dreaming until the sun was high in the sky.
Shen Tang had also enjoyed a peaceful night's sleep.
But while Shen Tang slept sweetly and had no desire to wake even after sleeping the day away, the moment she opened her eyes, her entire body felt as if she'd been put through torture. There wasn't a single spot that didn't hurt. Her brows furrowed slightly, her lashes trembled, and she opened her eyes very slowly.
At first, her eyes stared into empty space, unfocused. But as her consciousness returned, her gaze sharpened, and sensation rushed back