Lu Xueqi and Bi Yao (3)

She closed her eyes, drew a deep breath of the tower's cool, crisp air, then slowly exhaled. When she opened them again, her gaze was as still as an ancient well. She found a clean corner of the corridor. Rather than meditate, she simply leaned quietly against the cold stone wall, Tianya in her arms, and closed her eyes to regulate her breathing. A chilly halo enveloped her, making her seem like an emotionless statue carved from watery jade.

When Bi Yao awoke again, she felt much better. The warm current within her body was still circulating slowly, but it no longer made her drowsy as it had at first. Instead, it brought a fulfilling sense of her strength gradually returning. The dull pain in her chest had also eased considerably.

She opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was still Su Han's profile. At some point, he had adjusted his posture. He was still holding her hand, but his body leaned slightly against the edge of the jade bed. His eyes were closed, as if he had fallen asleep. Yet even in sleep, his brows were faintly furrowed, and his grip on her hand remained firm and strong.

Bi Yao quietly watched his tired sleeping face, a bittersweet warmth rising in her heart. She thought that these past days, he must have been terrified.

She did not move, afraid of waking him. Her gaze slowly wandered as she surveyed the great hall. Ancient, spacious, and imbued with the solemn grandeur of a righteous sect's great power. So this was the interior of Qingyun Sect's Town Yue Tower. She had only ever heard her father and Aunt You mention it before. They said it was an important place where Qingyun Sect suppressed the earth veins and guarded the