When Zhang Tie woke for the second time, much of his energy had returned. Though his body still felt weak, at least he no longer had the sensation of someone pressing his head into cotton. His limbs could move again, and sensation had returned throughout his body.
And this time, Zhang Tie found that he was no longer soaking in a pool. Instead, he was dressed in a soft long robe and lying on a broad, comfortable bed.
The instant Zhang Tie opened his eyes, he saw vermilion windows, a jade ceiling, palace lamps, and golden hooks in the room. His nose caught a faint, refreshing fragrance that seemed to clear his mind.
Bright sunlight streamed in through the windows, while from outside, Zhang Tie heard the cheerful chirping of birds.
To see warm sunlight, hear the joyful songs of birds, smell that fresh fragrance, and still feel his own body—after experiencing the feeling of death, all of it was so precious and beautiful to Zhang Tie that he could not help drawing a deep breath.
It was truly wonderful to be alive!
"Ah, Husband, you're awake..."
Yan Feiqing had been sitting beside Zhang Tie's bed with her eyes closed, watching over him. The moment Zhang Tie opened his eyes, she immediately knew.
Yan Feiqing wore a flowing rainbow-colored gown, her hair arranged in a noble and elegant soaring-cloud coiffure. A light touch of makeup graced her face, making her both dignified and poised, yet breathtakingly beautiful.
Zhang Tie struggled to sit up. Yan Feiqing quickly knelt halfway beside the bed to support him, bringing over a pillow to prop against his waist so he could lean against the headboard. She then sat beside him, wrapped an arm around him, and let his upper body rest against her.
"Husband, is