"Cloud-like hair, flower-like face, golden hairpins swaying; beneath warm hibiscus curtains, they spent the spring night."
Inside the carriage.
Zhou Zhi was listening to Twenty-Three recite poetry while swaying her head back and forth.
"Leaving that white-haired Human Dragon behind must have been very depressing for you, Zhou Zhi, right?"
Twenty-Three abruptly stopped reciting and asked with concern.
Zhou Zhi had been thinking about a question.
Was it possible that the true personality of Twenty-Three, the once all-powerful president of the Patient Association, had always been like this? Perhaps she had secretly kept a joke book and read it over and over every day, searching for techniques to tell jokes.
"Not that depressing."
Zhou Zhi answered honestly.
He had to admit that Twenty-Three seriously telling dirty jokes was indeed a little funny.
Spring arrived.
The undercurrents among the Six Nations had already turned into open conflict.
Various Pestilences struck in succession, causing Di Qiuyan to abandon her plan of heading east with Zhou Zhi to participate in the Palace's [Highest Plague Duel].
Chenghuan Commandery lay at the border with Vacuum and a vast number of regions outside the Six Nations. A powerful Human Dragon like Di Qiuyan was truly needed to hold down that place. They could not possibly rely on the old Human Dragon from Chenghuan Commandery's epidemic prevention department, who was practically on the verge of death. According to what Xiao Qiu had said in bed, she had originally intended to find him and give him a little warning first.
In the end, that old Chenghuan Human Dragon could barely even get up, so she let it go.
Ultimately, Zhou Zhi alone headed east.
A carriage pulled by the plague beast [Evil Eye Horse] traveled through Chengyun territory.
Zhou Zhi took in Chengyun's magnificent scenery.
"Following the Far