It was a white corner of clothing, hidden in the flowers. She was a little surprised. She didn't feel anyone here just now! Moreover, even if she saw a corner of clothing appearing here, she didn't feel any breath floating.
So, this person is just an ordinary person who has not practiced cultivation
She walked forward slowly and saw that it was a woman, but she seemed to have fainted there. What surprised her most was the woman's face.
"Is it her?" She was a little surprised. Wasn't this the woman she had saved on the road before? How could she be here
However, upon closer inspection, I felt like something was not quite right.
"Girl? Girl?" She called out twice, walked forward to help the person in, and casually checked her pulse. This check made her slightly stunned. She lowered her head slightly and looked at the woman she helped up.
"Turns out they are not the same person! No wonder they feel so strange and different. So, are they twins?" She murmured softly, her eyes falling on the woman's face.
A woman with an outstanding appearance, not the type of gorgeous or absolutely beautiful, but rather the type of delicate and pretty. Although their faces are exactly the same, their temperaments are very different.
Even though this woman was asleep, she exuded an aura of tranquility and peace from head to toe. Her aura was extremely quiet, and that was why she didn't notice that there was someone else here when she came in just now.
Glancing at the spiritual flower in front of the woman, she helped her out of the garden and came to the pavilion outside. She saw paper and charcoal pencils on the table, with an unfinished painting on it.
He took out a small bottle for one person from the space, unscrewed the lid and put it close to the woman's nostrils. After a while, the woman woke up slowly.
Fengjiu put away the bottle, picked up the charcoal pen and wrote on another piece of white paper: "Awake? You fainted just now because you smelled the fragrance of the purple datura flower too much. You can't smell the purple datura flower for too long. Be careful next time."
The woman blinked and stared at Fengjiu, who was dressed in red, with curiosity and surprise on her face. She looked at Fengjiu, then at the paper that Fengjiu had moved over. After seeing the words on it, the woman smiled sweetly, nodded at Fengjiu, took the paper and pen, and wrote two sentences on it.
"Thank you, you are so beautiful."
Seeing the words above, Feng Jiu laughed and wrote on the paper: "A few days ago, I saw a girl who looked exactly like you. Are you twins?"
The woman's face lit up with a smile and she wrote on the paper: "She is my sister."
So, Fengjiu followed the woman and chatted with her using pen and paper in the pavilion next to the small garden. Because, from the pulse diagnosis, she learned that the woman could not speak or hear any sound...
Until it got dark, the people in the City Lord's Mansion almost turned the entire City Lord's Mansion upside down, but still couldn't find Fengjiu. They thought that the young man in red had left, so they hurriedly reported to the City Lord.
After a day of running around outside, City Lord Duan returned home. When he heard that the young man in red was missing, he was startled for a moment, frowned slightly, and asked, "Did he ride away with his horse? Did anyone see him go out?"
"No, the horse is still in the stable at the back. I asked the gatekeeper, and no one saw him go out of the gate. We couldn't find him in the mansion either." The housekeeper said anxiously, his face full of worry. He didn't expect that such a big man would disappear just like that.