1278 There Are No Rivers To One Who Has Crossed The Ocean (2/2)

They finally had an alchemist of their own, and one that was so adept as well! They would not need to worry about any injuries and diseases anymore!

Luo Zhanyu decided at the moment to assign Gu Xijiu the task of healing ailments and refining pills and nothing else; the duty of picking herbs and whatnot would be delegated to others— she would only need to refine two furnaces of pills each day.

Naturally, everyone else did not object and showed extreme support for this decision. Some have even noted that Gu Xijiu's house was a bit too decrepit, suggesting that she needed one that was newer and bigger for her convenience to refine pills.

They thereby took it upon themselves to construct another abode for her. Though it was not too exquisite, it was much more comfortable and spacious than the previous one.

Gu Xijiu felt quite surreal when she lay on the bed in her big new house. She took a look at her hand. There was nothing on her fingers; the ring that she had worn for several months had already vanished into nothingness. Every time she looked at the emptiness of her fingers she was reminded of a certain void in her heart.

Maybe this was her settling down? He would look for her for some time, right? She had initially worried about how to avoid him when she escaped, but there was no need to be concerned about that anymore.

Maybe it was a divine arrangement that she was trapped here, not to let her have the room for any remorse and any chance to be entangled with him again.

It has already been five days since then. Di Fuyi might have already given up searching. Maybe this was for the best! She closed her eyes. After waiting for the familiar soreness in her heart to abate, she began counting sheep to sleep.

For the past few days she had difficulty sleeping and could only rest by counting sheep, but tonight she found it easy to drift off into slumber. She then dreamed of him that night.

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