C21 (2/2)
Zhong Miao Yi didn't know what it was made of, but at the beginning, there were many girls in Qingge who liked this kind of fragrance. The fragrance was light, the smoke was like clouds, and the smell was very sweet, as if they had eaten a piece of candy.
But women are always new and repulsive, and after the initial freshness they are drawn to more and better and more expensive spices.
Only the Zhong Miao Yi would always light this type of spice, and Sister Liu had even teased her about it, ”Tell me, what good thing do you have that you can't use it? ”Love this though. Don't you find it annoying to just smell it all day long?”
Zhong Miao Yi only smiled and shook her head, not saying a word.
If there was a chance to meet Sister Liu, perhaps Zhong Miao Yi would tell her that Xi Yun Xiang was so sweet. It was probably because her life was too bitter, so she didn't sweeten her life.
However, in the end, these words could only be spoken within his dreams to an old friend.
The Zhong Miao Yi didn't know how she managed to fall asleep. She had a strange dream in which she saw Tang Yao standing under a pavilion with a mysterious background.
Tang Yao waved at Nie Yan with a gentle wave of his hand. A bright and beautiful smile broke out on his face as he softly called out her name, ”Miaoyi.”
Wonderful.
She slowly walked towards him. However, no matter how she walked, it was as if she had always been walking on the spot, and was simply unable to approach him.
Anxious, she picked up her skirt and started to run. However, the further she ran, the further away she was from Tang Yao. His voice seemed to echo out from the horizon, ”Miaoyi.” ”Wonderful.”
”Me!”
She was suddenly grabbed by a hand and pulled back. In that moment of panic, she saw Su Zeyi's face.
Su Zeyi looked at her sarcastically: ”Zhong Miao Yi, you owe me!”
She was so frantic that she wanted to shake him off. However, when she turned around, Tang Yao was already nowhere to be found.
”You owe me!” Su Zeyi suddenly grabbed her shoulders and shook her hard, ”Zhong Miao Yi, you haven't figured it out yet!”
”No!”
”I don't owe you anything! I don't owe you anything! ”
She screamed and snapped open her eyes, beads of sweat rolling down her forehead.
Little by little, she pulled away from the dream, gradually coming back to her senses.
That was a dream.
”Miaoyi!”
Her gaze converged onto the face of the person sitting beside her bed. He was looking at her with a face full of worry, and Xiao Yao, who had the same expression of worry, was standing behind him.
”Don.” Yao?
Seeing that she was able to recognize him, Tang Yao let out a sigh of relief. He picked up the wet handkerchief beside his hand and wiped her sweat. ”You've had a nightmare. You've been blabbering nonsense all along.”
Zhong Miao Yi looked out of the window in a daze. The sky outside was already completely dark.
”Tomorrow, we'll return to Luan City. There's news from the palace that the emperor has some important matters to attend to waiting for him. I can't stay for long, but I still need to go make some arrangements. Have a good rest.” After he finished his sentence, he shook her hand.