I closed my eyes slightly with satisfaction, watching the scenery become blurry and disappear into my dream.
When I opened my eyes again, I was sleeping on the bed. There was no warmth in Chun Yuxiao's arms, and there was no interference from his black hair. Now I am only alone.
Maybe everything yesterday was just a dream.
I quickly put on my embroidered shoes, ran to the door, and bolted the door open. There was no pretty figure of Wu'er there.
I know that yesterday was not a dream, a lot of things really happened. I stood blankly under the morning sun, and for a moment, I had nothing to rely on, and I didn't know what to do.
Tomorrow is twenty-five, so what should I do today?
I walked back indoors out of boredom and started exercising to heal my injuries. It turned out that the time had not come yet and my internal injuries had not fully recovered.
It will take at least three or four days before I am fully recovered and can use my Qing Gong without any scruples.
The time of taking this concubine was so well controlled that it happened to be three days before I recovered.
Even if I fight hard now, I still can't get out of the Yuren League. There are so many masters here. Even if I'm not injured, my Qinggong is very good. If Na Yang Yumo doesn't let go, I still can't get out of here.
It is useless to think too much. Now I only need to be responsible for taking good care of myself.
Climbing back, I quickly fell asleep again.
Throughout the day, no one disturbed my tranquility. In the past, Wuer would always run up to me and chat with me. Now that she is injured, no one will nag me.
After thinking about it, I decided to go to Wu'er's place to see if her injury was better.
When I walked there, I didn't see her figure. She was seriously injured, where would she go? Maybe, she was sent by Yang Yumo to serve in Yumoxuan.
After waiting for a while, Wu'er was still nowhere to be seen. Seeing that the night was getting darker, I ran to the servants' dining hall, ate something casually, and then went to the bungalow where I lived.
When I saw the figure standing in front of the door, I rushed over and said, "Wu'er, why are you here? I went to look for you just now, but I didn't see you. So you are here."
Wuer smiled at me, looking slightly weak and pitiful.
I stepped forward to help her into the house and scolded her: "Since you are injured, you just lie on the couch to rest. Why do you have to torment yourself like this? If you have anything to say, wait until you feel better. Isn't it different?"