While I was talking, Yang Yumo had drifted to the other side of the pool. In desperation, I got lucky and stood on tiptoes, and in an instant I was also on the other side of the pool.
The moment I was about to leave, I couldn't help but look to the other side.
The veil is flying, the fragrant mist is faint, and a Ying'er sleeps peacefully there. I think those incense have a soothing or hypnotic effect. In this way, Ying'er sleeps all the time, without feeling the boundless loneliness and loneliness.
Otherwise Yang Yumo would not have let her sleep there alone, otherwise he would not have stayed by Ying'er's side and talked to her often.
At this moment, I know how to admire Yumo.
I thought I was smart. When I walked out of the palace of the Mulin Dynasty, I didn't even think of hypnotizing Xiaomi. In this way, his life would not be so difficult.
Thinking of this, I quickly walked towards the bungalow where I lived, leaving Yang Yumo behind.
"Compensate, where are you going? How dare you not take my words seriously." Yang Yumo shouted loudly behind me.
I paused, and then I remembered that there was another Yang Yumo who was eyeing me. I turned around and shouted to him: "Alliance leader, I have something urgent to deal with. I will be back soon to listen to the alliance leader's dispatch, really soon!"
After that, I used Qinggong and returned to my residence.
I quickly wrote down what I needed to pay attention to, how to relieve Xiaomi's loneliness and helplessness, and how to take care of Xiaomi's daily life. Then I found the carrier pigeon and sent it out.
The homing pigeon flew farther and farther, and soon it disappeared into the slightly white sky.
"What did you write to your master? Did you tell him the fact that you had failed?" Yang Yumo stood beside me quietly, following my gaze and asked.
"Yes, I just told him that my action failed." I murmured, looking at the direction the pigeon left, feeling disappointed.
If possible, I would also like to grow wings, fly to Xiaomi's side, and handle all this for him personally. Unfortunately, I can't do anything.
I can only stand in another country across a distance of time and space, silently missing my little crush.
"Who are you thinking about? Your deceased nominal husband, your master, or that little fat man?" Yang Yumo asked unwillingly.
When he is not in front of Ying'er, it is normal for him to look up to Yumo. It is so normal that there is no clue that he has a lover. That lover is still bedridden and will most likely not wake up for the rest of his life.