In her vague consciousness, she still had the last bit of spirituality. She opened her mouth and shouted for help: "Help, help... Fangfei, please help me..."
In the confusion, a white figure was approaching. She was swaying, and her gauze skirt formed a beautiful arc in the spring breeze, just like a lotus blooming in the wind.
"Fangfei...Fangfei, save me..." He was very happy, and his lips quickly turned into a purple-black color. He weakly raised his hand and dropped it midway: "Help me, save me..."
"No, we can't save men here. If the high priest finds out, you will be dead."
"I am a prince, Prince Andre..."
"Luojia said that no men are allowed to appear here, not even princes..."
"Fangfei, you don't want to save me, you..."
Fangfei frowned, turned around and left.
When Andre saw that she really turned around and left, his lips trembled and he couldn't make a sound. He kept scratching her. Stars appeared in front of his eyes and he soon fainted.
When I woke up again, it was dusk.
The golden sunlight shines on the long black waterfall-like hair, shining like a piece of brilliant brocade. When Andre opened his eyes, what he saw was this scene, like a quiet painting,
Only a beautiful back figure can be seen. But from the side, you can see a big book spread out in front of her. The girl stretched out a plain hand and put it on the table, reading it attentively.
"Fangfei, is that you?"
He sat up and waved his hands. The numbness and pain in his limbs were gone. He was ecstatic: "Fangfei, you saved me?"
She smiled slightly.
"What are you reading?"
She put her fingers to her lips and said softly: "I'm looking for the 33rd way to cure snake venom."
Andre was in disbelief: "There are so many?"
"The book says there are 399 species in total, but I only know 32 species."
"Are you a wizard?"
"No. I just learned it from reading books."
Andre felt a little weird. He stretched out his hand and grabbed some grass. His clothes had become wrinkled and his hair was messy. It turned out that he was not sleeping on a bed, but on the ground, a piece of grass.
The gorgeous golden clothes had been soaked with the juice of the green grass. He looked at Fang Fei and saw the strange contrast. He was so embarrassed, but she was so clean, as if she would never be contaminated by any dust.