The woman's body was leaning against the bridge, standing quietly, seemingly listening to the beautiful sound of water, but this was not the case.
The familiar scent was getting closer and closer. Mu Ziyi's back was always stiff and her heart tightened. At this moment, she was eager to escape.
Not caring about anything else, the woman turned around and ran away.
Due to the panic in her heart and her blindness, her footsteps were very messy and she even ran randomly.
Mu Ziyi felt panicked for no reason. She didn't know where the front was, and she couldn't tell the direction of the wind, so she just kept running.
She stumbled along the way, bumping into stones and flowers, but she did not stop. Her thin figure looked even more distressing.
Almost from the moment she ran away, perhaps because of the nervousness in her heart, she had been holding her hands tightly and her whole body was in a stiff state, not daring to relax.
This palace imprisoned her for many days.
She is clear about the terrain here.
But she ran and stumbled along the way. She couldn't remember which direction she was running, and she didn't know what was at the end ahead.
A voice kept ringing in her heart, escape, she wanted to escape from this place...
The breeze blew by, mixed with the breath of nature, but it could not calm the panic in the woman's heart.
Mu Ziyi kept running forward. Because her eyes could not see, she did not notice the danger ahead.
All she wanted to do was leave this place, so she moved a little faster, stepped on the ground with her feet, and fell towards the lake below with inertia.
A whirlwind passed by, a pair of strong arms picked her up by the waist, and the familiar breath came to her again.
The woman's heart suddenly tightened, and her pupils, which were as calm as dead water, were completely broken at this moment. Her pupils were filled with panic, and her heart could no longer calm down.
His footsteps landed firmly on the ground, and Mu Ziyi pushed him away, trying to run away.
As if he had expected such a move from the woman, the man in black robe retracted his arms and hugged her tighter.
Mu Ziyi's heart was very flustered, and she lowered her head: "Thank you..."
The woman lowered her head, her eyelashes as long as butterfly wings covering her dim but panicked pupils. The man in the ink robe's heart tightened slightly, and his ink-like pupils were filled with distress.
However, in less than half a month, the treasure he held in his heart was hurt like this.
Seeing the woman in front of him looking so helpless but panicked, the man in the black robe felt a pain in his heart like a knife.
He stretched out his hand and placed his fingertips on the woman's hair, trying to pick up the strand of hair hanging in front of her forehead. However, he was so surprised that the woman let out a low exclamation and her body suddenly tensed up.
"Thank you for saving me, can you let me go?" The woman still lowered her head and her tone was indescribably low.
She seemed to be trying to pretend to be calm with this tone, but little did she know that the man had already noticed her panic and uneasiness.
She is nervous.
She is scared.
The man's hand just hung in the air, his eyes fell on the woman's drooped face, her eyes were dark and deep, and bursts of pain suddenly surged in her heart.
The thin lips of the man in the black robe were slightly opened, but they were suddenly closed before the words could be spoken.
He slowly loosened his hand around the woman's waist, trying to reduce the panic in her heart, and took a step back.
Upon noticing the man's retreat, Mu Ziyi breathed a sigh of relief, but she still stood there with her head lowered, not daring to leave.