By the poolside, there is a soft couch. The gentle breeze sways the sheer curtains. Occasionally, a few strokes of bright green float before one's eyes. In the distance, the mountains are shrouded in white clouds, while a few red-crowned cranes soar above the horizon.
Jiang Xingye held Xu Qinghuan in his arms. Just now, she indulged him, but now she was a bit tired and fell asleep as soon as she lay down.
Jiang Xingye didn't dare to sleep.
There are wild beasts in the mountains, although they don't attack here. He has gone hunting before, and the varieties of beasts are mostly the same as those outside the mountains, but it's precisely these small differences that are baffling.
Similarly, the wild chicken here is juicy and tender without any gamey smell, offering a perfect taste.
Xu Qinghuan told him that the spiritual energy here is very thick, which he cannot sense, but after spending time here, he certainly feels refreshed and clear-minded.
