Su Bei saw that Li Zijun had already awakened and let out a slight sigh of relief, speaking gently, "Miss Zijun, how are you feeling? Is there anything seriously wrong with your body?"
"..."
Regarding the somewhat mysterious woman in front of him, Su Bei harbored all kinds of questions, such as the poem from the Shangyuan Festival, the Green Jade Case, which he had never recited. It seemed that for the first time since arriving in this world, he knew that someone might have existed in the same world as him—a feeling of kinship welled up in his heart.
Li Zijun slowly descended from the boulder, intelligence sparkling in her eyes. She tilted her head and smiled. So much so that Su Bei always felt an indescribable affection for Li Zijun.
She then replied, "Elder Su arrived just in time; Zijun is already much better. Only, there seems to be a hazy mass of black Qi in my body that I just can't clear away."
"..."
