Her small hands wrapped around his waist, tightening more and more. Shen Hua bit by bit buried her head in Cui Yun's embrace. Only in this way could the fear occupying her heart be dispelled.
Seeing her like this, the deep chill in Cui Yun's eyes grew even more intense.
He didn't know what Shen Hua had dreamed of, but in the end, he didn't ask.
"Hengzhou is in chaos, how did you come here?"
Cui Yun indeed should not have appeared here.
Yet his heart was uneasy, especially after seeing the celestial appearance of the Sanqing Taoist.
The Taoist said,
"I peeked into the heavenly secrets, yet I am also trapped by them. Two months ago, I sensed a flaw in fate. Afraid it might become a hidden danger, yet I couldn't calculate it no matter how."
Cui Yun's unease grew stronger.
Considering that the exhibition was tomorrow, he simply rode the thousand-mile horse of Little General Jin early in the morning. He came without stopping.
