Chapter 1216 - Chapter 1216 Chapter 1215 The Divine Liquid Stirred_1
Chapter 1216: Chapter 1215: The Divine Liquid Stirred_1 Chapter 1216: Chapter 1215: The Divine Liquid Stirred_1 It was April, and indoors, sleeping still necessitated a blanket to cover oneself. Xiaomai’s right wrist rested underneath the blanket, and the intense glow that burst from the water droplet mark was concealed by the blanket. It went unnoticed by anyone and did not elicit any disturbance.
Qiao Xiaomai slept until dusk fell upon the western hills, only to be awakened when Tong Tiehu returned to the Palace.
Having slept close to three hours, Qiao Xiaomai was woozy when Tong Tiehu awoke her.
Seeing her condition, Tong Tiehu stretched out his long arm to help her up, “Hand me a towel; I’ll wipe your face for you.”
Leaning on his shoulder, after hearing his words, Xiaomai’s consciousness dipped into her space, intending to retrieve a wet towel.
The next instant, she sat up abruptly.
Her sudden movement nearly caused her head to collide with Tong Tiehu’s chin, but he swiftly dodged and sat down across from her, asking in confusion, “What’s wrong?”
The sleepiness vanished from Qiao Xiaomai’s face, her peach blossom eyes wide open. On hearing his question, she immediately reached out to grab Tong Tiehu’s arm, “The drop of Divine Liquid! It moved!”
The once stationary water droplet-shaped liquid in the center of the pond had now floated to the surface. As soon as her consciousness entered the space, she detected this anomaly, and then she tried to move the drop of Divine Liquid, it indeed moved!
“Really?!” Tong Tiehu was stunned by the news for a moment. By the time he regained his composure, there was no time to smile. He urged her urgently, “Quickly take it out and let’s have a look!”
Qiao Xiaomai responded with a sound of assent, transferred the Divine Liquid into the small bottle she had used before, and then took the bottle out from her space.
As soon as the bottle came out, a refreshing fragrance immediately filled the entire room.
Tong Tiehu’s expression changed; he hastily instructed, “Put it back!”
No need to check, it was that scent, identical to the drop he had consumed before.
The circumstance of taking it out was the same as well; simply uncovering the mouth of the bottle would fill the entire room with fragrance.
This was not their private bedroom in Mai Yuan; this was the rear hall of Da’an Palace!
If Yang Wenxiao were to smell this fragrance, he and Qiao Xiaomai would be in an indefensible position.
Xiaomai obviously realized this as well, and she hurriedly put the bottle back into her space. Then she began to sniff ardently, “Quick, quick, quick, suck this fairy scent into your nose!”
One whiff of this fairy scent was absolutely worth a month’s worth of drinking from the Spiritual Spring and would eliminate any evidence.
They dared not open the window to air out the fragrance, lest Yang Wenxiao detected it, which would be disastrous.
Consequently, the couple inhaled deeply like fools, with Tong Tiehu leveraging his light body skills to breathe in from one corner to the next, targeting the fragrance lurking in the corners specifically.
After the commotion, the rich smell in the room faded, and the two of them changed clothes, fearing they might have also carried the scent on their bodies.
After changing, the two of them went to the kitchen to make dinner.
With the Divine Liquid safely procured, the heavy stone weighing on their hearts had been lifted, and Qiao Xiaomai’s steps turned sprightly as she walked.
The next day, Tong Tiehu left the Palace again to visit Hong, the Shopkeeper, at Jiwei Residence and send a message to Tong Tiehu.
The Divine Liquid had been obtained; therefore, the previously written letter needed to be burned, and the plan was to be canceled.
Soon it was the day to depart back to Anping Village. Qiao Xiaomai packed her luggage a day in advance. During the past few months, Yang Wenxiao had bestowed upon her many gifts, some of which she had already sent back last time. This time, she still packed several horse-drawn carts’ worth.
For this retrieval of the Divine Liquid, only Yang Wenxiao and Yang Zheng would go, leaving Emperor Yong’an and Yang Hao behind in the Capital City.
With all preparations complete, the caravan set off.