The fragrant aroma drifted gently, flowing past the stream, sweeping through the trees, meeting the radiant moonlight. Then, just as the mountain breeze gusted in, it dissolved into the wind, and unknowingly, mist began to spread.
She slowly exhaled, turned her head, and saw Donggong Ruoshu had already opened his mouth wide, Chen Yi was slightly surprised, and Yin Weiyin was about to lightly brush his sleeves and smile, ready to pose grandly, but found they were all looking behind her.
Suddenly, the branches hanging down from the trees above, their leaves deep green, unexpectedly sprouted flower buds, a petal drifted down. Yin Weiyin looked up to see the trees in the mist suddenly blooming full of forest flowers, raining petals scattered everywhere.
With another movement of mist, a beam of clear light separated the tree tops, and a white deer slowly walked out from the mist and flowers, glanced at them, surprisingly unafraid of the fire.
