Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 4 (IV) Dream Drawing

"It doesn't matter. If it's inconvenient, you don't have to tell me." Yan Moying saw Yin Ruchen pause and immediately interrupted. He continued, "What kind of poison did I get? What medicine did you use to cure me?"

"The one you were hit with is 'Si Bi Wang' which has been extinct in the martial arts world for many years."

"Oh? Such a strange name? How is the antidote prepared?"

"I don't know either. My master asked me to carry this antidote with me. Many years ago, my master taught me how to prepare various antidotes, but she never taught me how to prepare this kind of medicine. It's probably because this poison has been extinct for too long. Before I went out this time, she learned that Si Biwang had reappeared in the world, so she repeatedly told me to take this antidote with me." She said something involuntarily again.

Half an hour later, Yin Ruchen brought a bowl of prepared antidote and placed it on a very flat stone. She lit a large candle with a fire stick and gently placed the candle on the stone platform next to Yan Moying. At this moment, under the glow of the candlelight, Yan Moying finally saw her appearance clearly: it was a face that was beautiful and unique, without any sense of publicity but exuding heroic spirit. The clear and bright eyes in the deep-set big eyes were enough to hit the depths of a person's soul inadvertently. Her eyes revealed the steadiness after experiencing danger. Although she seemed to be on guard, she always bloomed with calmness and indifference. Especially under the obvious double eyelids, the eyes conveyed calmness, wisdom, magnanimity, naturalness without any affectation, down-to-earth peace and optimism, but this optimism was also integrated with a touch of melancholy. Not only did she have three-dimensional and beautiful facial features, but she also had a temperament from the inside out that could instantly shock some first-time visitors. A sense of grandeur? A noble spirit? Not only that. Maybe it's hard for you to describe it, but her calmness is enough to surprise you.

Yan Moying usually saw many people with willow eyebrows, phoenix eyes, peach cheeks and cherry lips in the palace, and he didn't have many opportunities to see people like Yin Ruchen, so he felt unfamiliar with her. He felt her rare aura and felt that she was like a hermit. However, when the word "unworldly" flashed in his mind, he inexplicably remembered his mother who had disappeared many years ago, which diluted his unfamiliarity with Yin Ruchen.

Yin Ruchen brought the medicine over from the flat stone. She knew that this handsome man was looking at her, but she didn't expect that he thought she was beautiful, because she had never thought about her appearance, and she had no intention of thinking about such boring things. When others praised her appearance, she didn't feel anything, because such insignificant things as whether her appearance was good-looking were not enough to enter her heart. She put the bowl of medicine next to the candle, helped Yan Moying sit up, picked up the bowl and gave him the medicine, and then helped him lie down.

After taking the medicine, Yan Moying felt extremely sleepy and fell into a deep sleep. Not long after, he had a dream. In the dream, he saw an old man with gray hair and beard but vigorous spirit. The old man looked at him and said, "It has begun... This is your destiny..." After speaking, the old man floated away. After a while, he vaguely saw a woman walking towards him. The woman was dressed in white, simple and beautiful with distinctive features. It turned out to be Yin Ruchen. She took up the pen and drew a flower on a folding fan, and wrote: "The past is like a dream, sighing for the flowers to bloom, and the returning shadow is vaguely lingering for a long time. The snowy sea and the bright moon will eventually end, and there is no need to mourn the years of wind and rain."

(End of this chapter)