Back then, in the countryside, an oilcloth-covered carriage rattled along. Seated inside was none other than Xiao Ruyi. Her face was pale, just as Third Madam had seen in her dream. Her lips moved as she chanted a long string of spells, gradually channeling a silver gleam into a small monochrome scroll. The room's radiant light swelled, then slowly faded. At last, Ruyi breathed a sigh of relief and smiled as a touch of color gradually appeared on the woman, who had originally been drawn in black and white. Closing her eyes, exhausted, she murmured, “Yuhuan, no matter how many lifetimes pass, and no matter whether I defy fate, I will never let you be doomed to eternal ruin.”
The carriage rocked along the winding road, carrying Ruyi toward an unknown destination.
Thank you tang downstairs~~