The sunlight couldn't penetrate the dense forest, where heavy shadows lay everywhere. At midday, dewdrops from the previous night still clung to the peach blossom fruit, and the ground was covered with a variety of leaves. Below, gnarled old roots intertwined, making it easy to trip over.,Yes, he's in the private room on the second floor, with a faint sweet pear-scented candle burning in the corner; on the silver tray beside him, grapes and honeydew melon are still dripping with water.,When he opened his eyes again, he was in pain all over. He lay on a bed in a room full of antique furniture. People around him looked surprised, and a middle-aged handsome man had tears in his eyes and said excitedly, "Lingchuan, you're finally awake!"。