128: Xiao Qingyao (II)_1

Dong Huiying looked up and saw a man resembling a scholar. He was dressed in a faded blue garment washed to the point of oldness, with a patch sewn onto the sleeve and a green cloth wrapped around his head. He carried a bamboo basket on his shoulder, filled with herbs gathered from the mountainside.

There he stood, like a poplar tree under the clear sky, with a gentle breeze flowing past - a blending of refinement and verdant beauty.

Doctor Xiao glanced at Dong Huiying sitting under the tree, a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Is the young lady here all by herself?"

This girl looked to be only about eleven or twelve, delicately petite, yet she was brave enough to spend the night alone in the mountains.

Dong Huying was about to respond when suddenly, a booming thunderclap echoed, followed by rapid and heavy rainfall.