The forest cast its shade, and the birdsong filled the air.
Near the slippery path to the hot spring, green sprouts caught the remaining droplets, and plants sprouted fresh foliage. The refreshing, earthy fragrance was invigorating.
Zhao Huai led Yu Qinghan to the valley where the hot spring was situated.
All the way, Yu Qinghan played with a bird and laughter was heard intermittently, which brought her immense joy.
Seeing this, Zhao Huai couldn't help but smile.
It seemed that Madam really enjoyed the myna bird very much.
"The hot spring is just ahead."
In the depths of the valley, a billowing heat rose up from the hot spring. Even from a distance, it could be seen.
As Yu Qinghan approached, her eyes brightened by the sight.
The clear water was like a mirror with green duckweed floating on top. The reflection showed the towering peaks, blue pine trees, and green grasses that surrounded the hot spring lined with large boulders.