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That night, I slept alone in the west. I thought about leaving my homeland tomorrow forever and going to an unknown place. I felt sad for a while, but I couldn't shed tears because of such a joyous day.

The next morning, she packed her luggage and saw that Yang Liang's face was a little dark, as if he hadn't slept all night. Although Qingcheng had put on some makeup, she still couldn't hide her fatigue. Although he was suspicious, when he thought about how they had just gotten married yesterday and were going on a long journey today, he did not pay too much attention.

They are already husband and wife, and my identity is their elder sister. This makes me feel much more relaxed, but all three of them are depressed along the way.

At the wharf, there was a clamor, a long journey, a farewell, an order, a cry, and, in short, a tumult.

During this time, I also saw Lin Feng's figure, but he pretended not to see it.

It was a sunny day. Although it was winter, there was a hint of warmth in the air, as if spring was approaching.

We boarded and left. It was a very spacious ship, with two decks, and the three of us took a separate room on the upper deck. It was small, but there were a lot of people on board, so we had to leave.

There were two temporary beds in the room. Yang Liang took a glance at them, and without saying anything, he made a simple bed on the floor.

I've asked the owner, this trip will take at least half a month to reach the Immortal Island. This is the first time we've travelled so far by ship.

Standing at the bow of the ship, he saw waves of seawater crashing against the shore. Looking at the distant continent, he saw that the figures on the dock had gradually become blurred into little black dots. He felt sad.

The mountains close to the water, the ends of the earth, they have been separated from each other ever since. From the day I left the palace, I had already made up my mind to never return. It was as if something had forcefully sliced away from his heart, and it was even more painful than the physical pain he had endured when he was born.

"Forgiveness, will you miss Big Sui?" I was now Qingcheng's sworn sister, and Yang Liang, my brother, was what I called him, but he refused to call me sister.

"No, there is no longer any place for me to linger." Yang Liang said as he looked at me with both eyes.

With such a look in his eyes, alas, I'm still worried. Qingcheng is currently taking care of the room. I made an excuse and said:

"The wind is strong on the bow of the ship. I'm going in."

On the first day of sailing, I felt dizzy, my stomach churned, and I felt like vomiting.

"Why is my baby so seasick?" Yang Liang was extremely anxious. However, he was not on land and could not find a doctor. He could only take some medicine that could treat seasickness.

But as if all the drugs had failed me, I was still in bed, vomiting whatever I ate, almost vomiting bile. It was impossible to not eat, and the hunger in his stomach made him feel even worse.

On the third day, I lay in bed, as if I had a serious illness, and Qingcheng sobbed incessantly:

"Elder sister's face is so pale. If I don't eat something, I might not be able to hold on."

After that, I was fed spoonful by spoonful of bitter soup. It wasn't bitter, but my lips and tongue were astringent.

After suffering for a few days, he was slightly better. Except for some vomiting, he could eat and sleep. Qingcheng and Yang Liang took turns to take care of me. Their eyes were red from the heat, and Qingcheng was feeling seasick, so her face was even paler.

"Forgiveness? Qingcheng's like this probably won't do. Make her a bowl of soup and give her some." My heart ached as I looked at Qingcheng's pale little face. It was all because of me.

"Elder sister, there's no need. Young master is tired too." Qingcheng's feeble voice resounded.

Yang Liang hesitated for a moment, but he still turned around and left the room. He came back with two bowls of porridge and I gestured for him to ignore me and help Qingcheng up, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he went out alone and said that he was going out to get some fresh air.

These few days, there has always been a feeling that Yang Liang and Qingcheng aren't as intimate as a couple should be. At first, I thought that their new marriage was in front of me, so I felt a little embarrassed, but as the days passed, I felt that something wasn't right.

Yang Liang took care of me as if it was a matter of course. He wasn't shy, and when he faced Qingcheng, he was a bit distant instead.

Now that we are on a ship with so many people, it would be inconvenient for me to say anything. I can only think of a way to persuade the young couple after we arrive at the Immortal Island.

Today, the weather was sunny and calm, and there were no major problems with my body. I intentionally left the house to enjoy the scenery at the bow of the ship, leaving Yang Liang and Qingcheng alone in the room. I wanted to give them more time to be alone.

As the boat slowly moved forward, I saw the owner, Second Uncle Zheng, chatting with someone from the lower level and walked down. For the sake of travel convenience, Qingcheng and I each wiped a little bit of dust on our faces and wore shabby clothes. This way, we would be like ordinary village girls, not too conspicuous.