On the outskirts of the capital, in the center of the monsters' encirclement, Nianxin frowned as she looked at the potion in her hand: "What is this?"

“Hehe, it was an order for the third person to give you the serum,” the second person said.

“I don’t need it,” Nianxin refused. She remembered San; he was a sickly-looking person.

The ranking in the Ten Directions Trial Council is based on strength, but there is a huge gap between the top three seats and the bottom seven seats. Even if the bottom seven seats are combined, they are powerless against the top three.

This is already common knowledge within the Ten Directions Trial Council.

"No one asked for your opinion; this is First's order," Second said, his powerful aura overwhelming even Nianxin. "You're attacking the capital; with your strength, what use are you without Third's serum?"

Unable to resist, Nianxin could only accept it. Looking at the twisted worms in the test tube, she felt a sense of disgust, but she didn't show it.

"I understand, I will complete the mission."

"Don't worry, with this you can deal with the current silver-haired witch." After saying this, Er disappeared.

Looking at the serum in her hand, Nianxin thought of Bai Yueyue's face, lifted her black hair, and injected it into the area on the back of her neck where the worms were wriggling.

A stinging sensation swept through her entire body, as if trying to tear her body and mind apart. The two insects began to bite and merge together at the back of Nianxin's neck...

This pain caused the power within Nianxin to surge uncontrollably, continuously unleashing its fury upon the surrounding area. The monsters around her were constantly being obliterated by the power surging from Nianxin's body, until Nianxin fainted from the pain.

She will definitely obtain the source within the silver-haired witch...

"So, my beloved Mei'er, do I really have to drink this medicine?" Looking at the familiar, unidentified liquid handed to her by Hu Mei'er, Bai Yueyue already felt nauseous.

How could she forget that every Sunday, her nutritionist would prepare medication for her to regulate her menstrual cycle?

I wish I hadn't come back!

This thing caused Bai Yueyue great trauma; she even felt an indescribable aversion just from smelling it.

"Yes, Miss, this is for your health," Hu Meier said with a smile.

"But Mei'er, I feel perfectly healthy. Besides, I've never drunk it before, and I've still managed to get through it all!" Bai Yueyue protested, preferring to drink Huoxiang Zhengqi Water rather than this stuff.

"That's why Miss was in so much pain last time. Please don't make things difficult for me, Miss." Hu Meier said very seriously. She would never let Bai Yueyue escape taking the medicine.

That's outrageous! I'm clearly the master! And now I'm being threatened by your personal servant? Mei'er, do you know that this is utter disrespect?

With a sour face, Bai Yueyue took the medicine. Looking at the familiar face, she was a little suspicious: "Mei'er, has the taste of this medicine really been improved?"

This thing really looks too much like poison. No, poison can also be colorless and odorless; this thing is far more lethal to her than poison.

"Your nutritionist has done his best to improve it, Miss."

...Mei'er, what you're saying is not convincing at all!

I blocked out my sense of taste, took a sip, and that familiar feeling shot straight to the top of my head again.

It's been improved, but only slightly. Tears streaming down her face, Bai Yueyue wanted nothing more than to throw it away, but with Hu Meier watching over her, she had no choice but to finish it in one gulp.

Then came the general discomfort; the taste was absolutely nauseating! Next time, I'll definitely carry this with me everywhere and force-feed it to anyone I don't like.

"Please ask him to try to improve it again. I really can't stand the taste." Bai Yueyue weakly handed the medicine bowl to Hu Meier. She was already exhausted from this medicine. Her mouth still tasted so bitter that it made her want to vomit.

“Yes, Miss, I will urge him to improve it as soon as possible,” Hu Meier said. Because Hu Meier had to test Bai Yueyue’s food and medicine for poison, she knew how unpleasant the medicine was to drink. “Miss, your nutritionist has prepared desserts for you, considering that you may find the taste of the medicine unbearable.”

"Please take it from me quickly! Otherwise I'll cry." That's kind of thoughtful, but if you could be even more thoughtful and make the medicine sweet, Bai Yueyue would be more willing to drink it.

Hu Meier handed the medicine bowl to the female servant waiting at the door, then took the dessert from her, tested it for poison, and placed it on Bai Yueyue's afternoon tea table.

Unable to resist any longer, Bai Yueyue used magic to restore some of her strength, went to the afternoon tea table, quickly took a sip, and revealed a satisfied expression.

"Ah~ I'm alive again."

Seeing her young mistress's unseemly expression, Hu Meier smiled faintly. Because Bai Yueyue's disheveled state couldn't be seen by others, Hu Meier had already closed the door; only she knew what was happening.

After finishing her dessert, Bai Yueyue, served by Hu Meier, went downstairs.

"Sorry to keep you waiting," Bai Yueyue said to Cui Ye.

“No,” Cui Ye shook his head. “Waiting for Miss is my natural duty.”

"That's a delightful answer," Bai Yueyue replied with a smile. "I'll be going to the ballroom to practice what Mother will be testing me on tomorrow. In the meantime, please reorganize and rewrite your plans for the orphanage and factory, and then wait here for my return to hand them over to me."

"Yes, Miss."

Attended by Hu Meier, she arrived at the dance hall to begin completing her original composition, one of the most difficult tasks for her.

The guqin was chosen because of Hu Meier's presence, and Bai Yueyue also had someone to offer advice.

Of course, it was still too difficult; Bai Yueyue tried very hard and only managed to complete the prelude.

Judging from Hu Meier's expression, she seemed very excited.

"Young Miss, you are truly amazing."

"Hmm, is Mei'er flattering me? I don't think I did very well," Bai Yueyue replied, because she had never seen the skills of nobles her age. Although she knew she might have surpassed them, she didn't know to what extent.

For example, this self-composed song is more difficult for Bai Yueyue than managing the factory, because managing the factory can be delegated to Cui Ye and Chen Ling.

"No, it's because Miss is really amazing. Most of the noble ladies I've seen have adapted classic pieces. And they're nowhere near as good as Miss!" Hu Meier replied earnestly. Bai Yueyue's compositions were purely original, something her former masters couldn't match at all.

Hu Meier's master used to be jealous that Hu Meier was better at playing the guqin than her. But she was also a young lady of the Li family, and having studied the guqin since childhood, her skills couldn't be inferior.

...So I'm the only naive one, racking my brains to compose the music.

Bai Yueyue also wanted to learn from those aristocratic peers, but when she thought of Li Jieyue, she gave up.

Others are unclear, but the Imperial Clan must have composed it themselves, and Li Jieyue would have composed it herself as well. Under these circumstances, how could Bai Yueyue possibly directly adapt a classic piece?

Ugh, the more I think about it, the harder this thing seems!