The moment she opened the door, Wu Yue swayed nervously, her arm brushing against the few white chrysanthemums on the desk, almost knocking over the vase.

"who?"

Despite knowing that the other party couldn't see her after she became invisible, and despite knowing that Su Qin'an was now blind, Wu Yue still subconsciously held her breath and stared intently at the man who was slowly approaching.

He closed his eyes and groped his way forward.

Wu Yue stared at him for two seconds, then turned around and nimbly and silently jumped off the windowsill.

A gentle breeze was blowing.

Su Qin'an suddenly looked out the window and sniffed slightly.

seem……

She smelled a familiar scent—the crabapple blossoms she loved.

Has she been here?

Or is it right beside me right now?

Su Qin'an opened his lips, wanting to call out the name that haunted his dreams.

He finally stopped, afraid that it was all an illusion, and even more afraid that he would not get a response from her.

-

Wu Yue pulled her red cloak tighter around herself and strolled around the streets after leaving the Su residence. She carefully counted, and found she had visited every single medical clinic in the entire capital.

As dusk fades and night falls.

Wu Yue sat in the carriage, quickly took out a Bright Flame Talisman and lit it. A ball of flame, illuminating the surroundings, hung in front of her, while also dispelling a bit of the coolness.

"Return to the residence."

The sound of the wheels faded into the distance, kicking up clouds of dust.

...

Bai Tang is a spirit born in the daytime. She hates the night, and even the existence of a breathtakingly beautiful spirit born in the night cannot change her mind.

She also has a habit of needing a lamp to be lit beside her when she sleeps.

However, instead of saying I hate it, it seems more accurate to say I'm afraid of it.

At that time, the witch's mansion was brightly lit, with a lantern hanging high or low every three steps, just to light the way back for its master.

"Master, would you like to have dinner?"

"good."

Wu Yue nodded casually and strolled behind the lantern bearer. After walking about halfway, she suddenly remembered, "By the way, did that young master return during the day? Was he well received?"

The lamplighter replied, “My lord, as you instructed, the kitchen prepared some food for him and allowed him to come again, to be treated as an honored guest.”

The candlelight in Wu Yue's eyes flickered, and she said in a deep voice, "If I see him again, I must send someone to inform me."

"yes."

-

The underground of the witch's mansion.

The Dragon Mirror Source, which had transformed into the capital city itself, released several clusters of ear spirits, which chirped and chattered, repeating the conversations of those around them.

"Doctor, do you have anyone in your clinic who knows how to gouge out eyes?"

"Ah... no, that's not true. Miss, your words are too creepy."

"Doctor, do you have anyone here who can perform the art of gouging out eyes? I mean, transplanting them... like this and that."

"Young lady, you think too highly of me. Such superb medical skills could only be performed by a god."

"doctor……"

"No."

"doctor……"

"You will need to find another doctor with superior medical skills."

The dragon vein seemed to open its eyes and look upwards.

That night, all was quiet.

Wu Yue stood by the couch, pacing back and forth, her mind troubled. She lowered her head, biting the knuckles of her fingers, her brows furrowed.

After a long pause, as if she had made up her mind, she walked to the candlestick, bent down, and blew out the flickering flame. Then, a gasp echoed in the darkness, and her skirt crumpled in her hands. Within two breaths, the candle suddenly relit, illuminating the room.

Wu Yue continued to adjust her state.

So in the latter half of the night, her bedroom would light up and then darken, with very short intervals between each time, in a very regular pattern.

Later, in the flickering candlelight, she lay on her side on the couch and sighed helplessly.