Three thousand strands of silver hair cascaded over a long, silver robe; her long, frost-like eyelashes framed her dim, silver eyes, making her appear like a deity abandoned beyond the heavens, lost in thought and sorrow.

"I won't mind, Jinghua, you're overthinking it. How could I possibly mind? You don't need to feel anything. You look great just the way you are."

Helian Si hurriedly waved his hand to explain, afraid that the handsome teacher wouldn't believe him, and simply reached out to touch a few strands of silver hair that fell down Nanrong Jinghua's head.

"Look how beautiful this is! It's like frost and icicles formed in the cold winter. Others would love to have it but don't."

These words, though meant to comfort the handsome teacher, were also the truth; the handsome teacher's current appearance was remarkably similar to that of a deity from the heavens.

"Does Sisi like it?"

Nan Rong Jinghua pressed for an answer, her eyes filled with expectation. This cautiousness made Helian Si feel increasingly guilty, and he reached out to pat Nan Rong Jinghua's head.

"Of course, Sisi has always liked you. Jinghua, don't overthink it anymore. The Nightmare Poison in your body has just been cured. Lie down and rest for a while."

His words revealed a tenderness and overflowing maternal love that even Helian Si himself was unaware of.

"Okay." Nan Rong Jinghua's thin lips curved slightly upward.

At this moment, the imperial physician entered with a small bronze mirror, standing awkwardly at the doorway, unsure whether to come in or leave. Meanwhile, the princess and Princess Jinghua were enjoying their sweet time together.

Going in now would be incredibly inconsiderate, but this mirror…

The imperial physician's actions caused the hidden Imperial Shadow Guards, who were lurking in the shadows, to twitch in surprise.

Could it be that the imperial physician has also been poisoned? He's acting all coy and timid like a young woman who's never been married. What's wrong with him?

"Imperial Physician, come in."

Nan Rong Jinghua lay down on the soft couch, but still refused to let go of Helian Si's hand. This usually aloof and detached person...

He acted like a spoiled and unreasonable child taking advantage of his injury, so Helian Si had no choice but to switch hands and let Nan Rong Jinghua hold his.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the imperial physician stepping across the threshold, hesitant and indecisive, and he spoke up.

The imperial physician, as if granted a pardon, came in and respectfully presented the mirror in his hand, saying, "Princess, this is the bronze mirror that Young Master Jinghua requested."

Helian Si accepted it. The imperial physician cautiously looked up at Helian Si and tentatively spoke.

"Princess, Young Master Jinghua's Nightmare Poison has been largely cured. If there is nothing else, then I..."

After the snow lotus cured the Nightmare Poison, it could even change the color of a person's eyes and hair. There were still some dregs of the medicine left.

He couldn't wait to take these back to the Imperial Medical Academy and study their intricacies with those old fellows.

Helian Si frowned, wanting to ask the imperial physician to stay and examine him further, but then he heard Nanrong Jinghua speak softly.

"Now that I am fine, the imperial physician may return."

"But..." Helian Si was still worried. The handsome teacher's eyes and hair color had changed in an instant, so how could he be alright?

"I am truly fine. I would like to spend some time alone with Sisi. May I send the imperial physician back?"

Nan Rong Jinghua interrupted Helian Si's next words, her deep silver eyes looking intently at him with a hint of anticipation.

Helian Si finally couldn't resist the handsome teacher's gaze and nodded in agreement.

"Alright, then let the imperial physician go back. I'll stay and keep you company."

Nan Rong Jinghua's features became increasingly gentle, though she appeared somewhat sickly and frail, making her all the more endearing and utterly soft-hearted.