Aoqian watched as Song Xiwei carefully sorted out the cotton wadding.
Somewhat curious, he asked, "Why go through all this trouble? Don't you know magic?"
Upon hearing this, Song Xiwei belatedly realized, "Oh right, how could I forget?"
Just as she was about to cast the spell, Song Xiwei remembered something. "No, this is the mortal realm. We can't use magic recklessly; it will have a backlash."
Ao Qian raised an eyebrow. "You're afraid of that?"
"It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that I think the backlash would be troublesome. If you encounter any unexpected situation, Young Master, and my magic is affected and I can't use it, wouldn't that cause a huge delay?"
Song Xiwei squatted on the ground and continued picking up the cotton wadding. "Besides, I'm not tired from doing this. It's just a pity to waste such a nice quilt..."
After Song Xiwei finished tidying up, she noticed that Aoqian was looking down and seemed to be deep in thought. Only then did she realize that Aoqian had been quiet for quite a while and hadn't spoken.
"Is Young Master tired? Then quickly lie down and rest for a while." Song Xiwei went to help Aoqian, and Aoqian raised his head to look at her.
Their eyes met, and Aoqian's gaze was filled with confusion, making Song Xiwei even more puzzled by his look.
"What's wrong, young master?"
After a pause, Aoqian finally spoke: "Song Xiwei, since there are so many constraints in the human world, why did you insist on coming to the human world with me? Just so I could see the true goodness and beauty of this world with my own eyes? But you already know what kind of person I am. Whether other countries are peaceful and prosperous or the people are suffering, I will not have any sympathy for you, nor will it change any of my decisions."
Song Xiwei was surprised that Aoqian would say such a thing. "I didn't expect you to become a good person so quickly, Young Master! Besides, the human world is really wonderful. I also said that we came to the human world together purely for fun! You've never had fun like this before, have you? Why not give yourself a chance to relax? It's still unknown how things will develop in three months. At least we're enjoying every day right now. Isn't that good?"
After Song Xiwei finished speaking, she saw that Aoqian was ignoring her, so she didn't continue talking to him.
She simply rearranged the bed, calculated the time, and realized it was almost time to prepare medicine for Aoqian before saying to him, "I'll go prepare the medicine first. If there's anything you'd like to eat, Young Master, please let me know, and I'll bring it to you later!"
Aoqian replied with little interest, "Whatever."
Song Xiwei then went downstairs to brew the medicine in preparation for eating.
Only Aoqian was inside the room.
He sat for a while, then got out of bed.
The room felt strangely desolate without Song Xiwei.
It's strange, but he's been doing the same thing all these years, used to cultivating alone in the huge palace chambers, and hating being disturbed by anyone.
But why do I have such a strange feeling right now?
It was only a short time since Song Xiwei left, and this guest room was only this small.
The guest room, without Song Xiwei, felt empty to Aoqian; something just didn't feel right.
He frowned, looking somewhat annoyed.
He opened the door and went outside.
Downstairs in the kitchen, Song Xiwei was carefully brewing medicine when Ao Qian's voice suddenly rang out behind her: "Song Xiwei, what kind of subordinate are you? You just left me, a patient, all alone there and didn't care?"
Song Xiwei was startled by Ao Qian's sudden appearance.
Turning around, I saw Aoqian wearing only a thin undergarment. His slender and tall figure looked haggard due to his illness.
The shoes on his feet weren't even properly on; they were just half-stepped on.
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