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A blood-soaked battlefield, a chaotic war between the human realm, the demon realm, and the witch clan.
Humans were the victims in this battle, while the witches and the demons reap the rewards.
The Witch Clan and the Demon Realm are like fire and water, and every war must be a fight to the death.
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Mo Shisheng kept having this dream in her sleep. She didn't know what the dream meant, but the burning sensation in her heart told her that things were definitely not simple.
Perhaps that's a sign that her lost memories are about to return...
When she slowly opened her eyes, she saw Qingluan guarding her bedside.
Feeling intensely hot, she asked, "What's wrong with me?"
"Shi Sheng, how could you fall asleep while taking a shower?"
Qingluan's eyes were filled with worry, "Do you know that if I hadn't come in, you would be in danger right now!"
"Asleep?"
Mo Shisheng thought back for a moment. It seemed that she had woken up from a dream, broke out in a cold sweat, so she took a shower, and then she didn't know anything.
It seems that Qingluan must have fallen asleep while taking a bath.
"Do you know the water's gone cold? You're so afraid of the cold, do you even need me? After that, you had a persistent high fever, and I was just hoping you'd wake up soon."
Qingluan frowned, her brows furrowed so tightly they looked like they could trap a fly.
Seeing this, Mo Shisheng smiled gently, "I'm fine, don't worry."
"Don't worry, Shisheng, what happened to you?" Although Mo Shisheng was alright, Qingluan's eyes still held a suspicious glint. "How could you possibly fall asleep while taking a bath for no reason?"
"Maybe I'm just too tired."
Mo Shisheng glanced around the room and, finding only Qingluan by her side, lowered her eyes slightly, concealing her emotions beneath her long eyelashes, making them impossible to read.
"Shi Sheng..."
"Um?"
Qingluan's hesitant reaction puzzled Mo Shisheng, who gently looked at Qingluan and asked, "What's wrong?"
“I haven’t dared to leave since you developed a fever, and I haven’t had time to tell Grandpa. Grandpa has been very busy since you turned pale, and he hasn’t been able to rest yet… I…”
"No need."
Mo Shisheng shook her head slightly, "How long have I been asleep?"
It's already midnight.
Qingluan reached out and touched Mo Shisheng's forehead again, finding it still burning hot. She then took a handkerchief from the basin of cold water next to her, wrung it out, and placed it on Mo Shisheng's forehead.
After doing all that, she got up and handed a cup of hot water to Mo Shisheng, saying, "Drink more water and let your body sweat."
Mo Shisheng took the cup and, without saying a word, obediently drank all the water that Qingluan had poured for him.
As she returned the cup to Qingluan, she asked softly, "What is he busy with?"
"Bang--"
Caught off guard, Qingluan slammed the cup she was holding onto the ground, shattering it into pieces instantly.
"I'll tidy this up."
After finishing, she hurriedly squatted down to pick it up, but was stopped by a slightly cold voice.
"Qingluan, stand up and look me in the eyes."
"..."
Qingluan couldn't refuse, so she slowly stood up from her squatting position, her gaze darting away as she looked at Mo Shisheng.
“Look at me.”
Mo Shisheng spoke softly, her body still burning with fever and she had no strength at all, but there was an unyielding pressure in her voice that forced Qingluan to obey her orders.
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