"Shi Sheng has been unable to sleep at night for the past few days. She has been taking medicine, but her high fever has not completely subsided, and she is extremely weak."
Qingluan lowered her eyes slightly. She had personally witnessed how Mo Shisheng had endured these past few days, and Mo Shisheng had also instructed her to keep these words a secret.
If Mo Shisheng hadn't suddenly fainted today, Ming Beiya would probably have been kept in the dark forever.
"Bring the medicine."
Ming Beiya's gaze remained fixed on Mo Shisheng's pale face, and he took her two cold hands in his large palms to warm them.
Qingluan steeled herself and took out the medicinal herbs from the cabinet, handing them to Ming Beiya. Before she could speak, Ming Beiya gave her a cold glance and said, "Get out."
"yes."
Because of Ming Beiya's orders, Qingluan had no choice but to obey, and immediately turned and walked out the door.
On the bed, Mo Shisheng's eyes were tightly closed, her fair skin almost transparent, her brows were tightly furrowed, a wrinkle between her eyebrows that could not be smoothed out.
Ming Beiya felt a slight pang in her heart. The medicinal herbs in her hand included several calming and fever-reducing ones. Just smelling them was enough to give her a pungent, bitter odor; Mo Shisheng hated bitterness the most…
How did you manage to drink so many in a row?
He raised his hand and gently placed it on Mo Shisheng's brow, trying to smooth out the wrinkles, but he couldn't smooth them out no matter what he did.
He sighed softly, took the girl's cold hand in his hand, and gently pressed it against his thin lips. "Ah Sheng, wake up quickly."
"..."
*
Lingya's body has always been very weak. She had fainted in the snow before and had not yet recovered. Now, she fell in the snow again and has fallen ill once more.
In her dazed state, she murmured softly, "Brother Beiya..."
Qingluan was guarding Lingya's bedside when she heard Lingya unconsciously utter those words, and her brows furrowed slightly.
She was a woman too, and she knew very well that Lingya's feelings for the master could not be as simple as just seeing him as a brother.
Even though she knew Lingya's feelings for the master, she couldn't do anything about it. Because she knew that Lingya's existence was very important. Although she didn't know why, she had known since she was by the master's side that Lingya was a special person.
Lingya remained unconscious until evening before waking up. Her pale face had an unnatural flush, and she struggled to open her eyes.
When he saw Qingluan guarding the bedside, he lowered his eyes slightly, concealing all the emotions in them.
"Qingluan... is Shisheng... alright?"
Lingya spoke softly and weakly. The first thing she did upon waking up was to care about Mo Shisheng. To be honest, Qingluan thought Lingya was a kind-hearted girl, so she didn't dislike her.
Of course, I don't like it either.
She was only staying by Lingya's side because of Ming Beiya's orders. Seeing Lingya wake up, Qingluan naturally breathed a sigh of relief. "Shisheng hasn't woken up yet, and her high fever won't go down."
Upon hearing this, Lingya slowly raised her eyes, her eyes slightly red. "Qingluan, can you take me to see her?"
"..."
Qingluan frowned slightly, looking quite conflicted, and said, "Sister Lingya, Master is in Shisheng's room and doesn't allow anyone to approach."
"Is that so..."
Lingya smiled slightly, "It's good that Brother Beiya is willing to stay by Shisheng's side. I just hope that when Shisheng wakes up, she won't have any lingering resentment towards me."
"..."
The statement seemed perfectly reasonable at first glance, but Qingluan felt something was off about it, though she couldn't quite put her finger on why.
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