Chapter 1847 [Shangxie] You Who Were Abandoned
When I woke up, it was dark.
Xia Fuyi even wondered if she was still dreaming.
But when she moved her fingers casually and touched something cold and silky, she suddenly froze.
Ice silk.
She had lived in Tianjimen for ten years, and had used the same things for the past ten years, whether it was clothes or bedding, all of which were rare silk that was said to be only affordable by the royal family.
The moment the touch reaches the bottom of my heart, all the smells around me become familiar in an instant.
She tried to sit up by holding on to the bed sheet, but she fell back halfway. It was then that she suddenly realized that she had no strength or internal power in her body, and even every inch of her bones was still screaming in pain.
The girl hummed softly and prepared to try again with an expressionless face. At this moment, a light laugh came from beside her and she froze in place.
The laughter was low and gorgeous, but it did not convey any joy. Instead, it carried a hint of chill.
Xia Fuyi had been motionless since she heard the voice, and then she felt the faint body warmth approaching her.
A pair of hands pressed her shoulders, pushed her back into the soft quilt, and tucked her in.
This action could be described as gentle, but Xia Fuyi remained expressionless, even a little tense as if on guard.
But the man seemed not to notice and said calmly,
"Your poison hasn't been completely cured yet. Of your five senses, only your vision and taste have not recovered. Luoying is still preparing medicine for you, hoping to restore your five senses as soon as possible."
Xia Fuyi blinked and finally understood why she couldn't see anything as if she had night blindness. It turned out that it was not because it was dark, but because her eyes could not see.
The hands under the quilt clenched silently. After a moment, she finally asked in a low voice, her voice extremely cold.
"Where's Li Chi?"
The man who had been quietly standing next to him chuckled softly, but his tone was filled with the chill of snow falling on his shoulders.
"After leaving Tianji Sect for a few years, it seems that you have forgotten what you should and shouldn't ask me."
Although he had a smile in his voice, the air instantly turned cold as if it had been splashed with ice water.
The man probably stood up, and Xia Fuyi felt a gentle breeze blowing across her face, carrying the unchanging scent of pine from the man's sleeves.
"You can't move for the next two days. When you feel better, you can go out for a walk. There are many people in Jiange who miss you, including the little disciple you abandoned."
His tone was leisurely and nonchalant, and he didn't pay any attention to the girl's question. There was even a hint of smile in the end of his voice, which always had a playful tone.
Then the faint smell of pine moved away from her side, until the sound of the door closing was heard. Xia Fuyi, who was lying motionless on the bed, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then frowned fiercely. Her unfocused eyes, which seemed even more pure like obsidian, were filled with suppressed irritability and coldness.
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I lay in bed for three days.
Around dusk on the first day, someone put medicine on her eyes and covered them with a cloth.
When the faint aroma of medicine filled my nose, the girl who had always had a blank expression on her face suddenly spoke,
"Zhan Luoying."
The hand that was tying the bandage behind her head paused slightly, but no one spoke.
Xia Fuyi then continued,
“When will my eyes heal?”
Still no one spoke.
Xia Fuyi paused for a moment, and when the person behind her continued to tie the belt for her, she suddenly whispered,
"Will I never get better?"
The voice was emotionless as usual, but for some reason, coupled with the girl's lowered head, it had a sense of depression.
So the man finally couldn't help himself and said in a low voice full of displeasure,
"Don't talk nonsense. It's just a temporary loss of your five senses. You should be thankful that you used your hands to block the sword instead of somewhere else. The poison didn't spread so quickly. Otherwise, you would have died before the masked man gave up on you."
Xia Fuyi was stunned when she heard the familiar voice. Before she could blurt out his name, her attention was attracted by the last sentence.
"What do you mean...give up on me?"
After asking this question, Xia Fuyi was stunned.
The wind blew in from the window, bringing with it the familiar moist wind from the top of Piaomiao Mountain, making her feel cool all over.
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