Xuanmei stepped forward quickly, her expression solemn. She was dressed in a black robe, and her steps were steady and powerful.
He skillfully placed his fingers on Qimeng's pulse, closed his eyes slightly, and felt her faint pulse.
He then carefully examined her wound, his movements gentle yet focused, not missing a single detail.
She gently lifted the clothes on Qimeng's arm to check the depth and size of the wound, her brows furrowing slightly and a hint of worry flashing in her eyes.
After a moment, Xuanmei stood up, her expression softening slightly, and said, "Your Highness, please don't worry, it's not a fatal injury."
Qin Qianluo's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally calmed down a little, but the worry in her eyes had not yet faded.
She stepped forward and asked anxiously, "Qianyun, is my sister alright? Tell me in detail!"
Qianyun knelt on one knee, her back straight, her expression respectful. She took a deep breath and recounted the whole story in detail.
Qin Qianlu listened attentively, her brows furrowing occasionally, her hands unconsciously clenching the hem of her clothes until her knuckles turned white from the force.
She would occasionally let out a soft sigh, her expression constantly changing as Qianyun narrated.
After hearing the whole story, she finally felt relieved, and her tense body relaxed slightly. She gently closed her eyes and silently thanked God for protecting her sister.
At this moment, Xuanmei had finished treating Qimeng's wounds and walked steadily out of the house.
She approached Qin Qianluo, bowed respectfully, and said in a steady voice, "Your Highness, please rest assured, Miss Qimeng's injuries may seem serious, but in fact, they have not reached any vital organs."
With consistent medication and proper care over time, you will fully recover. However…
Xuanmei paused slightly, a hint of regret flashing in her eyes, and slowly raised her head.
He continued, "However, after this wound heals, the scar will probably remain on Miss Qimeng's shoulder and will be difficult to completely remove."
Upon hearing that Qi Meng was out of immediate danger, Qin Qianluo's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and she nodded gently, her movements filled with relief.
Just now, worry and anxiety overwhelmed her like a tidal wave, but upon hearing this news, her long-tense nerves finally relaxed slightly.
She thought to herself, thankfully things aren't too bad yet.
As for that hideous scar that might become a regret in the future, it will gradually fade away once Qimeng's body recovers some vitality and she uses spiritual spring water to nourish it.
Thinking of this, she raised her hand and gently pressed her temples, trying to dispel the fatigue caused by long-term worry and anxiety.
She said softly, "You've worked hard. You should go and rest. I'll go check on Qimeng."
Her voice was soft, like a spring breeze, carrying a soothing power.
Xuanmei accepted the order, her posture as straight as a pine tree. She first respectfully clasped her hands in a salute, the movements flowing smoothly and demonstrating her well-trained nature.
Then, she retreated steadily, her footsteps gradually fading into the deep and winding path of the courtyard.
Qin Qianlu stared blankly in the direction Xuan Mei had left, her thoughts drifting far away.
Only after her figure completely disappeared around the winding corner did she slowly shift her gaze to the doorway of Qimeng's room.
In an instant, her expression became extremely complicated. Her originally clear and bright eyes were now filled with worry, gratitude, confusion, and a hint of unfamiliarity.
Her feelings for Qimeng were far too subtle. From the moment she first met Qimeng, this person exuded a mysterious aura that Qin Qianluo could not fathom.
Her style of doing things and her manner of speaking all had a unique flavor, which made Qin Qianlu instinctively feel a sense of distance, and she could not get close to her no matter what.
But now, the threads of fate have tightly bound them together.
In that life-or-death moment, Qimeng stepped forward without hesitation and risked her life to save her sister.
This kindness was as heavy as Mount Tai, filling Qin Qianluo's heart with a profound sense of gratitude and indebtedness.
But that instinctive sense of alienation rooted in her heart followed her like a shadow, and no matter how hard she tried, she could not get rid of it.
For a moment, Qin Qianluo felt her mind was in complete chaos, with countless thoughts surging in like a tidal wave, intertwining and colliding with each other.
She really didn't know how or how to face Qimeng.
She slowly sat down on the stone bench in the courtyard, her movements slow and heavy, as if her spine was bent by invisible worries.
Staring blankly at the flowers and plants in the yard, a gentle breeze blew by, the flowers swayed gently, releasing a rich fragrance, and butterflies danced among the flowers.
But her mind was not on the picturesque scenery at all.
Half a cup of tea's time passed quietly. She sat there silently, like a frozen statue. Only the gentle breeze that stirred her hair brought her back to life.
The surroundings were completely silent, with only the occasional chirping of birds, which only highlighted her loneliness and inner turmoil.
After a long while, Qin Qianluo slowly sighed. The sigh was long and heavy, as if it carried with it all her entanglement, confusion, helplessness and bewilderment.
Then, she whispered in her heart, her voice soft yet filled with unwavering determination, "Rainbow Dash, bring up the footage of my sister being intercepted by the bandits. I want to see it."
Feng Qingyun sat on the exquisitely carved wooden chair in the space, the texture of the chair appearing exceptionally clear under the soft light.
She shook her head, her soft, long hair undulating like waves.
A delicate pink hand gently waves in the air, its movements light and playful yet imbued with an innate, mysterious power, as if weaving a fantastical dream.
In an instant, a light screen radiating a soft glow appeared out of thin air and hovered in front of Qin Qianluo.
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