For a moment, the room was so quiet that you could hear the rustling of leaves outside the window.
Qi Meng's bright, beautiful eyes widened instantly, her clear eyes filled with undisguised surprise.
Like a fawn suddenly encountering danger in the forest, its eyes are full of confusion and helplessness.
Her lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but she was so startled that she was speechless for a moment, and just stood there stunned, as if time had stood still.
After a long while, Qimeng slowly came back to her senses, and gently parted her lips, her voice clear and melodious, just like a nightingale singing in a valley.
She added a touch of just the right amount of humility: "Your Highness's kindness is truly unbearable for me."
At the time, it was just out of instinct that I wanted to help the girl when she was in danger. I didn't know that she was His Highness's elder sister.
"It is my greatest honor to have been able to contribute even in this small way; I dare not presume to claim credit. I am deeply grateful to Your Highness for your thoughtful arrangements in arranging medical treatment for me."
Seeing the genuine surprise in Qi Meng's eyes and listening to the unpretentious, simple, and sincere words in her voice, a blush quietly crept onto Qin Qianluo's face.
The pink hue, like peach blossoms in early spring, gradually spread from her cheeks to her ears.
A fleeting hint of regret and self-reproach crossed her eyes as she reflected on how she had previously questioned Qimeng's ulterior motives without any basis.
It is truly shameful to speculate about someone's pure and kind actions with the narrowest and most despicable mindset.
Such a person is so righteous, pure and selfless, and has no intention of seeking anything in return. Yet I judge him with a petty mind. I am truly unworthy of such a good deed.
Thinking this, Qin Qianluo's smile became even more genuine, her eyes filled with gentleness, guilt, and tenderness.
He said softly, "Your kindness and chivalrous heart are truly admirable."
It was only right and proper to save the young lady; no thanks are necessary. However, if such a dangerous situation arises again in the future, I hope the young lady will take good care of her own safety.
Upon hearing Qin Qianluo's sincere and heartwarming words, Qimeng's lips curled into a gentle and charming smile, like a delicate petal blooming in spring.
She replied softly, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. I will remember this favor forever."
As she finished speaking, she subconsciously turned her body slightly, her brows furrowing slightly as the movement aggravated her wound, but she still tried her best to restrain herself.
Her gaze slowly descended, settling on the shoulder wrapped in thick bandages.
The layers of gauze were like an insurmountable barrier, isolating her from the glory of her once graceful dance.
In that instant, a perfectly timed sadness, like a mist, quietly filled her eyes. It was a longing for her past stage career, and also anxieties about the unknown future.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, like butterfly wings fluttering in the wind, carrying a heart full of melancholy.
Qin Qianluo kept a close eye on Qimeng's every subtle expression, taking in her sorrow and worry.
With her keen insight, she instantly discerned the hidden worries deep within Qimeng's heart.
As the most beautiful courtesan in Linglong Pavilion, Qimeng's graceful and ethereal dance is not only the source of her fame but also the embodiment of her soul.
How precious is this body that can dance with such charm.
If an ugly scar were left on her shoulder, it would undoubtedly be a devastating disaster for Qimeng.
This not only means that she will no longer be able to dance gracefully in front of everyone.
They are more likely to be ruthlessly drawn into another dark vortex by losing this advantage they rely on for survival.
Forced to cater to those sycophants with ulterior motives, they lose their last shred of dignity and hope amidst pretense and charade, plunging into an abyss of endless helplessness and pain.
Thinking of this, Qin Qianluo couldn't help but feel a deep sense of pity, her eyes filled with concern.
After a moment's thought, she quickly sorted through various solutions in her mind, and then, her lips parted slightly, her voice gentle yet firm.
Like the warm spring sun dispelling the gloom: "Girl, there's no need to worry about scars in the future, it will only cause you more trouble."
I have some knowledge of medicine and have treated similar injuries before, so I have quite a bit of experience.
Once the young lady's wounds have healed, I will certainly present her with the finest medicine and carefully nurture her to ensure her skin remains as beautiful as ever. As for the Linglong Pavilion…”
At this point, Qin Qianluo paused slightly, looking at Qimeng with gentle eyes, trying to transfer her power to her.
She gently adjusted her posture to appear more approachable, and continued, "If you truly do not wish to return to that caged place..."
I, the King, am willing to help the young lady redeem herself and restore her freedom.
Once you have fully recovered, you can roam the world freely, sword in hand, and enjoy a carefree life. What do you think, young lady?
Upon hearing Qin Qianluo's heartfelt words, Qi Meng's eyes, which had been as dark as night, instantly lit up.
Like a dazzling star lit up in the night sky, it shimmers with a light of surprise and disbelief.
She suddenly raised her head, her breathing became rapid, and her chest rose and fell slightly.
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