cold clothes

Her eyes had stopped bleeding, but a thick scab had formed on her lower eyelids. The bloodstains on her face were also half-dry. It was very difficult for the maid to wipe the bloodstains off her face gently, as it was possible that her eyes would bleed again.

"Do you know how to care about the people around you now? Why don't you think about the consequences before you do things?" Warm Winter's tone was slightly cold, and you could tell from her expression that she wasn't in a good mood. "Don't worry, someone is taking care of Bellflower, you just can't see it."

"Hehe, yes, I can't see right now..." Leng Yi said calmly, then seemed to remember something and said, "Sister Nuandong, the tone of your voice right now is a bit unlike your usual self, ah—" Leng Yi suddenly exclaimed, her expression contorted in pain.

"What's wrong? Didn't I tell you to be gentler? You can't even serve your master properly, are you tired of living?" Nuandong immediately tensed up, thinking that the maid must have been too rough and hurt Lengyi, and then immediately raised her voice to scold her.

The maid was about to kneel down and beg for mercy when Nuandong said that, but luckily Lengyi spoke up first: "It has nothing to do with the maids. It's just that my eyes keep hurting like they're drilling into my brain. It just flared up again."

"..." Warm Winter lowered her eyes. "It hurts a lot, doesn't it?"

"Hehe, it hurts so much my head feels like it's going to split open, but thankfully I won't faint." Leng Yi said, trying to laugh, but her habitual professional fake smile required not only moving her lips but also her eyelids, which aggravated the nerves in her eyes and caused excruciating pain that seemed to drill into her brain. The curve of her lips instantly twisted, and her expression must have looked worse than crying. The maid was so frightened that her face turned as white as funeral paper.

Nuandong was both angry and heartbroken to see her like this, and finally let out a helpless sigh.

"We can only deal with it for now, and we'll discuss it further when Dr. Xie arrives," Nuandong said.

Leng Yi nodded.

Nuandong stood silently to the side, her eyes lowered, lost in thought. Meanwhile, the bloodstains on Lengyi's face were mostly cleaned, and the maid dared not touch the area around her eyes. The wound on her arm was also bandaged, and Lengyi had changed into clean undergarments.

After she had almost finished tidying up, Lengyi asked, "How is Lingcao now? Can you tell me?"

Nuandong raised her eyes and said, "Don't worry, her wounds have all been bandaged, and she's still unconscious." She paused, then asked, "Who blinded you?"

“Qingchun, but it was Yunqiu who did it. Yunqiu said she would be gentler than Qingchun, but I don’t think so. The poison still stings my eyes just as much. Qingchun said that if I used the antidote after applying the poison, I wouldn’t go blind permanently, but after applying the poison, I couldn’t even open my eyes, and I couldn’t even get the antidote in. And I’m bleeding so much, it scares me.”

“After this incident, you should know to be scared. You’ve been causing trouble every few days. Now that you’re blind, let’s see how you cause any more trouble.” After speaking harshly, Nuandong’s tone softened unconsciously. “But don’t worry, the poison from Fengyuelou can be cured with Fengyuelou’s medicine. You won’t be blind forever. Although Qingchun is a bit willful, she knows her limits. Your mother values ​​your eyes; she wouldn’t dare to really blind you.”

Upon hearing the first sentence, Leng Yi thought to herself, "You never expected this, Sister Nuandong. Her blindness gives her a perfect excuse to cause trouble. I'm going to make headlines in a few days, and I don't even want to cause trouble, but trouble just keeps finding me." As for the second sentence, she had something to complain about: "A bit willful"? "Knows how to keep one's distance"? Holy crap, is your Fengxiang Pavilion's sense of distance measured in a thousand meters...?