During this ti, many doctors ca to treat the young lady’s illness, causing all sorts of commotion. It wasn’t until the fourth evening that her fever finally subsided, yet she remained in a coma.
Butler Ziyu often ca to check, along with a masked man. Xiao Nan knew he was Q, the leader of the Secret Guard Group and the queen’s confidant. He frequently visited, staying silently with the young lady, sotis revealing a sorrowful expression while watching her sleep, which made Xiao Nan’s nose twinge.
On the fifth evening, the young lady finally awoke. At the ti, Xiao Nan was wringing a hot towel to wipe her body. As her eyes slowly opened, the remnants of sunset cast a glow on her eyes, tranquil and dark as Dark Jade, radiating brilliant light, stunning in beauty.
Xiao Nan imdiately opened her eyes wide with joy, excitedly expressing happiness.
The gleam of the eyes was beautiful, yet seed to have lost sothing, appearing with a kind of desolate grayness.
Deep as the sea, causing a slight tremor in the heart.
After she awoke, she said nothing, obediently eating and sleeping, everything seed calm, yet beneath this tranquility, there seed to be an unknown undercurrent.
Various nourishing items were sent over to treat Yun Ya like a pig, but her health was too poor to absorb the nutrition. Despite all the supplents, she remained emaciated, like skin and bones.
"The young lady’s health finally improved, I was scared to death before, not to ntion madam, who was excessively worried."
Butler Ziyu stated sincerely.
Yun Ya faintly curled her lips, showing neither sadness nor joy.
She would be worried? How ridiculous.
Butler Ziyu glanced at Yun Ya’s expression, pondered for a mont, and said, "Madam has custom-made a set of clothing for the young lady. Would you like to try it to see if it fits? If it’s not suitable, we can imdiately have it altered."
Butler Ziyu clapped his hands, and two maids pushed in a clothes rack, with a luxurious gown hanging on it. The mont it appeared, its radiant brilliance instantly stole the room’s splendor.
It was a heavy, ancient black and gold gown, each moving pattern symbolizing prestige and extraordinariness, every diamond embellishnt showcasing unparalleled brilliance, a gown like no other.
Yun Ya rely glanced at it casually, then shifted her gaze away.
"Miss, please try the gown," Butler Ziyu respectfully said.
This gown was too formal, only suitable for very official occasions. Yun Ya squinted her eyes, "What’s this for?"
Butler Ziyu chuckled, bowing slightly more: "At the coronation ceremony the day after tomorrow, Her Majesty the Queen will hold a crowning ceremony for you, as Her Majesty’s only daughter, Your Highness, only you have this honor."
"Princess?" The girl sarcastically curled her lips, "Is she playing an old feudal ga? Funny, I can actually be a real princess in this lifeti."
"You are the only and most noble princess in our Country Bauhinia, naturally genuine," Butler Ziyu said with a smiling gaze.
Yun Ya accepted it pleasantly, "The title of princess may sound nice, but throughout history, princesses were ant for marriage alliances, or in other words, to form marital ties. She really thinks highly of ."
Butler Ziyu smiled but did not reply.
"Alright, I’ve seen the clothing, I want to rest now, all of you can leave," Yun Ya said as she lay back on the bed, turning away, showing the back of her head to everyone.
Butler Ziyu gestured, and the servant pushed the clothing out again.
"Rest well, Princess, I will not disturb you," Butler Ziyu said.
Once the room was completely quiet, Yun Ya bit her quilt fiercely, feeling utterly ironic.
Country Bauhinia? Ji Lanyi you are impressive, even Empress Wu Zetian is not as formidable as you.
What nonsense about being called Your Highness, every ti they called her that, it made her feel nauseous.
She probably already guessed what Ji Lanyi had in mind.
Yun Ya suddenly opened her eyes, seeing a silent figure standing at the foot of the bed, clutching a sphere at her neck, instantly firing a silver needle towards that figure.
That person flipped in place, the silver needle barely grazing past the tips of their hair.
In the moonlight, the silver mask reflected a cold light.
Yun Ya’s eyes narrowed slightly, "Is it you?"
"Should I be relieved that the weapon I gave you ultimately pointed at ?" The man’s voice was cool and without warmth, with an undertone of helplessness.
Yun Ya curled her lips, slowly sitting up, her head still a bit dizzy from recent recovery, raising her hand to rub her forehead.
A flash of concern crossed the man’s eyes as he took a few steps forward.
"If you ca just to say these useless words, you can leave," Yun Ya said coldly.
"If you’re regretting now, I can take you away, to the edge of heaven and earth, wherever you want to go, I’ll accompany you..." the man’s deep voice unfolded slowly.
Yun Ya laughed once, her gaze icy: "Why should I go with you? Soon I’ll be a princess of a country, such a noble status, what about you? What can you offer ?"
The man strode several steps, "I don’t believe that’s what you truly think!"
"Ha... how well do you know ? I am just such a vain woman."
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