Liu Yingnan’s gaze darkened.
She lowered her head, "It’s not settled yet, and there’s no dicine. Ru, you have to wait a few more days."
Liu Jiru moved his chapped lips, revealing a simple smile.
"Alright, I’ll listen to Sister."
Liu Yingnan took out a piece of pastry, "Here, have a taste. This was granted to by the Princess, so everyone can have so."
The maid helped Liu Jiru sit up, and he managed to take a small bite.
"Is it tasty?" Liu Yingnan asked.
Liu Jiru nodded, "It’s delicious."
Liu Yingnan smiled, "Ru, recover well, and every ti I return from the palace, I’ll bring you food."
She chatted with Liu Jiru for a while, but Young Master Liu was still battling illness, lacking strength.
Before long, he fell asleep.
Liu Yingnan tucked him in, gave a few instructions to the maid, and then left the room.
Walking into the courtyard, she slightly turned her head, looking at her brother’s room with its flickering dim candlelight.
When no one was watching, Liu Yingnan let out a cold smile, like a sudden gleam of frost that disappeared in an instant.
That night.
Bai Zhi’er had a bad dream.
In the dream, she was chased endlessly through the mountains by a big monster with three heads and six arms.
"Oooh, don’t co near!" Bai Zhi’er waved her little hands, trying to use mana, but alas, it was futile!
She could only effortfully swing her chubby little legs, running across the wild mountains.
The monster behind her, eyes flaring with crimson fire, pursued relentlessly.
"Stop, I’m going to eat you." It kept howling.
Eventually, Bai Zhi’er was caught by her little ankle.
The monster lifted her up, and Bai Zhi’er struggled, kicking its hand with her other little foot.
Yet it just drew laughter from the monster, "Are you tickling ?"
Bai Zhi’er was tearless from despair, "Mother, save , a monster’s going to eat Zhi’er!"
But to her surprise, the monster stared at her with its blood-red eyes.
"I’m not a monster, I’m the Demon Lord. You’ve been wanting to find , well I’m right here. Let’s see who eats who first today."
Then, it opened its huge mouth and tossed Bai Zhi’er in.
The little one was scared awake with a jolt.
Her delicate porcelain face was drenched in cold sweat.
The room was tranquil with the night’s silence, moonlight gently spilling across the floor.
"Phew, it was just a dream." She wiped the sweat from her forehead with her little hand.
Scared the baby out of her mind!
She had never seen the Demon Lord’s true form, but had read about it in the Heavenly Book.
It was said that he was monstrously strange, capable of devouring everything, making the sun and moon lose their light.
Back then, Bai Zhi’er rembered this description deeply.
She recalled her mother’s words, saying that the Demon Lord was their greatest and most dangerous enemy.
The little one patted her heart, her soft childish voice muttered, "Wherever the Demon Lord goes, bad things will follow."
"If Zhi’er keeps doing good deeds, maybe he won’t co!"
Bai Zhi’er thought and thought, then tilted back, belly up, falling into peaceful sleep once more.
The next day.
Feng Fuce ca to find Bai Zhi’er.
The little one was swinging in the yard.
"Sister Qingi, push harder. Baby wants to fly to the sky~"
Qingi, panting, "Princess, I’ve been pushing really hard, if I do it any more, I’m afraid you’ll fall out!"
Bai Zhi’er’s small face was filled with excitent, "I’m not afraid!"
Suddenly!
She felt a strong force push her swing aggressively.
This ti, Bai Zhi’er’s skirt swung very high, and the little one let out a "Ya" sound!
Qingi worriedly said beside her, "Marquis, please don’t push anymore. If the Princess gets hurt, it will be terrible."
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