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Upon hearing this, not only Qi Wei and Ning Feiwan, but even Wang Xian were left speechless by my argument.
"How could you say that!" Wei Wuxian snapped back to reality and couldn't help but give me a light smack on the head. "What nonsense are you talking about? When Song Zichen entrusted me with you, he specifically wanted me to help you see the world, broaden your horizons, and adapt to life in the present. If you end up becoming even more withdrawn, how am I supposed to explain that to him?"
"Ouch!" I winced, covering my head where he had hit me. "Well... I promise I’ll come up with a solid explanation in advance; there won’t be any problems..."
"No problems? That’s a huge problem! Let’s not even mention anything else; just the fact that you’ve been here at Yun Shen Bu Zhi Chu for less than two months and already got yourself into trouble—I don’t even know how to apologize for that!" Wei Wuxian said irritably.
"It’s just a minor injury; I’ll be fine after a good sleep..." I mumbled.
"No, it’s not that simple. Ms. Wei, you’re underestimating this injury," the doctor, who had been quietly listening, interjected seriously. "This time you were lucky not to have hit any vital tendons. If that sword had been just a little more off-target, your arm could have been rendered useless."
"It won’t happen; I was careful about the angle..."
"Wait," suddenly, a gentle hand rested on my uninjured right shoulder. "Did I hear that correctly? Little Flower, are you saying that you actually intended to confront the attack?"
"Uh..." Oh no, I let it slip! "No, you heard wrong; I didn’t say anything." I turned my head and forced a laugh.
"No, I heard it too!" Ning Feiwan stared at me in disbelief. "Ms. Wei, so you didn’t dodge Lan Juan's sword but deliberately took it instead?"
No, wait, that’s not what I meant! Not at all! Absolutely not!
"Little Flower," Wei Wuxian said softly, yet his tone carried an unmistakable warning. "It seems like you need to explain yourself properly."
"Uh, well..." My eyes darted around as I fumbled for words. "Should I say it was an accident? After all, at that moment, she bet that I would definitely dodge while I bet she wouldn’t dare to strike for real. In the end, both of us lost our bets, which led to this result..."
"Hmm? Is that really how it went?" The hand resting on my shoulder tightened slightly.
"Well, actually, I just wanted to scare Lan Juan a bit. After all, she's always had it out for me, and it gets annoying when she picks on me for no reason. Why not take this opportunity to let her have her way?" I couldn't help but mutter, "Who knew she was just a paper tiger? A little injury like this scared her off..."
"Ms. Wei, your body and hair are gifts from your parents; they should not be harmed. Regardless of the situation, you should never resort to self-harm as a means to an end," Lan Wangji said disapprovingly.
"However, since this was under the pretense of sparring, you should have exercised restraint. No matter how you look at it, this is indeed Lan Juan's fault," the physician remarked. "But, Ms. Wei, I must reiterate: this is definitely not a minor injury! Is it worth it to risk losing an arm just to prove a point?"
"Don't worry; my self-healing ability is quite strong. I'm used to injuries like this. As long as I get a good night's sleep, I'll be fine—there won't be any issues," I said nonchalantly. "I’m not just recklessly venting my frustrations; it's precisely because I'm confident that there won't be any problems that I dare to act so recklessly."
After all, it was my invincible Healing Spell that gave me the courage to use myself as bait in this tactic!
"A good night's sleep will fix it? Ms. Wei, you really do love to joke. With your injuries, even with the finest elixirs from the Gusu Lan's secret stash, it would take at least three days for the wounds to heal!" The physician completely dismissed my claims.
Wei Wuxian regarded me thoughtfully in response to my seemingly fanciful remarks.
"So, little flower, how long do you usually sleep to recover from your injuries?" he suddenly asked.
"Huh?" I was taken aback for a moment before finally grasping the meaning behind his words. "Oh, don't worry; it's really just one good sleep and I'll be fine by the next day."
If it weren't for my reluctance to casually reveal the existence of the Healing Spell, I wouldn't even need to sleep; I'd already be back to normal without enduring any of this suffering.
"Oh? Is that so?" Wei Wuxian teased with a grin. "Since you're so bold with your claims, let's see how well you recover by tomorrow. If you truly heal as you say, we'll make an exception and waive your punishment this time."
Upon hearing this, my eyes lit up. "Really? You promise?"
"But if it turns out that’s not the case..."
"Don't worry, I speak nothing but the truth!" I quickly assured.
Not having to face punishment was undoubtedly fantastic news for me!
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"Mian Fei... So you came down from Wailing Hill?"
On the way back to my room from the Medicine Room, Qi Wei couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
"Hmm? Didn't I mention it?" I tried to recall what exactly I had said before.
"No, you only mentioned that you were from Yiling," Ning Feiwan replied. "Actually, Ms. Wei, you’ve been hiding a lot of things, haven’t you?"
"Heh, just admitting I'm from Yiling got me treated like this. If I had said I was from Wailing Hill, wouldn't they have treated me like a monster?" I couldn't help but self-mock.
In response, Ning Feiwan hesitated for a moment, then quietly said, "I'm sorry..."
"It doesn't matter; after all, we are just passing through each other's lives. When the time comes, we'll naturally part ways without needing to care," I replied calmly.
Sorry, but I'm not some saintly figure. Given your previous attitude towards me, there's no way I could just say 'it's fine' and pretend nothing happened.
"Mian Fei, are you really leaving after just one year?" Qi Wei asked with a hint of reluctance.
"Yes, I agreed with Master Song to stay for only one year to learn."
"I think it's not just that; you will definitely come back again. Otherwise, why would they specifically arrange a guest position for you if it’s only for a year?" Ning Feiwan said dismissively.
"Please, don't joke around. I really don't want to come back," I said, unable to hold back a sigh, my tone filled with disdain.
Ning Feiwan looked at me thoughtfully, remaining silent.
After a moment, she suddenly spoke calmly, "Ms. Wei, you actually aren't completely incapable of fighting back, are you?"
At her words, I cast a lingering glance in her direction.
"No, I truly have no skills to fight back," I replied. "The only thing I can do is to stall for time against my opponent. As long as I can exhaust their stamina first, that would count as my victory."
"But when you had me bound, you could have taken advantage of my inability to move," Ning Feiwan said in confusion.
I paused for a moment, then suddenly realized and clapped my hands together.
"Ah, so that's how it works! But usually, I just choose to run away instead. Maybe next time I should try knocking you out!" I said with a pointless laugh.
Ning Feiwan looked at me in disbelief.
"...Ms. Wei, is the reason you were expelled from your sect truly because of your lack of talent?"
"Well, about that..." I pretended to scratch my head and gave her an innocent smile. "In any case, it has nothing to do with you."
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