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As the conversation reached this point, Xinrong found herself unable to respond further and could only continue tidying up the items on the table to ease the awkwardness.
However, the woman leaning on the table suddenly seemed to remember something and called out loudly to Xinrong, her beautiful watery eyes sparkling with a brilliance that was even more dazzling than the sunlight outside.
"Xinrong, can I discuss something with you?" She quickly ran to Xinrong's side, and before Xinrong could react, the woman's hand had already grasped her wrist, gently shaking it while meeting her gaze filled with desire.
A sense of foreboding rose in Xinrong's heart, but she could only nod slowly and cautiously say, "Miss, please feel free to speak. As long as it is within my ability, I will do my best."
"You can definitely do it!" Mo Xier's smile grew brighter, intensifying Xinrong's unease. "Xinrong, could you ask Dr. Li if he can change my prescription or if I can stop taking the medicine altogether?"
Without thinking twice, Xinrong pulled her hand away from the woman in surprise and exclaimed, "Miss, are you joking? If I were to ask Dr. Li about this and Master finds out, how would I continue serving you?"
"What does this have to do with your master?"
With a light sigh, Xinrong replied slowly, "Miss, you may not know this, but Master has already given orders to the entire General's residence for us servants to take good care of you. If I were to ask about this for you, wouldn't that mean I'm helping you avoid taking medicine? How can your wounds heal without it? If Master finds out, how can I stay in the General's residence?"
Mo Xier didn't think that far ahead; she lowered her head in grievance and murmured softly, "But I really don't want to take that medicine. Why is there no Western medicine here?"
Though her voice was small, Xinrong heard her clearly and even caught a term she had never heard before: Western medicine? What kind of medicine was that?
"Miss, what did you just say about Western medicine? What is it? Why have I never heard of it before?"
Mo Xier instinctively covered her lips, feeling a wave of self-reproach for being so careless as to speak her thoughts so directly.
Quickly forcing a smile onto her face, she tried to cover up her slip. "What Western or Eastern medicine? You must have misheard! I never mentioned those words! Aren't you going out? Hurry up and leave; if there's anything later, I'll naturally call for you!"
"Ah, right! Master asked me to tell you that he will be leaving tomorrow morning. If you wish, you can go see him off; who knows when you'll see him again next time."
Pushing Xinrong's hand, she suddenly paused, not expecting the time of parting to come so quickly. Lowering her eyelids to hide her expression, she softly said, "Understood, I need to rest. You should go out quickly!"
As she spoke, she didn't give Xinrong a chance to respond and directly pushed him out the door, swiftly closing it behind him.
The woman leaning against the door let out a light sigh and tapped her head with her hand. She was truly muddled by that herbal medicine, to have said such nonsense to Xinrong.
Thinking about what she had just said, she couldn't help but feel a bit desolate.
On the other side of the door, Xinrong stood there in a daze, holding the bowl in his hand, unable to comprehend what had just happened. What was all this chaos? Had the girl injured her face and also hurt her mind?
Shaking his head slightly, Xinrong didn't dwell on it too much. After putting away the items in the kitchen, he stood outside the door quietly, keeping watch.
That night, the general's residence was silent, with only the night watchmen and patrolling servants moving back and forth. A dark figure silently appeared in Night Star's room without making a sound.
The man sitting back in his chair only slightly moved his eyes but did not seem surprised; he didn't even look at the newcomer and spoke in a deep voice, "What have you found out?"
The visitor was none other than a person in black clothing with cold eyes. "Replying to my lord, I have received news that those from Penglai Nation are currently at the border you intend to visit. Additionally, through my investigation, Miss Mo's identity may not be simple."
His deep-set eyes suddenly darkened. How could a woman with hair that could change from black to white have a simple identity? Since he couldn't recall it himself, he could only rely on his own strength to investigate.
Fortunately, the investigation wasn't too slow; after several months, there was finally some progress.
"Send someone to continue following them. Be careful not to be discovered and gather information carefully. Try to delay them before I arrive; I must see them in person!"
His gaze held a hint of determination. Regarding Mo Xier, he always wanted to take matters into his own hands; he could never feel at ease letting others handle it.
Thinking of Mo Xier, a corner of his heart softened instantly, and even his expression became much gentler.
"Also, this time you don't need to follow me. I have already promised her that you will stay in the residence to protect her."
The figure in black suddenly raised his gaze, filled with surprise and doubt. After following him for so many years, this was the first time he was instructed to follow someone else. As he pondered, his earlier thoughts became increasingly clear.
It seemed that the master's heart had already been tightly captured by that woman, to the point that he himself was unaware of it.
"Master, there are many people who can protect her; it doesn't have to be me. Why not let someone else follow her?" he asked tentatively, still feeling uneasy after being by Night Star's side for so many years.
Raising a hand, the man maintained a serious expression. "It's fine. With Old Madam in the residence, I am not at ease. If you stay, I will feel more secure. Besides, she is a weak woman who needs protection."
Seeing the man's determination, the figure in black said no more and simply lowered his head in agreement.
Night Star remained silent for a moment, his deep-set eyes growing even more profound as he continued to instruct, "In addition to you, leave some people behind. Wherever she goes, they must follow her closely and ensure her absolute safety!"
"Understood!"
As the voice faded away, the figure in black swiftly disappeared into the night. The night wind gently blew open the window, and the candlelight flickered within the room. That night, Night Star hardly slept at all, sitting at the table for most of the evening.
It wasn't until dawn broke with a hint of warmth from the east that the man briefly closed his eyes while seated but stood up again after only a moment of rest.
Early in the morning, the entire General's residence became lively as preparations were made to send him off. Everyone stood at the entrance waiting for him to emerge; even Liu Xuxin was supporting Old Madam at the door, eagerly anticipating his appearance.
After a brief wait, Night Star appeared in full armor. He walked with an imposing presence; his face showed no trace of emotion yet exuded an even greater majesty. His cold gaze created a sense of distance that frightened others but also made them unconsciously want to draw closer.
This man possessed a remarkable aura that seemed to pull one in at first glance, as if one had fallen into deep waters from which escape was impossible—one could only surrender and indulge in it!
From Liu Xuxin's perspective, looking against the sunlight made it difficult to see the man's face clearly. However, his walking posture was deeply etched in her mind; that moment of heart fluttering would forever remain unforgettable.
Approaching Old Madam, he did not perform a grand gesture due to the inconvenience of wearing armor, but instead bowed respectfully and said in a deep voice, "Today, I will set off. Please take care of yourself at home, Mother!"
Although his gaze was lowered, the corners of his eyes were constantly scanning the surroundings, as if searching for someone.
Night Star moved cautiously, showing no signs of being different from usual.
Old Madam paid no attention to Night Star's words, slightly nodding and perfunctorily saying, "This trip is different from the last; you must be extra careful. You need to reassure the Emperor and ensure that the Empire remains stable. Remember, you are a Night Family member. Protecting the Emperor and the nation is your duty and obligation! Do you understand?"
Not a single word in her lengthy speech expressed concern for his safety; it was all warnings! Such a perfunctory attitude and indifferent mindset would chill anyone's heart! When had any mother ever been so cold towards her son?
Yet Night Star seemed to have long since grown accustomed to it; there was no trace of emotion on his indifferent face as he merely nodded, his peripheral vision still searching.
Beside him, the shy Liu Xuxin took a deep breath and finally mustered the courage to step forward, softly saying, "Cousin, you must return safely this time. I will be waiting for you here!"
Her ambiguous words received no response from Night Star.
After a long while, he finally gave up; it seemed that woman would not appear. Adjusting his armor, he took one last look at the General's residence before decisively turning away, only to be drawn back by a gasp from behind.
Not far away, a woman in a flowing white dress approached gracefully. Her face was concealed by a white veil, leaving only her enchanting eyes visible, making her seem ethereal.
Stopping in his tracks, his eyes filled with an unprecedented brightness as he looked at her; in that moment, it felt as if she was the only one in his world.
"Be careful," she said as she walked towards him step by step, as if traversing mountains and rivers. She looked directly at him but only uttered those simple four words.
As if carrying thousands of unspoken words within them, their gazes met for an instant, and Night Star could clearly sense her concern for him.
His tightly pressed lips involuntarily curled upward. He mounted his horse and slightly nodded at her without replying; her single sentence had already conveyed more than a thousand words.
Heaven knows how long she struggled in the yard before she gathered the courage to send him off.
As his figure faded into the distance, Mo Xier's gaze finally lost its fear, staring straight at him. Her eyes concealed too many emotions, as if only when she was not being seen could she be so unrestrained.
Liu Xuxin watched this unfold, filled with hatred in her heart. Jade Bitch! Even with her face looking like that, she still flaunted herself in front of a man! How shameless!
Old Madam glanced at her lightly but said nothing, leading Liu Xuxin away. This left Mo Xier somewhat puzzled. What was going on today? Had she changed her temperament?
No one was causing trouble, which was good; it spared her from having a bad mood all day!
She respectfully bowed to Old Madam. With Night Star gone, what was she still doing here? Since it was still early, she might as well go back and take a nap!
Sitting in front of the vanity mirror, a small porcelain bottle on the table caught her attention. Since she had nothing else to do, she gently tore open the gauze on her face and applied the ointment, feeling a refreshing coolness that was quite comfortable.
Taking a sniff, the fragrance of Crabapple Blossom filled her nostrils. She examined the scars on her face closely in the mirror and noticed that they were visibly healing compared to before; the healing process was quite fast.
The area where she applied the ointment began to feel slightly itchy after initially being cool and even started to redden slowly. Mo Xier frowned slightly and couldn't help but reach out to rub it.
Stepping back from the mirror, she let down her tied hair and shook her head, using her black locks to cover the injured area, though it was still clearly visible.
The bright red marks sprawled across her face like centipedes, looking somewhat terrifying. Her stunning beauty began to twist under the influence of these marks.
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