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I was just about to sit up when he pressed his hand down on me.
"Don't move, just lie still."
I gently patted his hand, reassuring him not to worry.
"It's nothing, just a few minor injuries. It doesn't hurt anymore. Besides, my self-healing ability is strong; as long as I get a good night's sleep, I'll be fine."
"Don't be stubborn." He couldn't help but frown.
"Don't worry, I'm not being stubborn." I firmly pulled his hand away and slowly sat up. "But I feel bad for having caused such a fuss for something so trivial that it alarmed Lord Ze Wu."
"No, the one who should apologize is me. This incident stemmed from our lack of oversight; I hope you can forgive me." Lan Xichen lowered his gaze, looking remorseful. "We have been too lenient in supervising the conduct of the Female Cultivators. I have instructed Wangji to reorganize their discipline to ensure that similar incidents do not occur again."
"Uh... Lord Ze Wu is being too harsh..." To this, I truly didn't know what to say.
Sigh, this is great; not only have I escalated the situation, but I've probably also maximized the animosity between me and all the Female Cultivators at Yunshen Buzhichu!
I could already imagine the days ahead of being glared at by a group of girls, united in their resentment... Well, isn't that pretty much how it is now? Hmm, then it's no big deal.
After all, we'll face whatever comes our way; we'll take it one step at a time.
Suddenly, Lan Xichen reached out and gently stroked my head.
"Thank goodness you're okay..." he murmured softly.
I was momentarily stunned before breaking into a smile. "Of course I'm fine; I'm quite formidable."
Lan Xichen blinked in surprise and then chuckled lightly.
"Seeing you so spirited puts my mind at ease." He withdrew his hand and sighed softly. "Well then, you should rest well. I won't disturb you any longer."
"Mm, good night." I smiled as I bid him farewell. After a moment's thought, I added to emphasize, "Lord Ze Wu, I really am fine; please don't worry."
Hearing this, he merely smiled faintly, a hint of sorrow lingering between his brows, and said nothing more.
Sigh, it seems this person is just like Master Song, overly concerned about everything!
***
It felt like I had just fallen asleep when the bell for the hour of the Rabbit rang.
I lay in bed, slowly opening my eyes, contemplating whether to get up on my own or to wait until Qi Wei came to rouse me.
I had originally planned to use my injury as an excuse to skip classes, but unfortunately, that plan had been completely disrupted...
In my hesitation, a strange rustling sound caught my attention—
What was that noise? Are there bugs?
Turning my head towards the sound, I was stunned to see—
At some point, a palm-sized paper figure had appeared on the floor, wobbling its way slowly toward the edge of the bed.
I shivered involuntarily, silently lifting the covers and sitting up slowly, quietly watching the eerie paper figure.
What... is this? Is it Natori's paper talisman? Did it get mixed up in the wrong scene? (Note: Natori is an exorcist skilled in paper manipulation from "Natsume's Book of Friends.")
Even so, I couldn't shake the feeling that this thing looked somewhat familiar; it felt vaguely reminiscent...
The paper figure gradually floated and moved closer, then stumbled and bumped into the foot of the bed. After pausing for a moment, it began to laboriously climb up the bed frame. After much effort, it finally reached the bed surface and rested in an Orz position to catch its breath before straightening up and continuing to approach me.
As I watched, my initial fear transformed into calmness and then curiosity—what on earth is this thing?
Just as it was about to touch me, I couldn't help but reach out and lightly flick its head with my finger.
It suddenly stopped moving, and a voice emerged from it.
"Xiaohua, hurry up and get ready! I need to check on you soon!"
As soon as the words were spoken, the paper figure floated down and lay flat on the bed, no longer moving.
I tentatively poked it, then reached out to pick it up for a closer look, confirming that it was just an ordinary piece of paper shaped like a person.
I see... It seems this is different from the paper avatar technique Wei Wuxian used at the Golden Scale Platform; it’s simply a communication talisman cut into a human shape and manipulated with spiritual energy, without any spirit attached.
Is it really necessary to go through all this trouble just to wake someone up?
Well... in any case, I should get up and get ready!
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Not long after I had tidied myself up, there was a sudden knock at the door.
"Xiaohua, are you awake? Can we come in?" Wei Wuxian's clear voice came through.
I quickly got up and opened the door, greeting everyone outside. "Good morning, Senior Wei, Hanguang Jun, Huaisu."
"Good morning! Hmm, you seem to be looking quite well. Are you really okay?" Wei Wuxian rubbed his chin as he looked me over. "Looks like your backside has escaped unscathed?"
"I told you I was fine," I replied with a confident smile.
For my injury, you woke up early despite not having to rise until later; I can't help but think that's quite a hassle for you.
Once everyone entered the room, I handed the paper figure back to Wei Wuxian.
"Senior Wei, please don’t scare me like that next time," I complained with a hint of exasperation.
"Hey, are you scared? Do you have such a weak heart? I even made it look cute!" Wei Wuxian took the paper figure and examined it for a moment, then laughed, "Oh, I get it now. Next time, I should add a smiley face."
...That would feel even creepier! I couldn't help but feel speechless.
"Now then, Ms. Wei, let's check your wound. Young Master Wei and Hanguang Jun, please wait here for a moment."
The healer didn't distinguish between genders, but the other bystanders had to avoid any suspicion. Lan Huaisu led me behind the screen and had me sit on the edge of the bed before he began to unwrap the cloth that was bound around my shoulder.
"Eh?!" He suddenly widened his eyes in shock. "This..."
Hearing his exclamation, Wei Wuxian, who was on the other side of the screen, couldn't help but ask nervously, "What's wrong?"
"N-no..." Lan Huaisu stared blankly at my shoulder, which looked perfectly fine for quite a while before he snapped back to reality and adjusted my clothing. He then carefully took the cloth in his hand and walked out.
Noticing his unusual expression, Lan Wangji couldn't help but frown. "What is it?"
"Reporting to Hanguang Jun, there's no injury." Lan Huaisu said with an incredulous look on his face. "Not even a scab or scar; there isn't even a trace... But that blood hole from yesterday did indeed penetrate all the way to the bone; I saw it with my own eyes—there's no way it could be fake." He lowered his head to look at the blood-stained cloth in his hand, a knot forming between his brows. "But it’s only been a day..."
He belonged to a branch of the Lan family and was about the same age as Lan Wangji. Although young, he had considerable experience among those in Gusu Lan who specialized in medicine and was a regular physician in the Medicine Room, often responsible for treating injuries sustained by disciples during night hunts. He had seen various injuries of all sizes and generally had an idea of how long different wounds took to heal. But now, he simply couldn't believe what he was seeing...
I redressed calmly and walked out from behind the screen.
"Senior Wei, as promised, I'm off the hook this time!"
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