She Holds the World After Being Reborn
Chapter 219 The child is gone, the eyes are blind

Chapter 219: Chapter 219 The child is gone, the eyes are blind

Li Chengyuan couldn’t believe that Mo Shan actually dared to splash a basin of water directly onto her.

She was stunned on the spot.

By the time she reacted, sharp pain was coming from her eyes and the palms of her hands.

She didn’t even have time to punish Mo Shan, she could only hurry and shout, "Go call the doctor over, quick!"

The dull pain deep in her eyeballs made her feel as though her entire brain was about to explode.

In agony, Li Chengyuan rolled on the ground, hands clutching her head, unable to stop herself from banging against the bedpost.

When Mo Shan went out, she saw her in this state and, for once, a hint of relief appeared on her otherwise expressionless face.

Her lips curled up ever so slightly, and once she bathed in the sunlight outside, she once again became the inconspicuous maid, Mo Shan.

By the time the doctor arrived, Li Chengyuan had already hit her forehead until it bled, lying on the ground soaked and at death’s door.

The doctor, frightened, hurried forward to take her pulse, and only relaxed after confirming she was still breathing.

"What happened here?" the doctor asked as he noticed the soaked bedding, stunned.

Mo Shan calmly pulled out dry bedding from the cabinet and methodically began setting it up right in front of the doctor.

The doctor watched, dumbfounded.

This Princess Yaochi was a master after all, yet she was left to lie on the ground.

This maid, whose face he could never quite remember, could it be that her status was higher than the Princess’s?

The doctor was in turmoil.

"All done." By now, Mo Shan had swiftly made the bed and picked up Li Chengyuan from the ground, dried her clothes with her inner strength, and placed her on the bed.

This series of actions earned her even more respect from the doctor.

After reapplying medicine and dressing the wounds, the day had grown late.

Li Chengyuan slowly came to consciousness, starving.

The room was empty. With a kick, she threw off the bedding that was making her sweat profusely.

She couldn’t keep sitting around and waiting for death.

Li Chengyuan was no fool and had plans of her own.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have resolutely used her back to block the dagger thrown by Xiao Pingfeng.

She was increasing her significance in Xiao Hongshen’s eyes.

The child was gone.

She was blinded.

She had lost the privilege of being spoiled and arrogant before Xiao Hongshen.

And yet, until now, Xiao Hongshen had not come to see her.

This man, his heart was truly cold.

Li Chengyuan licked her chapped lips and, propping herself up, walked to the table to pour herself a glass of water.

"Mo Shan." With the relief of the water, her throat felt somewhat better.

Li Chengyuan called out toward the door.

After a moment, the door was pushed open from the outside. Mo Shan looked at her calmly, her expression devoid of any emotion, "What does the Princess require?"

"I want to see the Seventh Prince." Li Chengyuan cut straight to the point.

She didn’t want to stay in Xiliang City any longer; she wanted to return to the Capital City.

Mo Shan’s formulaic voice continued, "The Prince is busy and has no time to see the Princess."

"Take me to see him," Li Chengyuan insisted.

"I’m afraid that’s not possible. The military camp is a restricted area; outsiders are not allowed to enter," said Mo Shan.

Li Chengyuan took a deep breath, sat down holding the edge of the table, forcibly suppressing the restlessness in her heart, "I can wait for him in his study until he returns."

"The Princess should not move around recklessly. This compound has already been secured with a formation by the City Lord; it is quite safe. Cao Qianhu brought back news that the assassin from a few days ago vowed to kill the Princess. It would be wise for the Princess to be cautious and take good care of herself, not to cause the Seventh Prince further concern."

The words meant to be comforting came out with biting sarcasm from Mo Shan’s mouth.

If Xiao Hongshen had even a bit of concern, he would have come to see her, wouldn’t he?

Li Chengyuan felt profoundly distressed.

For the first time, she didn’t fly into a rage, but instead waved her hand, signaling for Mo Shan to leave.

Mo Shan gave her a faint glance and closed the door unhurriedly.

...

Yan Wanqing headed westward, passing through hills shrouded in blowing sand, like a tireless butterfly, making for Xiliang City.

After two days of continuous travel, she was still above the desert.

If she couldn’t find water soon, she feared she might die of dehydration.

Yan Wanqing sat on the scorching sand, her lips cracked and dry.

Her fear of Song Huaxu’s martial strength grew increasingly profound.

A distance of a thousand li in one night, she was left far behind.

"Water..." Yan Wanqing murmured deliriously, as the sun seemed to split into two, then three, before she finally fainted from dehydration in the desert.

The very Song Huaxu she feared stood in the distance amidst the sandstorm, showing no intent to come closer.

He watched from afar, his feet not even touching the sand.

When he saw Yan Wanqing fall onto the sand, not even a flicker of expression crossed Song Huaxu’s face.

Time passed unknowingly, the sun grew even more scorching, yet Song Huaxu still showed no sign of approaching, until a carriage slowly made its way over the horizon.

The maid from afar spotted a human figure on the ground, pausing in surprise.

"Miss, there seems to be someone lying over there."

The lady called ’Miss’, with a beautiful face and ambitious eyes that couldn’t be concealed, heard her maid’s voice and drew back the carriage curtain to look in the distance.

At first, she didn’t take it seriously, but when she realized who it was, a sharp glint flashed in her eyes.

"Aman, stop the carriage," the lady called out to the maid.

Aman reined in the horses, looking towards the lady who had drawn back the curtain, puzzled, "Miss, do you want to save her?"

The lady chuckled softly, "Save her, of course we must save her."

This was an old acquaintance of hers; how could she not save her?

Upon hearing her mistress’ order, Aman immediately got down from the carriage, with her feet treading through the yellow sand.

"Miss, it’s a woman, and she’s quite beautiful," Aman called back to the carriage loudly.

The lady gestured towards her, "Bring the person here quickly, it’s hot outside."

Aman scooped the person onto her shoulder without delay.

Yan Wanqing, already in a daze, now felt as if her organs were shifting as she was hoisted onto a shoulder.

"Hiss..."

She inhaled sharply with a low gasp.

Aman stopped and looked around, touching the back of her head in confusion.

"I thought I heard a sound just now, where did it go?"

Yan Wanqing passed out from the pain.

By the time she came to, her clothes had been changed.

She opened her eyes to the swaying roof of the carriage, decorated with complex patterns that made one’s head spin.

"You’re awake, have some water." A gentle voice sounded by her ear, and a water flask was handed over.

Yan Wanqing instinctively opened her mouth and drank nearly half the flask before she finally felt better.

The sweet water settled in her stomach, making her feel as if she had been given a new lease on life.

"Whew—" Yan Wanqing exhaled a heavy breath of turbid air.

"Want some melon?" The person beside her offered a slice of melon, a lustrous jade bracelet on the delicate wrist.

Yan Wanqing narrowed her eyes slightly, robustly wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Many thanks to the Princess for saving my life, no, I should now address you as Queen."