Qing Yueqiu dazedly opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was the rosy-cheeked face of Ye Liyuan.
"Ah, Yueqiu, you're awake!"
"Mistress? Where's Master...?"
Qing Yueqiu blurted it out instinctively, then immediately regretted it.
'How could I mention wanting to see Master right in front of Mistress...'
In fact, Qing Yueqiu's worries were not unfounded. After seeing the disappointment in the silver-haired girl's eyes, Ye Liyuan, who had just been all smiles, immediately pouted.
"Yueqiu, don't tell me you're disappointed that it's your mistress taking care of you?"
"Of course not! Yueqiu would never think that way of you, Mistress..."
Feeling guilty and anxious, Qing Yueqiu propped herself up and tried her best to explain.
"Oh, dear, why are you so nervous, child... I was just teasing you. Don't reopen your wounds, or Ah Han will see and say I was bullying you."
Ye Liyuan gently helped Qing Yueqiu lie back down and stuck her tongue out playfully.
