This chapter is a mess… －－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－－ A’Ru hadn't wanted Qi Yue to come along, but when she got the news and was heading out, she bumped right into Qi Yue coming from the storeroom. A’Ru considered lying, but her puffy eyes could only fool someone blind, and Qi Yue was certainly no fool. Moreover, Qi Yue was nearly ten years her senior—an "old person"—and to her, the young girl’s entire heart was written plainly on her face.

With just a few questions, it was all out: this was the first patient they had encountered since arriving, and he was injured. Qi Yue insisted on going too.

“If the old wound is aggravated, it will be very difficult to treat. That fellow said he couldn’t treat even a minor injury like last time; if I don’t go, what will you two do?” Qi Yue efficiently dismissed the other maids in the room, telling A’Ru to fetch clothes. “You two are just children, and you don’t have parents here. I won’t feel at ease if I don’t watch over you.”

They were clearly of similar age, and Qi Yue used to cling to A’Ru, like a child tugging at an adult’s hem. But now, the dynamic had flipped, and she was treating them like children…

A’Hao had secretly laughed with A’Ru several times about this. A’Ru knew she couldn't say it aloud: the Young Master standing before them now was not the Young Master from before. She could only keep it buried within. Both had alluded to it when they saved A’Hao, but neither had ever brought it up again afterward, as if it had never happened.

After all, that was something simply impossible to mention.

While A’Ru was still wrestling with her thoughts, Qi Yue had already changed into simple attire and instructed A’Ru to