Chapter 6

Chapter 6

After settling Bai Ruohuan down, I hurried off to deal with Liang Qingci.

He was still lying where he had been, battered and ragged, covered in blood.

In the last cycle, I’d been able to touch him. No idea if it would work this time.

Muttering to myself, I reached out, intending to drag him up and toss him somewhere people would find him. But the moment I extended my hand, his eyes opened.

A flicker of surprise crossed Liang Qingci’s face, but he quickly returned to that lifeless, dead-fish expression of his.

“No need.” He dodged my hand, turned his head, and coughed twice. Then he braced himself on one elbow, trying to push himself up.

With his movements, more and more blood gushed from his wounds, staining his clothes red. As if he couldn’t feel pain at all, he swayed to his feet.

“You can see me too?” I leaned in and waved myself in front of him.

“If I’m not supposed to see you, then just pretend I can’t.” He didn’t even lift his eyelids as he walked toward the light on his own.

His face had gone even paler. Paired with that frail body, he looked like a wandering ghost.

And of all things, the direction he was walking in happened to be exactly where I’d placed Bai Ruohuan. I clicked my tongue at fate’s stubbornness.

I stretched out an arm to block him. “Go somewhere else.”

Liang Qingci glanced at me. “She’s over there?”

“Huh?”

“Bai Ruohuan.”

“Yeah.” A strange feeling rose in my chest. How did he know it was Bai Ruohuan?

Liang Qingci said nothing else. He turned around and took another path.

Even though the road he’d been on before was clearly the shortest one, and the easiest place for palace servants to find him.

After thinking it over, I still darted in front of him.

Whoa. With that much blood loss, the guy was practically down to his last breath.

I grabbed one of his arms and took off running, folding the distance beneath my feet as I shoved him right in front of a patrol of palace servants.

“Your Highness?!” the palace servants cried in shock.

I slipped away in silence, concealing my contributions and my glory.

Then I went back to find Bai Ruohuan. She had already woken up and was touching the back of her neck, looking pensive.

Why did I feel the tiniest bit guilty?

“Things are about to get chaotic,” I said, taking hold of her wrist. “Come with me. We’ll leave the palace first.”

She leaned closer and sniffed me. “You smell like blood.”

Bai Ruohuan lifted her eyes to me, frost in her gaze. “Who did you go see after knocking me out?”

“Aren’t you my Pillow Immortal alone?”

Uh, well…

I decided to answer the easier question first. “Of course I’m not your exclusive Pillow Immortal. How could an immortal be bound by-”

Bai Ruohuan flung my hand away and walked off with a cold expression.

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