Wanting Both?
Xiaoyao pulled another bottle from her tunic. It was entirely emerald green and clearly no ordinary item. A wave of silent panic washed over her: *Why didn't it cross my mind to switch bottles before using the medicine the Queen Mother just gave me? This stands out far too much. Who could have foreseen that this little girl Anian would manage to get herself injured just by attending a banquet?* But she had no choice—she couldn't simply stand by and watch Anian suffer without bringing out the medicine.
Dropping to one half-knee on the ground, Xiaoyao carefully applied the medicine to Anian, pursing her lips to blow on the burn with tender gentleness. As she blew, she murmured:
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