Panicked, Chu Qingmeng hurried to help Mo Liujin lean against the daybed, then dug out the Yunnan Baiyao from her backpack to redress his wounds. Seeing his body covered in knife wounds—some shallow, some deep, and some already scarred—a sudden ache pierced her heart, and she asked in a muffled voice, "Why didn't you wear the clothes I gave you?"
"How could I bear to wear the first garment Qingmeng ever gave me onto the battlefield?" Seeing Chu Qingmeng like this, Mo Liujin raised a hand to stroke her head and asked softly, "What is it? Do you find me unsightly now?"
"I gave you those clothes to wear for your own protection! That garment is impervious to blades and arrows—are you an idiot?" Chu Qingmeng gently touched a scarred area, her eyes full of heartache. "You knew full well I wouldn't mind how you looked; I just had no idea you'd been living like this over the past year..."
Chapter 67