Ling Hua that night, again came down with a high fever.
She sat on the bed hugging the quilt, wondering if she could still pathetically seek out Yan Qing?
After pondering for half an hour, she felt that compared to the previous few days, the fever wasn't as unbearable, it seemed to be nearing its end, so since he had made his point clear beforehand, she decided not to look for him, lest he truly got annoyed with her.
She called Liuli over, "Don't sleep, read me a picture book."
Liuli started with a jolt, "Miss, I'm not good at reading, you know that."
"I know," Ling Hua nodded, "It's okay, just read, I just can't stand being alone and unable to sleep because it's too uncomfortable."
Liuli turned to find a picture book, "Alright then."
When Liuli read the picture book, she really had no gift for intonation, reading it all in a monotone. She could reveal countless sword techniques if she held a Sword Manual, but reading a picture book, truly, it was challenging for her.