The afternoon sun slanted through the windows, streaming into the room and cloaking the shoulders of the boy and girl by the bed.
The girl's hand was held by the boy in one hand, while his other hand gently shook medicinal powder over her palm, covering the wound evenly.
Li Zhiyuan was very cautious when applying the medicine. Though he knew Alii wouldn't flinch from this pain, he felt heartache.
Even though he had recently experienced the sensation of almost being completely melted, he could endure pain when it fell on him, and afterward dismiss it.
After bandaging it well, he tied an intricate knot on the back of the girl's hand.
The girl placed her hand in front of her, examining it closely.
"Do not keep this. Whether it's me or Aunt Liu changing the dressing, you'll have to agree to untie it."
The girl nodded.
The door to the East Room was pushed open, and Li Zhiyuan and Alii walked out.
