The herbal paste grew warmer as time passed, making the entire body feel cozy; what a miraculous paste this was indeed.
The Fifth Princess turned to look at Miss Xiao, who was hugging her knees, shivering, her face devoid of color, and her eyelids growing heavier. She sensed something was amiss.
She asked her junior sister beside her to take four patches and quietly sent them over.
She might wish to see the other party make a fool of herself—it was a personal dislike and selfishness—but if the other really died here, it would be hard to explain to the Tianyuan Sect, and it wouldn't benefit her brother's pursuit of that supreme position.
Perhaps the other might even become her sister-in-law, so misfortune was one thing, but watching her lose her life was another altogether.
Even though Miss Xiao still didn't want to, she didn't resist as much.
Seeing that person not looking this way, she let her warmly apply the patch.
"We can go now."
