「Three quiet days passed in the Cold Palace Sword Mansion.」
Under Pei Yuhang's meticulous care, Ye Liyuan's eyes had improved significantly. Today, she could finally remove her blindfold.
"Liyuan, I'm going to take it off now."
"Okay, Ah Han. Go ahead."
Feeling the person behind her carefully brush aside her black hair, Ye Liyuan's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her fair fingers subconsciously twisted the corner of her robes.
As the darkness receded, a sliver of light seeped into her eyes like morning dew.
She slowly opened her eyes. At first, she could only make out a blurry figure, but it gradually came into focus—
It was the handsome face that had haunted her dreams, the face of her Ah Han, right before her.
Pei Yuhang's sharp brows were slightly furrowed, his star-like eyes filled with worry. Only after seeing her open her eyes successfully did a gentle smile appear on his face.
"Liyuan, how are you feeling now?"
"Ah Han!"
