Ying Qi then lowered her head in alarm: "I dare not."
Indeed, she had been a bit carried away these days.
How could she forget that no matter how much she resembled the master, she was merely a stand-in.
If the master didn't need her following, she could only obediently stay here.
Ying Qi bit her lip, lowering her head deeply to conceal the unwillingness in her eyes.
Once again, she was acutely aware that no matter how dazzling she appeared on the outside, in the eyes of those in the know, she remained a pitiable stand-in.
The restless thoughts in her mind swelled even more.
Ying Yi saw her like this and frowned slightly.
Without a word, he took out a small porcelain bottle and handed it to her: "Here's your medicine for this month."
Ying Qi's eyes lit up upon seeing it, and she accepted it with thanks.
After Ying Yi left, Ying Qi hurriedly went to the mirror, impatiently opened the bottle, and swallowed the pearl-like pill inside.
