Sick Beauty [Rebirth]

Chapter 3: Nightingale.

"...What keeping a hidden mistress? Don't speak nonsense!" He Lanze scolded, "Junior Brother Ye was invaded by divine fire and was seriously injured. He requires the cold jade bed to recuperate, so I only kept him here to look after him."

Rong Ran smiled: "I'm just joking, what is Senior Brother Helan so nervous about?"

He Lanze still wanted to speak, but he caught a glimpse of something white in his peripheral vision.

It was Ye Yunlan's feet.

Without boots, those feet were covered by the hem of his silk lower garment, only half of it exposed. Yet, it was dazzlingly white. Cyan veins faintly visible were like a dark river winding underneath his skin, depicting an unspeakable morbidity and fragility.

He Lanze frowned deeply.

Although he had set up a dust-removing formation everywhere in this room and he would not be dirtied even if he walked around barefoot, the ground was cold and Junior Brother Ye had not healed from his injuries. How can he be so unruly and not properly take care of his own body?

Rong Ran's words were thrown to the back of his brain. He strode to Ye Yunlan's side and knelt down on one knee. Putting his sword on the ground, he held the opposite party's right foot.

In his hand, it felt cold and smooth, as if he was holding a piece of cold jade.

Ye Yunlan didn't expect He Lanze's sudden move. He frowned slightly. His fingertips bent, wanting to grab the queting sword on his bedside.

But, there was a slight pain in his chest. His face tightened. In the end he didn't move. He only put his pale hand on the carved chair and looked down at He Lanze with an indifferent expression.

He Lanze took out a pair of snow-white cloud shoes from his storage ring. A clear aura lingered on them, showing it was a very precious high-grade spiritual weapon.

He held Ye Yunlan's right foot and put on his boots. He said in a deep voice: "The ground is cold. It's wrong for Junior Brother to go barefoot. Don't do that in the future. Besides, Senior Brother has warned you yesterday that your internal injuries have not healed, so you still have to stay on the cold jade bed to recuperate. Did you forget again?"

Ye Yunlan remained silent, but Rong Ran on the side added in a word: "Senior Brother Helan, now I know how caring you are towards Ah Lan."

He Lanze carefully sorted out the cloud shoes before getting up: "I am his Senior Brother, of course I should be concerned for my Junior Brother."

"But this is the first time I have seen Senior Brother He Lan willing to squat down and help another put on their boots." Rong Ran smiled lightly.

"It's just a small matter, I did it casually. Junior Brother Ye is seriously injured, so naturally I have to take good care of him." He Lanze answered without changing his face. He looked sideways at Rong Ran, with slightly raised eyebrows, "But I am a little confused. Junior Brother Ye was obviously born with a good appearance, so why did Junior Brother Rong always tell people that Junior Brother Ye had to wear a mask to cover his ugly appearance?"

Rongran's smile was unchanged, "If I didn't say that, how could I prevent Ah Lan from being coveted by those p*rverted lechers? After all, Ah Lan put on a mask at the beginning to avoid the annoyance of others and to concentrate better on cultivating the sword."

He added an emphasis to 'p*rverted'.

He Lanze: "... wanting to concentrate on one's sword cultivation doesn't require wearing a mask. Hidden truths are a scoundrel's way of dealing with things. This will only provoke suspicion for nothing. Sky Sect disciples have always been upright."