At Shiyu Residence, in the courtyard pavilion.
Huiye Shi lay sprawled over the stone table, holding a bronze mirror in her hand.
She looked at herself in the mirror, sighing from time to time.
"It's been so many days already. Why has only this little hair grown back? When will I ever be able to go out and face people again? Waaah!"
She spent every day washing her face with tears.
"The time's up. Shall I apply the medicine for you?" Jiang Feiling sat on a stone stool beside her and asked gently.
"Of course! This is a secret hair-growth formula I went to great lengths to find out about!"
Jiang Feiling had already ground up some tribulation-pattern spiritual essences for her.
She scooped some into her palm, kneaded it briefly, then applied it to Huiye Shi's head.
Since the herbs were green, the top of Huiye Shi's head was a lush shade of green.
Seeing how comical she looked, Jiang Feiling could not help laughing.
"What? What are you laughing at?" Huiye Shi said awkwardly.
"If you want life to go smoothly, you have to wear a little green on your head. Stay calm." Jiang Feiling patted her shoulder comfortingly.
"You stinking woman, sooner or later I'll crush you!" Huiye Shi snapped furiously.
"Overestimating yourself." Jiang Feiling said.
"Hmph!"
Huiye Shi snorted and continued looking in the mirror.
"Damn, it really is green." She felt like crying without tears.
She lay back on the stone table, limbs spread toward the sky, and wailed in despair, "Why have I been so unlucky lately? Ever since I ran into you people, nothing has gone right at all."
After complaining for a long while, she saw Jiang Feiling still carefully arranging the tribulation-pattern spiritual essences on her head. She pursed her lips