Ying Ru Shi abruptly opened her eyes.
She remained dazed for a long while before her expression suddenly changed. "Oh no, oh no! I must have overslept!"
Although she was in a hurry, she couldn't afford to panic. She still had to wrap bandages around both hands first. Fortunately, while she slept, the Blood Replenishment Pill had mostly healed the injuries on her hands. Only the scars remained, ugly as hundreds of centipedes crisscrossing one another. She was about to eat with everyone else, so there was no way she could let them see such an appetite-killing sight.
She quickly washed the grime from her body and changed into a reasonably clean set of clothes. As for her hair, clumped together by blood and rainwater, she could only tie it into a bun and cover it with her hood. She had no token capable of heating things, and washing her hair was an extremely time-consuming chore for her.
After checking herself in the mirror and deciding that nothing seemed wrong, Ying Ru Shi was just about to leave when she suddenly remembered something. She sniffed herself and immediately caught a stench like something that had been fermenting for two or three days. These past few days, she had either been hurrying from place to place or killing people. The only time she had slept was just now, so naturally, she had had even less time to bathe. Even a naturally beautiful member of the Ying imperial clan would get dirty after rolling through blood and gore for several days.
There was no time to bathe now, but Ying Ru Shi remembered that Ying Le had once given her a bottle of secret-realm perfume. She had casually left it in the Thieves' Den, and now it happened to be useful. She