This bedroom was much larger than the study, but it had no window.
That window was fake, and naturally, so were the starry sky outside and the blue sky and white clouds during the day.
Just like the cell in the Sword Prison, where the snowfield and Ice Peak were fake too, meant to relieve Snow Ji's boredom a little.
Everyone was imprisoned by all sorts of things for all sorts of reasons. Snow Ji was imprisoned in Chaotian Continent, while Silver-Haired the Girl was imprisoned by illness.
The thermostat in the bedroom was not very good either. Zhong Lizi moaned softly, looking extremely uncomfortable. Several bouts of cold sweat soaked the upper edge of her bedding and her silver hair.
Jing Jiu watched her quietly, then waved a hand, sending her into a deep sleep.
The coughing in the room disappeared, as did the shaking of the bed and the moaning.
He walked to the head of the bed and looked at Silver-Haired the Girl's face.
Even in sleep, her brows remained knitted, her face as pale as paper.
Two exceptionally bright sword lights arose deep in his eyes. His gaze swept over her body like a sword, clearly seeing the state inside her even through the quilt and her clothing.
On the first night he came to this room, he had discovered something wrong with Silver-Haired the Girl's body. Only now, after a closer look, did he realize how serious it was.
Her body was far weaker than it appeared. There were several ground-glass-like patches in her lungs, but the real problem lay in her blood.
The blood flowing through her vessels carried a very bad aura.
His gaze sharpened a little more, revealing finer details, revealing those constantly moving cells.
According to what he had learned over