By the crystal-clear lakeside, a woman dressed in a white robe sat quietly.
She wore a sheer veil on her head, with the transparent fabric fluttering gently in the wind.
The woman's complexion was not the healthy pinkish-white of a living person but rather a pallid white tinged with the hue of death.
Yet from the outside, she looked no different from a living person.
"Palace Master Yun Qing," Su Xueqing, unaware that three invisible others accompanied them, said, "This time Ah Lan and I have come together. My medical skills are not yet perfect, so please help check her injuries."
In reality, as one of the Gu People, Shui Yunqing could not understand speech and had no consciousness; all her actions were merely driven by instinct.
So when she saw Ye Wanlan's wounds, she immediately pinched a silver needle and began treatment.
Shui Yunqing had chosen to turn herself into one of the Gu People in order not to let the Taiyi Medical Skills be lost.