Fairy, Don't Be Afraid, I Am Blind

So it was You Su himself he was talking about in the first part, not her.

And in the last part, the plum blossom weighed down by the cold snow, unable to sleep due to worries, was actually her.

So, in his eyes, am I the proud, snow-resistant plum blossom...?

Ji Xueruo’s eyes were bright, yet she disdainfully spat,

"This blind man is really too full of himself. How could he know I can’t sleep, or that I’d be thinking of him when I can’t? Pah..."

Comparing his affection for the plum blossom to irrevocable ice, how shameless.

Though Ji Xueruo said and thought this way, the slight upward curve of her lips betrayed her true feelings.

She sighed softly; she had never complained about her fate to anyone. Yet this blind man, though he could not see, perceived the heavy responsibilities she bore, as dense as falling snow.

It turned out, he really understands me...

Ji Xueruo spread out the letter paper, wanting to write a reply to her sister, and also... to that blind man.

Yet, after pondering, she did not know how to start. She tried using cold tea to stimulate her mind, but to no avail, so she shook her head and rubbed her tired brow wearily.

After a day’s fatigue, her thoughts were sluggish, and she couldn’t think of how to reply.

So she reluctantly gave up and got up to return to her bed.

Lying in bed with her eyes closed, she found she couldn’t sleep at all, tossing and turning, unable to shake off the image of that blind man from her mind.

"Counting the days... it seems they haven’t done it for eight days... have they separated?"

The young woman stared at the ceiling, her cheeks flushed.

She didn’t know how she remembered such things so clearly, or why she calculated it.

Counting, yes, surely it’s for reckoning!

But reckoning what?

How many times he’s owed me...?

Pah, pah, pah!

Ji Xueruo lightly slapped her burning face, trying to clear her mind.

But her uncooperative body inexplicably felt an emptiness that wouldn’t dissipate.

"The Snake Race has no men, the desires of the clan’s women have nowhere to vent."

Ji Xueruo again thought of her previous note.

Perhaps it’s better not to punish them severely, just give a verbal warning...

After all, they can’t help their emotions, right?

Ji Xueruo guiltily withdrew her hand from her embroidered python nightgown, pinching her own soft thigh hard.

It’s all that blind man’s fault for sending a letter and provoking me!

I originally had no time to think about these messy things!

Suddenly, she felt a faint electric current tingling across her, focusing right on her heart.

Her expression froze, quickly realizing the source of this feeling.

In her time of greatest need, there he came.

"These shameless little lovers! Coming every day, can’t they get tired of it?!"

Ji Xueruo scolded softly, then like an ostrich, buried her reddened face entirely under the quilt.

Though she kept her mouth tightly shut, not daring to make a sound, she felt an almost dislocating soreness in her jaw, alongside a sensation akin to choking...

"This deceiver... even tricked sister too..."

Soon, various stimuli attacked her in succession.

On the large bed, the quilt’s raised shape changed several times.

Ji Xueruo finally understood that instead of, like previous times, exerting effort to resist this unbreakable spiritual connection, she might as well enjoy it.

Let’s say... let’s say it’s that blind man serving her, the not-easy Clan Leader...

This girl, noble and composed in public, finally found relief in the dead of night.

If the connected spiritual sense would become an ethical dilemma in such situations, they’d already found the solution—

That is, sharing the same partner...

The next day, with daylight shining brightly, for the first time, Ji Xueruo, who always got up early, only awoke at this hour.

Ms Liou did not inquire about the reason, feeling the girl was usually too laden with duties.

Seeing Ji Xueruo’s radiant face, Ms Liou smiled gratifiedly,

"It seems, miss, that you got a good rest last night. Actually, you don’t need to handle everything personally, taking breaks as you did last night also relieves some burden."

Ji Xueruo raised an eyebrow lightly, taking breaks??

Her cheeks turned rosy, shaking her head, looking at the elegant courtyard, she suddenly said,

"Ms Liou, plant some plum blossoms in my courtyard."

Upon hearing this, Ms Liou’s eyes sparkled. The eldest girl of the household, always busy with governance and studies, had never bothered herself with matters of clothing, food, shelter, and transport, except on very important occasions. Always using whatever Ms Liou arranged.

Today was the first time the eldest girl actively made a request about her courtyard, right?

"But miss, why must it be plum blossoms?"

"I’ve suddenly taken a liking to them, can’t they be planted?"

"It’s not that they can’t, it’s just that the Snake Race has never planted plum blossoms..."

Ji Xueruo frowned slightly, asking puzzledly, "Why not?"

"The Snake Race has only women, reproducing through the ancestral blood of snakes, so they’re often lifelong celibates, never seeing red... and plum blossoms are often referred to as blood plums, so if someone plants them at their doorstep, it means..."

The words left unsaid were obvious.

Ji Xueruo’s face flushed with embarrassment, scolding,

"Since when did the Snake Race have such nonsense rules? Planting plum blossoms is related to purity? Apart from red plums, there are also white, yellow, and purple plums... Can all not be planted?"

"Miss, you’re correct... I’ll arrange today to add three plum blossom trees to your courtyard."

Wait... Ji Xueruo’s eyebrows arched, just for me alone?

She was one of the only two within the Snake Race to truly not be a virgin, and Ms Liou’s words aside, planting plum blossoms alone in her courtyard—a sight seen by the clan would roast her over the fire, wouldn’t it?