Transmigrated as the Treacherous Official's Childhood Sweetheart-Chapter 133: Observing the Winds and Clouds, Scheming for the World

"State Preceptor, take a serious look at my eyes. Do you notice anything different?"

The Little Princess’s heart tugs, her lips tightly pressed together, gazing earnestly at Pei Wanmu with her autumn-like eyes.

A pair of eyes like gemstones sunk beneath a pool, crystal clear, sparkling with a poignant light, truly captivating.

Pei Wanmu examined for a moment and regretfully shook his head: "There is no difference in those eyes."

Sighing, the Little Princess seated at the lower right slowly said, "State Preceptor, in fact, my right eye cannot see anything."

"My mother came from the Western Regions, she died during childbirth. Since I was aware, only my wet nurse and Chun Xing have been beside me. My mother never received the emperor’s favor, and my days in the palace were not good. Brothers and sisters mostly looked down on me."

Saying this, she took off her Lotus Silk Shoes, sat inside the chair, raised her small legs, hugged them tightly, curling into a pose like a little hedgehog sitting.

Continuing, she said: "Later on, I discovered the issue with my eyes, and I told my wet nurse. She felt pity that I was not favored and didn’t call the Imperial Physician to examine me, fearing the news might spread and make palace days harder.

She secretly took me to the largest clinic in the Capital City, where the Divine Doctor Xiao Mingchu saw me, but the condition was incurable. While it seemed different externally, it couldn’t see. Very few people know of this, and I have never told anyone."

Her tone carried a faint sadness.

The injustices suffered were recounted just like that, lightly.

The Little Princess reached out to cover her left brow, revealing only her right eye, seeing nothing, her little face full of grievance, pouting: "State Preceptor, blocking like this I see nothing, it’s all black, I’m half-blind."

Pei Wanmu sensed the bitterness in her words, stood up with his tall and slender figure, walked over to the little girl, and touched her exposed little head: "Little Princess of noble descent, celestial and beautiful, Xichuan Purple Lady, you look good no matter what."

"Besides, having eye ailments isn’t as you think, I don’t possess medical skills and can’t help the Princess."

The Little Princess buried her face in the embrace of her arms, not speaking.

Gloomy.

How could Liu Qingxi know about her eyes?

Very few people know about this.

Seeing her silence, Pei Wanmu continued to comfort: "In my eyes, the Little Princess is the most beautiful girl, there’s no need to belittle oneself. Appearance is given by heaven, the world has no perfect person."

His magnetic voice like a calming pill.

Calming Qinglian’s unease.

The world has millions, impossible for everyone to be perfect and without flaws.

As if thinking of something, Qinglian lifted her little head, her elegant eyebrows and eyes full of innocence said: "No, in my eyes, the State Preceptor is perfect. The person I admire most is the State Preceptor, sitting in the Jade Pavilion either listening to the martial world or strategizing for the nation, the State Preceptor is often praised by the brothers and sisters at the Imperial College. Xiao Chen even now is learning under you."

The praised one neither proud nor unchecked: "Oh, I didn’t know people often praised me."

"Yes, at first I didn’t know you were the State Preceptor, it was also heard by chance later, but..."

The Little Princess paused, seemingly embarrassed to continue.

The well-groomed phoenix-eyed man raised an eyebrow: "Continue, it’s fine, I also want to hear what kind of existence I am in others’ hearts."

"Just, heard you were ill, and that your body isn’t well. So I often came to take care of you." At the end, the Little Princess seemed a bit shy~