She closed her eyes and gently wielded her mana.
When she opened them again, she was back in her own body, leaning against Fang Youzhen.
"Zhi'er, my dear sister, are you awake? Does your head still hurt?"
Although Fang Youzhen was still worried about Brother Wuxi, she was more concerned about Bai Zhi'er.
At this moment, she deeply regretted letting Bai Zhi'er drink alcohol.
Just a while ago, Bai Zhi'er was drowsily leaning against her, unresponsive no matter how she called, which made Fang Youzhen very distressed.
Bai Zhi'er felt much clearer now, with the drunkenness gradually fading away.
She gently pressed her brow.
"Sister Youzhen, I'm fine. By the way, did they find Brother Wuxi?"
"The Marquis just went down to help, and I heard the Princely Heir shout just a moment ago, saying they found him and are bringing him up, so don't worry."
Bai Zhi'er nodded: "That's good."
