Mu Yanqin froze on the spot and let her hold his hand.
Why, when he saw her tears, was he at a loss for a moment?
Water mist covered her eyes, and her gaze became increasingly distorted as she stared at him. Gradually, she closed her eyes.
Feeling the strength in his hand disappear, he subconsciously held it back.
"Chu You! I order you to wake up immediately!"
He hasn't paid her back everything she deserves, he hasn't made her suffer terribly, she can't just sleep like this! He won't allow it! Never allow it!
Mu Xiao's eyes fell on the hand he held her tightly, and she walked over and patted his shoulder, "Jiu Ye, she will be fine." The firmness in his eyes seemed to be convincing him.
That night, her fever never went down, and she talked repeatedly in her sleep. The most she said was "Don't leave me".
The stronger a person looks on the surface, the more afraid they are of facing the self that is buried deep inside. She can face all difficulties and even ignore danger, but she cannot face herself who is afraid of being abandoned.
In a trance, a figure seemed to appear next to the bed, and then something was stuffed into her mouth. It was slightly sweet, and she swallowed it instinctively. In an instant, a coolness spread throughout her body.
After a while, the pain from the wound lessened a lot, and even my body was not as hot as before.
Yitong's frown slowly relaxed and she fell asleep again.
Staring at her tired face, a big hand touched her stiffly...
"Princess? Princess?"
The calls in my ears became clearer and clearer from far to near.
Her thick eyelashes trembled, and she opened her eyes gently.
"Princess! Princess, you finally woke up... great, great!" Zixuan, who was standing by the bed, with red and swollen eyes, excitedly rushed to the bedside, "Princess, you scared Zixuan to death."
"Zi, Zixuan..." She struggled to make a hoarse voice, "Are you okay..."
Zixuan cried and shook her head, "It was the guard Xiao who let me go."
Yitong twitched the corners of her mouth, "That's good."
Seeing the injuries all over her body, Zixuan's tears fell even more fiercely, "Princess, it's all my fault. If I hadn't acted out of impulse, the princess wouldn't have suffered like this."
"Zixuan, I want to drink water." Yitong diverted her attention at the right time. She was not used to comforting people, especially since the fault was not Zixuan's.
"Oh, oh, slave, go and pour it down right now." Zixuan just stood up and saw the person walking in, "Guard Xiao?"
Mu Xiao still smiled cynically, "Haha, I came to see the princess. I wonder if she is feeling better."
"Servant Xiao, sit down and I'll go get some tea."
When he came to the bed, he looked at Yi Tong who had returned to a cold and indifferent expression with his playful eyes, and smiled evilly, "I never thought that a person who has been whipped can still be so energetic?"
Yi Tong lazily lowered her eyes, "Fortunately, I won't die."
"Haha, that's good." Mu Xiao didn't hold back. He directly moved a chair and sat across from her. Then he took out a pile of bottles and cans from his arms and placed them next to the bed, "These are all wealthy people.
A treasure you can’t buy. This is for treating trauma, this is for clearing blood stasis and reducing swelling, this is..."
After he introduced everything, he looked at Yitong and said with a smile, "Be prepared for these things, otherwise you will offend Master Jiu one day and suffer physical pain."
Yitong looked at him suspiciously, unable to guess what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.
At this time, another sudden voice broke in, "I didn't expect that you care about my princess very much."