Except for the occasional throbbing pain in her heart, Xiahou Xiyue's health was fine. However, Duanmu Xiu's health seemed to be getting worse and worse, which made her so worried that she couldn't eat or sleep.
"Xiu, hubby, hubby, it's time to get up and take medicine." Xiahou Xiyue sat beside the bed, calling softly to the sleeping Duanmu Xiu, looking at his pale and thin face, she felt so sad that she couldn't help herself.
Every once in a while, she would uneasily touch his body temperature, listen to his heartbeat, and feel his pulse, fearing that he would fall asleep and not wake up. She asked the elders who helped him heal his wounds.
, she said, he suffered serious internal injuries, which triggered the spell on him, so he couldn't get better for a while and had to nurse back to health slowly.
As if half a century had passed, Duanmu Xiu slowly opened his eyes. His eyes no longer had the sharpness and majesty of the past, and they were so silent that it made people feel distressed.
"Why are you so sweet-mouthed today? I heard you call me... cough cough..." Duanmu Xiu started coughing laboriously before he finished speaking.
"Don't talk if you are weak. If you like me to call you this, after you get better, you can call you whatever you want me to call you." Xiahou Xiyue supported his upper body and leaned against the bed, feeling distressed.
She reached out and stroked his back to help him calm down.
"I don't want to wait...you call me again...cough..." She used to be shy and rarely called him husband. Now that she has such good benefits, of course she has to take advantage of them. Duanmu Xiu supported his weak body and stretched out his hand to hold his hand.
Hold her wrist and insist on demanding domineeringly.
"Look at how weak your body is, and you are still so domineering." Xiahou Xiyue followed his back, but there was a hint of distress in her reproachful tone.
"Did you just find out? You screamed..." Duanmu Xiu leaned his head on her shoulder, speaking a little weakly.
"Don't get excited, just call me." Xiahou Xiyue blinked away the moisture in her eyes, forced a sweet smile, and called softly in his ear: "Husband."
"You're going to call me that from now on." Her gentle voice made his bones go soft, and he was insatiably greedy.
"Okay, I promise you, but you also have to promise me that you have to get up as soon as possible and don't make me worry, okay?" Xiahou Xiyue whispered pleadingly.
"I will definitely get better soon, you don't have to...ahem...worry..." After just saying a few words, he was already out of breath.
"Okay, don't say anything, just take the medicine first." Xiahou Xiyue asked him to lean back on the pillow at the head of the bed. She didn't want him to worry about her. She put a sweet smile on her face, picked up the medicine bowl, and prepared to give him the medicine.
He takes medicine.
"Yeah." Duanmu Xiu half-squinted his tired eyes, looking at her forced smile, and his heart ached. Did she think that smiling could hide her worries? But before he got better,
But he could do nothing but watch her worry about him. He was annoyed at his fragility and hated his powerlessness even more at this moment.
"Is it hot?" Xiahou Xiyue cooled the concoction, fed him a sip, and still asked worriedly.
Duanmu Xiu shook his head slightly, his soft eyes locked on her body reluctantly.
"I have asked the elder to find a way to contact Huo Luan. After she comes back, we can go back to modern times. Huai Xi and Yan Shisan will definitely find a way to cure you." In addition to the occasional throbbing pain in the heart,
In addition, Xiahou Xiyue's health was no longer serious, but Duanmu Xiu's health seemed to be getting worse and worse, which made her so worried that she couldn't eat or sleep.
"Xiu, hubby, hubby, it's time to get up and take medicine." Xiahou Xiyue sat beside the bed, calling softly to the sleeping Duanmu Xiu, looking at his pale and thin face, she felt so sad that she couldn't help herself.
Every once in a while, she would uneasily touch his body temperature, listen to his heartbeat, and feel his pulse, fearing that he would fall asleep and not wake up. She asked the elders who helped him heal his wounds.
, she said, he suffered serious internal injuries, which triggered the spell on him, so he couldn't get better for a while and had to nurse back to health slowly.
As if half a century had passed, Duanmu Xiu slowly opened his eyes. His eyes no longer had the sharpness and majesty of the past, and they were so silent that it made people feel distressed.
"Why are you so sweet-mouthed today? I heard you call me... cough cough..." Duanmu Xiu started coughing laboriously before he finished speaking.
"Don't talk if you are weak. If you like me to call you this, after you get better, you can call you whatever you want me to call you." Xiahou Xiyue supported his upper body and leaned against the bed, feeling distressed.
She reached out and stroked his back to help him calm down.
"I don't want to wait...you call me again...cough..." She used to be shy and rarely called him husband. Now that she has such good benefits, of course she has to take advantage of them. Duanmu Xiu supported his weak body and stretched out his hand to hold his hand.
Hold her wrist and insist on demanding domineeringly.
"Look at how weak your body is, and you are still so domineering." Xiahou Xiyue followed his back, but there was a hint of distress in her reproachful tone.
"Did you just find out? You screamed..." Duanmu Xiu leaned his head on her shoulder, speaking a little weakly.
"Don't get excited, just call me." Xiahou Xiyue blinked away the moisture in her eyes, forced a sweet smile, and called softly in his ear: "Husband."
"You're going to call me that from now on." Her gentle voice made his bones go soft, and he was insatiably greedy.
"Okay, I promise you, but you also have to promise me that you have to get up as soon as possible and don't make me worry, okay?" Xiahou Xiyue whispered pleadingly.
"I will definitely get better soon, you don't have to...ahem...worry..." After just saying a few words, he was already out of breath.
"Okay, don't say anything, just take the medicine first." Xiahou Xiyue asked him to lean back on the pillow at the head of the bed. She didn't want him to worry about her. She put a sweet smile on her face, picked up the medicine bowl, and prepared to give him the medicine.
He takes medicine.
"Yeah." Duanmu Xiu half-squinted his tired eyes, looking at her forced smile, and his heart ached. Did she think that smiling could hide her worries? But before he got better,
But he could do nothing but watch her worry about him. He was annoyed at his fragility and hated his powerlessness even more at this moment.
"Is it hot?" Xiahou Xiyue cooled the concoction, fed him a sip, and still asked worriedly.
Duanmu Xiu shook his head slightly, his soft eyes locked on her body reluctantly.
"I have asked the elder to find a way to contact Huo Luan. After she comes back, we can go back to modern times. Huai Xi and Yan Shisan will definitely be able to cure you."
