Arnold once thought about how she would become after losing the person she loved. Maybe if she didn’t eat or drink, her thin body would dissipate in the wind. Or maybe her heart would be dead and her eyes would no longer have the brilliance they once had.
. She just thought about it, but never thought about it. Until some time ago in Yashan, she witnessed Hu Gechi on the verge of death, and the pain in her heart was unbearable.
Arnold's trembling hands wanted to touch Xu Xiaomo, but the other party ducked and missed him.
She was stunned, and so was Xu Xiaomo.
The two of them stood there blankly looking at each other, silence seemed to be weighing on their hearts. At this time, they seemed to be at a loss, and it was difficult to say every word.
Tears slowly flowed down the corners of the eyes, across the cheeks and fell to the ground. After crying silently for a long time, the two of them started to move again. They spread their hands and slowly hugged each other. This was a hug, a simple hug.
But with a reassuring warmth.
"Xiao Mo, you..." Arnold's voice was choked, and she felt that she was so uncomfortable that she couldn't even say a complete sentence. She had never seen Xu Xiaomo at this time, who was so thin that there seemed to be only bones left.
While I was sleeping, I could still feel the hardness of my bones through my thick cotton clothes. Those eyes were a little chaotic, filled with confusion and annoyance, and their bloodshot appearance looked like fragmented white jade soaked in blood.
"Arnold, it's me, it's me..." Xu Xiaomo sobbed and clenched her hands into a fist involuntarily. The moment the tears fell, the stone in her heart felt like it was covered by tears.
As if dripping through, a ray of clear light penetrated into her heart, allowing her to see clearly the bloody wound.
Arnold slowly closed her eyes. Xu Xiaomo's words were the words she was most afraid of hearing. Sometimes she searches for her enemies with pain, but the most fearful thing is that she finds herself instead. There is no opening for venting, just like a big mountain.
It's weighing on me. It's so heavy and I can't help it. I want to die but can't. I blame myself over and over again, complaining about myself, and finally torture myself to the point of going crazy.
Suddenly, Arnold felt her arms sink. She looked at Xu Xiaomo's condition. Her bloodshot eyes were tightly closed, and she seemed to be asleep, but her brows were furrowed as if they were twisted together.
Arnold sighed in his heart, and helped Xu Xiaomo into the house little by little, and slowly laid her down flat before she went to look for the doctor.
"Arno."
As soon as they left the door, they met Hu Gechi. Behind him were the military doctor who had followed them all the way, two maids and another old man dressed as a doctor.
Arnold nodded, "The princess is indeed not well. I'm just going to find a doctor to take a look at her."
"Follow the princess and take a look. Make sure to cure Princess Anxi's illness." Hu Gechi's voice was cold, and at this moment he turned back into the aloof Prince of Yunnan.
Arnold nodded, "Follow me!"
The two maids should have been the personal maids who had been following Xu Xiaomo, and Arnold still had some impressions of them in his mind. Seeing the worry and relief on their faces, there should be some loyalty to Xu Xiaomo.
As soon as he stepped into the house, Arnold asked the maid to open all the windows for ventilation. The dull smell in the house finally dissipated a lot. The decoration in the house was simple, which can be said to be plain. Facing the door was Ma Ge Chi.
There was a tablet with three sticks of incense burning on it. Arnold's heart was heavy, and the sigh of relief he had just lifted was lifted up again.