An Xibi was so frightened that she hurriedly supported him. She turned around and found that Huangfuyan had fallen asleep at some point. She was trembling a little and did not dare to put her hand on the tip of his nose.
Just when she was panicking, Huangfuyan half-squinted his eyes and said softly: "Xi'er, I'm a little tired. Let's sleep for a while. Wake me up later and we'll go back."
When An Xijie heard Huangfuyan's voice, her heart dropped, and she nodded and said, "Okay."
Then she just sat like that, letting Huangfuyan lean on her shoulder, but Huangfuyan didn't wake up until almost noon. An Xibi became a little anxious, and put her hand on Huangfuyan's face.
On the bed, his face was so cold that there was no trace of warmth. If it weren't for the weak breathing that showed that he was still alive, An Xici was really afraid that he would fall asleep like this and never wake up again.
An Xijie hugged Huangfuyan and planned to take him back, but unexpectedly, Huangfuyan woke up at this time and pinched An Xijie's face: "You little villain, you took advantage of me while I was sleeping again."
An Xibi snorted: "Who told you to sleep for so long!"
Huangfuyan smiled, stood firm, and said to An Xishu, "Let's go."
An Xici looked at him with some worry. The meaning was obvious, do you really not need help?
Huangfu Yan rolled her eyes at her, so she had no choice but to follow Huangfu Yan back.
After returning, Huangfuyan started to cough, and occasionally he would cough up blood. He also ate less. He looked like a, um, butterfly that would disappear at any time.
An Xici held him carefully, still afraid that he would suddenly disappear into thin air.
An Xijie watched Ji Wuhen send new medicine over and over again, but Huangfuyan's condition still didn't improve at all.
A lot of her hair fell out due to anxiety.
As a result, Huangfu Yan forced her to drink a large bowl of dark medicine, and she fell asleep peacefully.
In her sleep, she could still vaguely feel Huangfuyan kissing the corners of her eyes and hear him say something vaguely.
But then I never heard it again.
An Xiju felt that she had slept for a long, long time, and had a long, long dream. She dreamed of the night when she and Huangfu Yan got married, and Huangfu Yan smiled at her.
She also dreamed that they went to Xianling Town together. In Fengyao Palace, she drank too much and he hugged her. She suddenly felt that her life was complete in an instant.
I also dreamed that they returned to the Prince's Mansion, that she went to Xiguan to find him, that they had held hands tightly along the way and never separated.
When she woke up, she felt the corners of her eyes were cold.
Is she crying?
An Xici stayed for a long time and instinctively touched around her, but she didn't touch anything.
She looked over in panic, and sure enough, Huangfu Yan was no longer there.
She just jumped out of the bed in her nightgown, barefooted, and ran out of the room with her knee-length black hair disheveled.
I don't know why the yard is empty.
She searched for a long time, and the first thing she saw was Yi'er. Her expression was a little unnatural, and when she looked at An Xibi, she hesitated to speak.
"Yi'er, have you seen A Yan?" An Xishu ran over and asked her.