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Xin'er leaned on Xiao Huan while listening to the events of the past few days.
She had just learned that she had been unconscious for three whole days and nights.
Moreover, the great fire from three days ago had finally been extinguished, but the entire White Jade Pavilion was gone.
Fortunately, Cold Manor was large, and losing just the White Jade Pavilion wasn't too significant.
The most serious matter, however, was that Leng Yixuan was still in a coma after trying to save her.
Upon hearing this, Xin'er immediately grasped Xiao Huan's hand anxiously and exclaimed, "Is Xuan seriously injured? Where is he hurt? Is he still unconscious?"
As Xin'er listened, her heart raced with worry.
Thinking back to the fire three days ago, she remembered being in the midst of it and knowing how severe the flames were.
At that moment, she thought she was going to die.
Unexpectedly, at the most dangerous moment, Xuan had suddenly appeared and picked her up.
But then she had seen with her own eyes that a beam could no longer hold up and fell straight down from the roof.
After that, she lost consciousness and didn't know what happened next.
However, considering where the beam fell, it had landed right where they were. At that time, Xuan had been holding her. Could it be that Xuan was struck by the falling beam!?
Just thinking about this made Xin'er's heart clench painfully.
After all, she wasn't afraid of dying; what terrified her most was the thought of someone she cared about getting hurt.
Especially, Xuan was still doing it for her...
Thinking of this, Xin'er felt an overwhelming sadness, her little face turning pale in an instant.
Xiao Huan, seeing Xin'er's panicked and worried expression, immediately became concerned as well and hurriedly comforted her.
"Xin'er, don't panic. Although the master hit his head, the doctor said he is strong. He just fainted and will wake up in a few days," Xiao Huan reassured her.
However, at that moment, Xin'er's heart had already flown to Leng Yixuan's side; she could hardly hear Xiao Huan's words.
She kept urging Xiao Huan to help her to Xuan's side. After all, she wouldn't feel at ease until she saw for herself how badly Xuan was hurt.
Seeing this, Xiao Huan understood that Xin'er was stubborn. If she didn't see the master, she wouldn't be calm.
Especially since their relationship with the master was quite unusual...
Thus, Xiao Huan could only sigh helplessly and support Xin'er as they walked toward the inner courtyard.
Due to the fire at the White Jade Pavilion, Leng Yixuan was currently staying at the Azure Water Pavilion next door.
The Azure Water Pavilion lived up to its name, surrounded by water on three sides.
Looking up at that moment, one could see a clear sky with no clouds in sight.
The Azure Water Pavilion was nestled within a small lake, with the gentle Azure Water flowing around it.
Jade Tower was breathtaking!
As she gazed at the beautiful scenery before her, memories of the sudden and fierce fire three days ago felt surreal.
Yet, everything had indeed happened.
That fire had come unexpectedly and harmed those she cared about.
And the person she cared about was currently inside the Azure Water Pavilion.
Thus, after arriving at the entrance of the Azure Water Pavilion, Xin'er quickened her pace.
In her haste, Xin'er nearly stumbled several times, but fortunately, Xiao Huan was there to support her.
Otherwise, she would have arrived here with bruises all over.
Xiao Huan watched with concern, knowing that while Xin'er usually appeared gentle, she could be quite stubborn when it came to things she was determined about.
So all she could do was hold onto Xin'er tightly, trying her best to prevent her from falling.
Finally, with Xiao Huan's assistance, Xin'er made it into the Azure Water Pavilion.
As she stepped into the room, she saw Lu Fu attending to someone, while outside a doctor was preparing medicine.
A strong scent of Herbal Fragrance wafted through the air as Xin'er entered the room.
Upon catching a whiff of the Herbal Fragrance, Xin'er couldn't help but furrow her brow slightly.
Immediately after, she dashed toward the large bed in the room.
However, just three steps away from the large bed, Xin'er suddenly froze, as if her feet had taken root in the ground, unable to move another step.
On the Rosewood Carved Bed lay a tall and handsome man, quietly resting there.
From his tranquil appearance, one might think he was asleep, if not for the white bandage wrapped around his forehead.
Moreover, the man's complexion was poor, his lips pale from excessive blood loss.
Seeing this, Xin'er felt a pang in her nose and a tightening in her heart, as tears quickly filled her eyes.
Thinking about how this man had put himself in such a state for her sake made Xin'er feel incredibly guilty and heartbroken.
Finally, unable to hold back any longer, she collapsed onto the man, crying out loud.
"Woohoo, Xuan, wake up! It's all my fault, woohoo..."
Xin'er cried like a rain-soaked pear blossom. Beside her, Lü Fu and Xiao Huan also had red-rimmed eyes upon witnessing her distress.
"Xin'er, please don't be too sad. The doctor said that the master will wake up. You’re not well yourself; you should go back and rest for now!"
Xiao Huan said as she tried to help Xin'er up. After all, the ground was cold, and she feared that Xin'er would catch a chill after just waking up.
But at that moment, Xin'er's entire focus was on the man before her; she hardly heard Xiao Huan's words.
Seeing this, Lü Fu reached out and tugged at Xiao Huan's sleeve, suggesting quietly.
"I think Xin'er won't leave. You should go back and prepare her medicine to bring over."
"Alright then. You stay here and watch over them!"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Huan couldn't help but nod. She glanced at Xin'er, who was crying like a rain-soaked pear blossom, sighed deeply, and turned to leave.
Beside them, Lu Fu witnessed the scene and couldn't resist wiping the corner of his eye with his sleeve before turning to exit the room, choosing not to disturb the two any further.
At that moment, Xin'er was completely unaware of everything around her.
In her eyes and heart, there was only one man before her—Cold Destruction.
Looking at the unconscious man, Xin'er felt as if her entire world was collapsing.
Her heart ached painfully.
If it were possible, she would rather be the one lying there.
Even if it meant death, she would not want Xuan to be hurt for her sake.
Moreover, this time Xuan was injured so severely; what if he never woke up again? What would she do!?
The mere thought of this sent a wave of fear and panic rushing through Xin'er’s heart.
Her tears flowed even more fiercely, like a flood that had burst its dam, unstoppable no matter how hard she tried.
However, just as Xin'er was crying in despair, engulfed in darkness, a weak and hoarse voice suddenly rang in her ears—
"Stop crying. If you keep crying, I’ll have to get up and change my clothes."
Hearing that teasing yet familiar voice, Xin'er, who had been sobbing uncontrollably, froze in shock. She thought she must have misheard due to her overwhelming desire for him to wake up.
But when Xin'er slowly lifted her head and met the gaze of the man with long, dark eyes, she was instantly struck as if by a bolt from the blue.
Immediately, Xin'er’s stunned little face, after the shock, broke into an ecstatic smile.
"Xuan, you’re awake!?"
"Hehe, if I don’t wake up soon, I won’t be lying on a bed anymore."
Hearing this, Xin'er was momentarily confused and blinked her tear-filled eyes, curiously asking, "Huh? If you’re not lying on a bed, where are you lying?"
In response, Leng Yixuan couldn't help but grin.
"A river!"
Leng Yixuan said playfully.
Seeing Xin'er with her nose red from crying and her eyes brimming with tears, yet looking dazed and innocent like a cute little bunny, warmed Leng Yixuan's heart.
Even though his whole body ached at that moment, he felt it was all worth it.
Because he had been injured for the sake of his beloved treasure; he would gladly face death for her.
Unaware of Leng Yixuan's thoughts, Xin'er blushed deeply upon hearing his words.
However, she forgot to cry.
A light blush quickly spread across her tear-stained cheeks, making her look even more beautiful, like a pear blossom pressed against a begonia.
Upon seeing this, the man's eyes darkened.
Adams Apple rolled.
If it weren't for his current discomfort, he truly wished to hold the person in front of him tightly in his arms and savor her scent.
However, at this moment, he was unable to move.
Thinking of this, Leng Yixuan's face involuntarily showed a hint of disappointment.
The expression on Leng Yixuan's face caught Xin'er's attention.
Seeing this, Xin'er thought that Leng Yixuan was in pain from his wounds and immediately panicked.
"Xuan, are you in a lot of pain? I’ll go find a doctor right away!"
After saying this, Xin'er quickly stood up and turned to head for the door.
However, at that moment, Xin'er felt a tight grip on her wrist as a large hand firmly held her small hand.
"Uh..."
Confused, Xin'er looked down at the man on the bed.
She met his intense gaze from his Deep Black Eyes.
At that moment, those Deep Black Eyes were so focused, burning with heat, and filled with an undeniable tenderness that made Xin'er’s heart skip a beat.
Her heart began to pound violently at that instant.
"Xin'er..."
"Come here, let me hold you properly, okay?! I want to hug you!"
The man's voice was hoarse, tinged with weakness.
His Deep Black Eyes looked at Xin'er with a hint of pleading.
This frail man appeared so pitiful that anyone in the bustling marketplace would surely be taken aback.
After all, the name Leng Yixuan was a legend in the business world!
From the moment he was born, he was a genius in commerce, thriving in every endeavor, evoking both admiration and envy.
Moreover, his decisive and iron-fisted approach was well-known.
No one had ever seen him display anything but coldness and ruthlessness.
Except for this Young Lady before him...
In front of others, Leng Yixuan was merciless, but in front of this innocent Young Lady, he could shed all his masks and simply be himself...
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