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Was he going to escape?
“Hmm… hmm…”
Xue Feifei suddenly became agitated, her struggles turning frantic as she rolled on the ground, her flushed face glistening with beads of sweat.
She couldn't speak, only managing to emit a series of near-sobbing whimpers. Her voice was soft but seemed to drain every ounce of her strength; she couldn't let him go, it would be no different from watching him die.
Xiao Bai picked up the lute and instinctively glanced back. He saw Xue Feifei struggling like a stranded mermaid, her once-bright eyes now clouded with despair and filled with a humble plea.
Feeling a pang of compassion, Xiao Bai knew he had to set aside his reluctance in light of the national grievances and family vendettas that loomed over him. After a moment's thought, he placed the wine jug on the corner of the table, knowing she could easily knock it over with some effort. He softly murmured an apology before resolutely stepping out of the room.
Xue Feifei was frantic and at a loss. Then she heard Xiao Bai tell the servant outside, “I’m going to get another lute. The master is practicing inside, and she said no one is allowed in without her permission.”
“Yes!”
Despair washed over Xue Feifei as she closed her eyes and suddenly collapsed onto the ground.
When Xiao Bai was rescued, his face was pale, and he lay unconscious.
After several attempts by the small group to revive him yielded no results, Xue Feifei impatiently shouted, “Get out!”
She knelt on the ground, prying open Xiao Bai’s mouth to breathe life into him.
Liu He pleaded from the side, "My lord, he's a repeat offender anyway. If he dies, then so be it."
"Shut up! Go prepare hot water and ginger soup immediately."
"Yes."
It wasn't until Xiao Bai spat out a mouthful of water that Xue Feifei finally collapsed onto the ground, exhausted.
When Xiao Bai opened his eyes and saw Xue Feifei, a flicker of surprise crossed his face. "It's you?"
Xue Feifei blurted out, "Disappointed? Want to meet the King of Hell, huh?"
She was so angry that she laughed instead. "Yuwen Yuanjing, how bold of you! You dare to run away! With just a Broken Zither, you think you can set sail? Do you even know which direction the capital is in? Do you have any idea how far the nearest land is? Do you understand how terrifying storms can be? How come not a single wave knocked you dead!"
She spoke in a rush, clutching her chest and gasping for breath before she angrily continued, "If you want to die, then do it on this island! That way I won't have to fish your corpse out! Have you thought about how I... how I will explain this to the court? You idiot!"
In her moment of panic, she let slip her words, but fortunately, her quick thinking masked the pauses well.
Xue Feifei's chest heaved violently, and before she knew it, tears streamed down her face. In a fluster, she turned away and hastily wiped her tears.
Seeing her like this stirred something within Xiao Bai. He forced a smile, trying his best to appear indifferent. "Who said I was running away? I'm just looking for a hairpin for you."
Xue Feifei immediately turned back around, her eyes wide with surprise. "Really?" She was skeptical. "You weren't trying to run?"
Xiao Bai gently wiped away the tear-streaks on her cheek, his gaze filled with affection. "Feifei, even if you wanted to run, seeing you like this, I don't think you want to anymore."
Xue Feifei sniffed and asked, "Really?"
He didn't answer her but instead took out a hairpin with a snowflake pattern from his pocket and placed it in her hair. "I think I just heard someone calling me, asking me not to leave her, not to die so easily..."
He had thought that in this world, people were either indifferent to his death or wished for him to die sooner. Only Xue Feifei would shed tears for him. "I'm sorry..."
Xue Feifei bit her lip tightly, yet she couldn't help but let the tears flow down her face.
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