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Xin'er rubbed the back of her head, wincing in pain as she spoke.
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a large hand cover the spot where she had been hurt, and then that hand began to gently massage her head.
"I'm sorry, I hurt you..."
A clear yet guilty voice came from beside her.
Hearing this, Xin'er slowly regained her composure and opened her eyes.
What she saw was a beautiful face marked by a hint of pride and guilt.
However, that wasn't the most important thing; the most important part was that this face was so close to hers, just an inch away. The distance was so short that she could count the long eyelashes one by one...
"Uh..."
Seeing this, Xin'er was suddenly startled.
After all, it dawned on her just how close she was to this man. Moreover, he was currently leaning over her!
Thinking of this, Xin'er gasped in shock.
The man looked at her in confusion.
"What's wrong?! Uh..."
Before he could finish his sentence, he felt a strong push against his chest.
He had already lost much of his strength due to his injuries, and now he was immediately pushed aside by Xin'er.
Moreover, with a sharp pain in his chest, the man couldn't help but let out a muffled groan.
He felt as if the wound on his chest, which had just been bandaged, had reopened...
On the other side, after pushing the man away, Xin'er felt a sudden lightness throughout her body. However, before she could breathe a sigh of relief, she heard the man's painful groan, and her heart quickly leaped into her throat.
After all, the man was still heavily injured, and now she had pushed him so forcefully...
Thinking of this, Xin'er was startled and hurriedly sat up from the ground. She turned to the man and asked anxiously, "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to do that!"
Xin'er spoke in a flustered manner, her little face filled with guilt. Especially when she saw the fresh blood seeping through the bandage that had just been applied, it was clear that the wound had reopened.
Seeing this, Xin'er's face turned pale in an instant.
Oh no, she shouldn't have pushed him so hard...
As guilt surged within her heart, Xin'er thought about it.
The man noticed Xin'er's panicked and guilty expression. Although his chest hurt terribly, he didn't want her to feel guilty. He merely moved his lips and said softly, "I'm fine..."
Hearing the man's words, she understood he was trying to comfort her. After all, the wound had reopened; how could everything be fine?
Xin'er knew this, but since the man had said so, she chose not to argue further. Instead, she spoke softly.
"Come on, let me help you to the bed. You've sustained such a serious injury; you shouldn't get out of bed carelessly. Just tell me if you need anything."
As she spoke, Xin'er bent down and helped the man up from the floor. It took considerable effort, but she finally managed to get him lying back on the bed.
At that moment, the man had managed to put on his tattered pants again. Although they covered him, they were still damp, making them uncomfortable to wear.
Seeing this, Xin'er walked over to her wardrobe and rummaged through it until she found a thin blanket, which she handed to him.
"You should take off those wet pants and just wrap this around yourself. Otherwise, wearing those damp pants must be quite uncomfortable!"
Upon hearing Xin'er's words, the man's handsome face froze for a moment, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
What a thoughtful woman!
In truth, wearing those wet pants was very uncomfortable for him, especially since it was early spring and the nights were chilly. However, if he didn't wear them, he would be completely exposed beneath.
Now, seeing the girl offer him the thin blanket, he said nothing more and silently accepted it.
Noticing this, Xin'er turned away respectfully. Soon after, there was a rustling sound from behind her, followed by the man's clear voice.
"All set."
Xin'er turned around upon hearing his words.
She saw that the wet pants beneath the man had already been removed, and he was now wrapped in the sheet she had given him.
However, he was completely bare above the waist, revealing his well-built chest.
It must be said that the man's physique was impressive.
His skin had a healthy wheat tone; although he did not have bulging muscles, his body was lean, with clearly defined pectoral muscles.
There was an underlying sense of immense strength, reminiscent of a noble African Leopard, exuding both grace and pride!
Seeing the man's bare upper body made Xin'er feel a bit shy.
However, she noticed that the wound on his chest had clearly reopened from her earlier push.
The bright red blood seeping through the gauze made Xin'er feel guilty and worried.
"Um, let me help you rebandage your wound before you eat something!"
Xin'er said. The man responded with a soft "Mm," as if to agree.
Upon hearing this, Xin'er immediately took out the gauze and various bottles and jars again, then began to unwrap the bloody bandage from his chest.
As she peeled away the layers of gauze, the gruesome wound reappeared before Xin'er's eyes.
Xin'er felt a chill run down her spine as she looked at him.
Fortunately, the wound did not injure his heart; otherwise, this man might not have survived.
Who could be so ruthless as to want this man dead?
As these thoughts raced through Xin'er's mind, she voiced her concerns aloud.
"Who could be so cruel?"
The man paused for a moment, his beautiful face showing a flicker of surprise. Then, as if recalling something, a faint smirk appeared on his pale lips, which had turned slightly white from blood loss. He let out a cold snort and replied, "Even a stranger like you cares about me, but the one who hurt me is..."
He trailed off at the end, seemingly unwilling to say more.
Hearing this, Xin'er did not press him further. Instead, she gently wiped away the blood from his wound with a damp cloth, applied medicine, and bandaged it carefully.
By the time she finished these tasks, Xin'er was exhausted.
After taking a deep breath to relieve her fatigue, her gaze fell upon the bowl of noodles on the counter. She quickly picked it up.
"The noodles are getting cold; you should eat! They might be a bit overcooked, but at least they'll fill your stomach."
As she spoke, she noticed the man's pale complexion; he looked extremely weak. Fearing he might drop the bowl due to his weakness, she picked up some noodles with chopsticks and brought them to his lips.
"Come, eat!"
"Uh..."
Seeing Xin'er’s gesture, the man paused for a moment, his hand that was reaching for the bowl hesitating before he set it down. His mouth slightly opened as he allowed Xin'er to feed him noodles bite by bite.
Although the man's expression was cold, inside, he felt a whirlwind of emotions, like a bottle of mixed flavors spilled over.
He never expected that even his own family would want to drive him to despair, yet here was a stranger, a young girl, who cared for him so tenderly in his time of crisis. He would remember this kindness!
As the man contemplated this, a thought suddenly surged in his mind.
His gaze toward the girl grew more resolute.
Noticing this, Xin'er tilted her head in confusion and asked, "What's wrong?"
"The kindness you've shown me today, I will remember it. Whatever you want, as long as I can do it, I will definitely make it happen for you!"
This was the longest sentence the man had spoken since earlier.
Upon hearing this, Xin'er was taken aback for a moment before shaking her head and smiling. "I don't really want anything."
"Are you afraid I can't do it!?"
Upon hearing this, the man immediately asked.
Xin'er smiled and replied, "I really don't have anything I want. Besides, you saved me last time, didn't you? Now that I'm saving you, it's just repaying your kindness. So we're even now!"
"Last time, I just helped you out of convenience, but now you've saved my life. That doesn't balance things out!" the man said, sounding somewhat calculating, his brow slightly furrowed.
Seeing this, Xin'er shook her head with a smile. "You really love to keep score! But for me, the fact that you saved me last time is undeniable. Otherwise, my injury would have been much worse. Alright, let's stop talking about that and eat the noodles!"
As the man opened his mouth to speak again, Xin'er had no choice but to stuff the noodles into his mouth.
With his mouth completely filled with noodles, Phoenix Eyes widened in surprise, and his awkward yet comical expression made Xin'er burst into laughter.
Her silver bell-like laughter echoed continuously from her lips, so enchanting.
Hearing this, the man's expression softened...
After feeding the man until he was full, the night grew deeper.
Xin'er yawned several times and began rubbing her eyes with her small hands, clearly exhausted.
Seeing this, the man spoke up.
"You should rest."
"Okay, if you need anything later, just call me."
Upon hearing this, Xin'er nodded and walked over to the Palace Couch, lying down. Before long, she fell into a deep sleep.
The man watched the girl as she peacefully slept for a while before slowly closing his own eyes.
Xin'er thought she would sleep soundly through the night until dawn.
However, after a short while, she began to hear strange sounds in her half-dreaming state.
Confused, Xin'er rubbed her eyes and sat up from the Palace Couch, blinking her slightly drowsy Beautiful Eyes toward the source of the noise.
To her surprise, it wasn't an illusion; someone was indeed speaking, and it was the man on the bed.
"I'm cold. I'm so cold..."
"Cold!?"
Hearing the man's slightly weak words, Xin'er jolted awake immediately.
She quickly pulled a blanket from the wardrobe and walked to the bedside to cover the man.
However, her small hand accidentally brushed against his skin, startling her greatly.
Then, as if realizing something, her hand quickly moved to rest on his feverish forehead.
The heat radiating from under her palm took Xin'er by surprise.
At that moment, the man felt like a furnace, his forehead burning hot.
"Oh my gosh! He's running a fever!" Xin'er exclaimed, her beautiful eyes wide with shock.
In a hurry, she rummaged through the drawer and pulled out some fever-reducing medicine.
Leng Yixuan always worried about her, fearing she might get sick, so he had prepared plenty of medicine for her in advance.
Fortunately, she still had a pack of fever medicine that she hadn't taken yet.
Thinking of this, Xin'er quickly took out the medicine and poured a cup of hot water before gently shaking the unconscious man.
"Hey, wake up for a moment and take this, okay? You're burning up... hey..."
Xin'er anxiously called out for a long time, and finally, the man who had been unconscious slowly opened his tightly shut Phoenix Eyes, gradually waking up.
Seeing this, a hint of joy appeared on Xin'er's previously anxious Little Face.
"You finally woke up!? Here, take this medicine!"
"Medicine!?"
Hearing Xin'er's words, the man spoke in a dazed manner, his voice hoarse from dryness.
Upon hearing this, Xin'er carefully helped him sit up and fed him warm water to soothe his throat before explaining, "You have a high fever right now. This is fever-reducing medicine; you need to take it quickly! Otherwise, if your fever continues like this, I won't be able to do anything but call a doctor."
Upon hearing her words, the man immediately furrowed his Elegant Brows, clearly reluctant to take the medicine. However, fearing that Xin'er would indeed call a doctor, he pursed his lips tightly and swallowed the medicine she offered in one go, followed by several cups of warm water.
After taking the medicine, the man's brows remained tightly knitted together, appearing even more pained than when Xin'er had applied the ointment to him earlier, which made her unable to suppress a laugh.
"Is the medicine really that bitter!?"
"Hmph!"
The only response Xin'er received was a haughty snort as he turned his face away.
Seeing this, Xin'er could only smile helplessly and understood his feelings.
Just a moment ago, she had been extremely tired and drowsy, but after being stirred by the man, all her sleepiness vanished.
Turning her head to glance out the window, she noticed that dawn was approaching. It seemed that there was no chance for her to sleep any longer, so Xin'er moved a stool and sat by the bed.
Seeing this, the man couldn't help but furrow his beautifully shaped brow. Though he didn't speak, the confusion in his eyes made Xin'er understand what he wanted to say.
Before he could open his mouth, Xin'er spoke first.
"You can sleep. I'll keep watch over you, so don't worry!"
Her voice was soft and gentle, her expression serene.
It felt like a gentle spring breeze in March, blowing straight into one's heart…
Upon hearing her words, Phoenix Eyes flickered for a moment. He said nothing more and simply closed his Eyes lightly. Before long, he fell into a peaceful sleep.
As he slept, Xin'er occasionally reached out to check his forehead for fever.
After an hour had passed, the man's fever finally subsided, and Xin'er let out a sigh of relief.
At that moment, the sky was already bright!
…
The man had disappeared!
When Xin'er finished washing and cleaning White Jade Pavilion and came back, she planned to give the man food, but found that the room was still empty and the man was gone. At first, Xin'er was worried that the man was apparently being chased last night. Today, he disappeared. Could it be that his enemies were chasing him? However, I saw that the room was clean and neat, with no trace of a fight at all. Finally, Xin'er saw a note on her bedside. Seeing this, Xin'er picked it up and took a look. I saw a few words written on the note. I'm leaving. The name he wrote was - "Aotianqi!?" Xin'er murmured, and later, he understood that this was a man's name. "It turns out that his name is Aotianqi!" Xin'er said softly, and finally, his eyes were attracted by a jade pendant on the bed. I saw a piece of fine Sheep Fat Jade lying quietly at the head of her bed.
Xin'er remembered the jade pendant.
Last night, when she helped that man take off his clothes, she had noticed the pendant hanging around his neck. But now, this pendant was here...
"Could it be that he left this behind!? But why!?"
Xin'er picked up the pendant, filled with confusion.
Then she recalled how that man had been calculating last night, as if he wanted to repay her and was asking what she wanted. In the end, she had asked for nothing.
It seemed that this pendant was left by him as a token of gratitude!
Thinking of this, Xin'er felt somewhat speechless.
"Well, what a calculating man! When I see him again, I’ll return this pendant! But will we meet again in the future!?"
Xin'er wondered.
However, what Xin'er did not know was that this pendant held great significance...
Meanwhile, on the other side—
A very ordinary carriage was slowly making its way toward the Eastern Qi Kingdom.
Although the carriage appeared ordinary, a discerning eye would quickly notice that the two horses pulling it were rare Blood Sweat Horses.
It was easy to imagine that anyone sitting inside such a carriage must be of significant stature.
At this moment, inside the seemingly unremarkable carriage—
Though small, it was well-equipped.
Inside, there was a cabinet made of Ebony at the front, adorned with various bottles and jars, and the air was thick with a rich Herbal Fragrance.
The interior was lined with several layers of soft cushions, ensuring that even if the carriage jolted, one would hardly feel it.
At this moment, lying quietly in the compartment was a man with Elegant Brows.
He seemed to be in a deep sleep.
His long, jet-black hair flowed freely around him, unbound and cascading over his shoulders.
This framed his beautiful face, which bore a slight pallor.
Yet this did not detract from his beauty; rather, it lent him a delicate charm that was quite captivating.
If not for his bare upper body revealing a strong Chest, one might easily mistake him for a woman at first glance!
Following the line of his pale, exquisite face downward, one could see that his body was covered in numerous scars, yet they were well bandaged. He wore fine silk trousers beneath him...
The carriage was slowly moving forward when suddenly, the sound of hooves approached from a distance. In no time, it arrived beside the carriage.
At the sound, the Beautiful Youth, who had been lightly closing his Eyes, slowly opened his excessively slender and attractive Phoenix Eyes.
In that instant when the Phoenix Eyes opened, a chilling aura burst forth from the young man's gaze!
Just moments ago, he had appeared quiet and weak like a fragile girl, but as his eyes opened, it was as if he had transformed into a completely different person.
It sent shivers down one's spine!
"Master!"
As the voice outside the carriage rang out, the carriage that had been moving forward gradually came to a stop.
The young man did not step outside; he merely parted his lips slightly. His clear yet cold voice suddenly escaped from his mouth—
"Who did this this time!?"
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