The man on the bed had a paler face than Pei Yuanhao, and was not even warmer than the half-cold and hard silver mask.

Seeing this scene, my whole body was cold.

Light cold...

Light cold...

I stood by the bed, completely lost my reaction, and just stared at his pale face. The room was dark. At this time, it seemed to be expanding, trying to swallow me, even him, together.

But I couldn't escape.

The man is so cold that he really becomes an ice sculpture.

Just as my ice sculpture that had lost its perception was almost collapsed, a little movement appeared on the pale face, and a familiar, almost undetectable aura came. Then, he slowly opened his bright eyes and looked at me.

“…”

I won't move for a while.

The heartbeat stopped completely at this moment.

Everything in the world seemed to have stopped at this moment.

My body trembled slightly, but it did not fall as depressed as I imagined. Instead, I staggered and took another step forward, and my knee hit the hard edge of the bed, making me almost fall on the bed.

Light cold!

He, he is not dead?!

He woke up!

I couldn't believe my eyes, but at this moment, I would rather be deceived like this.

He came alive, he didn't leave me, he would always be with me...

These sweet lies like poisons, as long as he says, I will definitely believe them!

Although I was in the dark, I experienced torture and struggle that I could not imagine in this life, but the person on the bed seemed to feel nothing. He only opened his bright eyes and looked at me quietly.

Finally, I couldn't help but feel excited and said softly: "Qinghan..."

“…”

He still said nothing, just looked at me like that.

The gaze was gentle and quiet, as if the person who had just experienced the struggle of life and death was not him, but he just had a comfortable sleep. When he woke up, he was a little confused about the size of spring and autumn.

I reached out and held the edge of the bed tremblingly, slowly leaning down, trying to reach out to touch him, but as soon as I reached out, I felt a sank on my wrist. In the darkness, my other hand reached over and stopped me.

It's Pei Yuanhao.

He sat at the head of the bed and looked at me.

I then raised my head and looked at him in a panic, while he said in a deep voice: "He is not conscious yet."

“…”

"I can't hear or see."

“…”

"He won't know what you say."

“…”

I was stunned: "Why?"

He said, "I just went to the gate of hell, and I didn't get back to my soul so quickly."

“…”

His words seemed to scare me, but when I lowered my head and looked at Qinghan again, there was indeed no other emotion in those bright eyes, as if there was no soul, and everything in the world seemed to be pulled away from his body; he was like a newborn child, lying quietly, no matter what the people around him did to him, he could only accept it.

I looked at him silently, and didn't say anything for a while, and Pei Yuanhao also let go of my hand.

“…”

The three of them silently met in the darkness. After a while, I still reached out and gently touched the pale and thin face. As Pei Yuanhao said, he had no feeling at all.

I ironed my palms on his cheeks that were a little cold.

Even if you don't feel anything.

But I have...

Will you understand?

I don’t know whether at this moment, I was really stained by the breath of my palm or his subconscious action, my bright eyes slowly closed, and his even and long breathing sound came from the darkness. Although I was a little reluctant, I could only gently withdraw my hand.

When a gust of wind flew past, Pei Yuanhao had already stood up and said lightly: "Tonight, he cannot be disturbed."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

“…”

I was a little hesitant. Although at this moment, I wanted to stay with him, Pei Yuanhao's understatement did not seem to be as understatement as he said.

I thought about it, but after all, I didn't dare to take the risk. I helped him cover the quilt, put the curtains on both sides to cover them tightly, and then walked out.

As soon as I walked to the door, a ray of light had already appeared outside.

Perhaps because I had adapted to the darkness in the room, the sudden light caught Pei Yuanhao off guard. His feet were soft and he was almost about to fall. I hurried forward and grabbed his arm: "Be careful!"

His hands sank, and he almost pressed on me.

He staggered for a moment before barely standing firmly, looked back at me, his pale face full of complicated expressions, but at this moment, I frowned suddenly.

Because I saw that the wrist of the hand I was holding was wrapped around a strip of cloth that I didn't know whether it was a handkerchief or something, and there was a dazzling red inside.

The red one made me gasp in the air conditioner.

He heard my voice, looked down again, his eyes became colder, and he was about to pull his hand back, but I had no choice but to let go. He said coldly to the surroundings: "Strictly guard this room, no one is allowed to disturb him."

"yes."

Several guards immediately came forward and guarded both sides of the gate.

He then got up and left, and I thought about it and followed again.

I walked to the room he took me to just now. After stepping into the gate, he stood in the middle of the house. He heard the footsteps of me walking in, and said coldly without looking back: "What are you doing with me?"

I whispered: "Your Majesty's injury... needs to be treated again."

When I finished saying this, I knew how extravagant this sentence was. During the day, there were already imperial physicians and medical officers, and so many doctors in the city were on standby outside. Naturally, it was not my turn, a white dick, who was injured on the emperor's body.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! However, although his tone was cold, he did not really refuse. Instead, he slowly walked to the chair that had just been encircling me and sat down.

I turned around and it happened that Eunuch Yu had been staying outside. I asked him to take medicine and bandages and prepare some blood-replenishing decoctions. The emperor was injured and everyone was in a state of great anxiety. Only Eunuch Yu seemed to be a little happy. After handing me the thing, he withdrew and closed the door. The sound of him driving away the other eunuchs serving him came from outside.

I held those things and slowly walked to Pei Yuanhao.

A few candlesticks were lit in the room, and the swaying lights reflected on his thin face, even paler than when he saw him in the dark room just now, and his lips were dry with blood loss. I thought about it, poured him a cup of water and put it to his hand, and whispered: "Your Majesty, don't drink too much water, just moisten it."

He supported his forehead with another uninjured hand, as if he was so tired that he was about to fall asleep, but when he heard me, he put down his hand and took a tea bowl to moisten his lips.

This way, I feel a little more energetic.

Then, my eyes looked at the hand he placed on the armrest of the chair.

It was clearer than just now that he saw a bright yellow handkerchief tied to his wrist, but now it was covered in blood, and he could hardly see the true nature. Moreover, the knots were very rough, and the dried blood clots inside could be seen.

I whispered: "Please bear it."

“…”

Without saying anything, I picked up his hand and gently untied the handkerchief. The wound inside was almost untreated. The bloody and bloody look made people frightened. My breathing became a little more rapid, but my hands were not panicked. I helped him clean the wound, and then wiped his wrists with a dry and clean handkerchief. The cracks in the wound appeared more clearly in front of me, which was even more shocking.

It should be a very fast dagger, with a slender wound and a very smooth incision.

But looking at the red flesh and blood inside, I also knew how much pain he had been enduring.

I took a deep breath, took the bandage on the tray next to me, and carefully wrapped it around his wound. While doing this, I could feel that he was looking at me. Although the candlelight was bright, it was far less scorching than his eyes.

Just as I was bandaging him layer by layer, he suddenly said, "Why, I gave him that little bit, I'm so rewarding you to treat him like this?"

“…”

After I was silent for a moment, I said, "He is—but, if he is blocking His Majesty, isn't he also given His Majesty a helping hand?"

"Help? I didn't say anything, I saved his life."

“…”

"His life is still in God's hands!"

“…”

I was stunned for a moment, raised my head and looked at him.

His face was also a little gloomy. He didn't look at me, but there were a few deep wrinkles between his eyebrows, which seemed to confirm what he had just said.

...

I don’t understand how to remove the poison in Qinghan’s body. Although Pei Yuanhao’s blood in his body is special, it is not Laojun’s elixir, and it can cure all diseases.

but--

I lowered my head and continued to bandage him: "As long as he has hope, that's fine."

“…”

"I dare not ask for too much."

Pei Yuanhao looked at me again. This time I didn't say anything, and he didn't say anything. The two of them quietly met.

I don't know how long it took, but I finally bandaged his wound.

Put away the blood-stained bandage on the side and I said softly: "Your Majesty must not use this hand again in the past few days. That piece of jade... let's keep it."

He heard this and was silent for a moment, but did not put it down as I said, but pulled down his sleeves and covered the wound.

I know that although he is not stubborn, the things he decides are not something others can persuade him.

So, I didn't persuade him anymore.

Didn't leave either.

He looked at me: "You have something to say to me?"

"yes."

"What are you going to say?"
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