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Xiao Yu felt the passage of time was excruciating as he frequently glanced outside the courtyard, yet the doctor still hadn’t arrived. As he watched Song Feiwan grow weaker, he could no longer hold back and swept her up in his arms.
“Your Highness?” Dongzhi turned in shock.
Holding the delicate woman tightly, Xiao Yu strode out. “The King will personally take her to the palace. Zhuo Da, surround the entire Song residence with the guards. No one is to be let out!”
“Yes!” Zhuo Da replied.
In a corner of the courtyard, someone was quietly signaling to Dongzhi. She quickly ran after Xiao Yu. “Your Highness, why don’t you take the princess back to the residence first?”
“Get away.”
Worried that the horse would be too bumpy, Xiao Yu decided to have Song Feiwan ride in a carriage instead. Although he didn’t understand Dongzhi’s words, Song Feiwan did.
As they traveled, she clutched his sleeve and said with difficulty, “Your Highness, there’s no need to go to the palace. Let’s go back to the residence.”
Xiao Yu frowned. “You’re in this state, and you want to wait at home for death?”
“I won’t die. You have to believe me.”
Xiao Yu glared at her, filled with rage and wanting to scold her for not valuing her own life. If she died, what would he do? Had she even considered that? But seeing her so distressed and in pain left him speechless, his throat tightening.
In the end, he instructed the driver to turn the carriage around and head back to the residence. “If you die, I will have everyone around you buried with you,” he said.
“Princess!”
As Xiao Yu carried her down from the carriage, he noticed a maid rushing over from the courtyard with a tray in hand, which held a bowl of medicine.
Song Feiwan leaned against him, so weak that she couldn’t lift a finger. She struggled to signal to the maid urgently. “Quickly take it away; don’t say anything.”
Unfortunately, the maid was not as understanding as Dongzhi. Seeing her in such a disheveled state, the maid trembled in fear.
"I have already prepared the medicine as you instructed! I will serve it to you now! You will definitely be fine!"
Xiao Yu was momentarily stunned, glancing at Song Feiwan in his arms, his eyes filled with silent inquiry.
What about Song Feiwan? She simply closed her eyes, giving up the struggle.
After taking the medicine, a maid helped her clean up and changed her into fresh clothes. Her breathing gradually became steady; although her face was still pale, the terrifying aura of impending death had dissipated.
At that moment, lying on the bed with her eyes closed, she wished she could pretend to be dead.
However, Xiao Yu's icy gaze pierced through her, adding to her pressure and causing her eyelashes to flutter.
Xiao Yu broke the silence she had feigned. "Shouldn't the princess explain to the prince what exactly happened?"
Song Feiwan couldn't hold on any longer and quietly lifted one eyelid, only to be pricked by his gaze.
She felt so embarrassed that she could only force a laugh and play dumb. "Where should I start, my lord?"
"Let's begin with why you didn't inform the prince."
Song Feiwan felt as if she was lifting a stone only to drop it on her own foot.
"I didn't mean to keep it from you; it's just that you've been so busy lately, I didn't want you to worry about my matters."
"Is that so?" Xiao Yu's words were laced with sarcasm. "Aren't you afraid that the prince might ruin your plans?"
Song Feiwan wasn't afraid of ruining things; she had genuinely forgotten.
But she dared not say so. She guessed that this answer would only infuriate Xiao Yu further.
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