Hua Youruo was anxious, holding her cheeks at the head of Jingyu's bed, waiting for him to wake up. He was always heroic and upright, and he was lying here weakly at the moment, and she was sobbing sadly, tears crawling all over her face. Staring at the wound on his chest, so close to his heart, he was desperate to save her! Hua Youruo had never felt so guilty as she did now, she owed him so much.

Xuan Jing's 10,000-year-old spiritual power condensed in his body, quickly repairing the wound. He fell into a deep sleep, the thrilling scenes of the nightmare continuing to tug at his heart. For the first time, he felt the severe pain of losing the person he loved! Even if his original heart was rejected fiercely, and his heart was like a knife, he couldn't face the loss of her, which he would never allow to happen!

Even if he wants to exchange his life!

He realized that in this life, in this life, in this life, in this life, in this life, he could not lose her!

Late at night, the quiet and slightly cold autumn night of Penglai.

Jing Yu slowly woke up, and he slept for a long time. He hadn't opened his eyes for a long time, and when he looked around, he saw that the flowers were lying on his bedside. He was startled, and joy suddenly welled up in his heart! Seeing the faintly visible tear stains on her eyelashes, covered by her long eyelashes, a pair of beautiful eyes were tightly locked, and they beat uneasily from time to time. He knew that her heart was still tugged at, and she couldn't rest easy.

He gently reached out and stroked her cheek, the face he was thinking about! The moment Hua Youruo opened his eyes, he pretended to stretch out his hand inadvertently, and could only quietly fall next to her.

"Your Highness, you're finally awake!" she excitedly held his hand tightly and held it on his face, really feeling his temperature.

The wound has not healed, but the heart has healed!

It was the first time he felt such gentle enthusiasm, and his heart was not calm. Not long ago, she resolutely rejected him, and the aggressive tone was still in her ears, burning her heart. Right now, she looked at him with tears in her eyes, her eyes full of care and anxious anticipation, and he felt very happy.

When Xiao Zangxian came in with the decoction, she was leaning against the head of the bed with Jing Yu. Seeing this, the clever little fairy envoy hurriedly put the medicine on the table next to the bed, and quietly retreated.

Hua Youruo picked up the medicine and was about to hand it to him, but seeing that he looked weak, she quickly helped him lean on her, and handed the spoon to his mouth with the other hand. At such a close distance, even the breath of breath can be heard.

In the quiet of the night, two careful hearts were locked in a small space, and his eyes could no longer leave hers.

She fed him the decoction seriously, and he looked at her seriously!

She can only feel relieved if she takes good care of him. And he didn't want to think about her heart anymore! He almost lost his beloved under his nose, he would never let her leave him again! Now she accompanies him every day, takes care of him, even if it is just gratitude, he feels satisfied!

However, he decided to make the most of this benefit.

"Your Highness, let's get some sleep after drinking the medicine!" she helped him lie down.

"Cold ...... It's so cold!" he looked up at her, as if shivering and clutching the corners of the covers.

She quickly added another quilt to him, carefully covered him, and tucked the corners of the quilt into place. "Is it better, doesn't it leak!" she probed his forehead with concern.

"Still cold......" he laughed in his heart, looking at her with a serious face.

"It's still cold, then...... I'll tell Xiao Zang Xian to go get a stove!"

"That's it, don't disturb the rest of the little fairies at such a late hour!" he looked at her quietly, and suddenly suggested: "You won't be cold if you hold me!"

"Huh?" Hua Youruo seemed to hear it, but didn't hear it, and asked rhetorically, "Your Highness, what did you just say?"

He embarrassedly withdrew his eyes from her: "No, nothing!". He lay down gently, a little unwilling, so he added softly, "Perhaps, if someone holds it, it won't be cold!"

When she saw him so arrogant, this pitiful look, she thought that what she owed him was more than a hug.

She walked up to him, saw a cold sweat on his forehead, and leaned over to hug him gently. Carefully keep yourself out of the quilt and keep your distance.

Time seems to condense at this moment, ticking and ticking...... It was as if there was only a second of passing sound in the air. Hua Youruo lay flat outside the quilt, looking at the carved beams of the curtain. He was silent, trying to quietly glance at her.

She fell asleep in silence, only to wake up again to find that the quilt had covered her. And he, with his face to me, was asleep, like a child.

She turned to face him, staring at his handsome face, remembering the first time she had met him in the Nine Heavens. Such a perfect skin appearance, the sword eyebrows are like ink paintings, the bridge of the nose is like a hanging gall, the jaw angle is sharpened, the red lips are outward, and the teeth are fresh.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and a pair of starry eyes flashed in her completely, and she forgot to look away from him. His eyes were like autumn waves, that is, cautious and affectionate, those obsidian-like affectionate eyes, as if to screw her deeply, Hua Youruo's cheeks were crimson, subconsciously avoiding his greedy eyes, and turned his face away.

"I'm going to clean up my ...... Let Xiao Zang Xian get you medicine!" she quickly got up and left the inner hall.

Lianwu was waiting for her outside, and when she saw that she was taking care of Jing Yu all night, she thought about coming to take her place, so that I could go to rest. She came several times last night, and was taken away a few times by Xiao Zangxian, and laughed at her for being a wooden fish head.

"You go and let Xiao Zang Xian take care of His Highness, I'll go wash and change my clothes. ”

"Oh!" Lian Wu had been worried that I was tired, so I hurried to find Xiao Zang Xian.

Hua Youruo had just finished bathing and changing clothes, and Lian Wu hurriedly flashed in: "Princess, go quickly...... Go and see, the prince's wound is bleeding again!"

She hurriedly flashed to the inner hall in a panic and hugged Jing Yu, only to see that the clothes on his chest had been stained red with blood. She quickly reached out and leaned over gently, but I heard him whisper in my ear: "If you are, don't go...... Don't leave me!"

She nodded, looking at his blood-stained chest distressedly, with a teardrop in her eyes, reflecting his slightly pale handsome face: "I'm not leaving, I'm always there, you ...... Does it still hurt?"

He quietly gestured to Xiao Zangxian, and Xiao Zangxian quickly retreated quietly and gently closed the door.

Seeing his bleeding wounds, Hua Youruo blamed herself for not taking good care of him, so she decided to wait for him to recover completely. A sly smile appeared at the corner of his lips, and she didn't know it.