Chapter 100 Sleeping Together But what if his life is truly in danger? What should be done...?

But what if his life is truly in danger?

All of this will vanish in an instant.

“Your Highness, His Highness has always been like this,” Pei Yunwei reminded her, her head slightly lowered.

Jiang Zhuoying suddenly felt a tingling sensation in her heart, a tremor spreading from her chest to her limbs, and a huge wave surging in her chest that was difficult to calm down for a long time.

Yes, it wasn't the first day she met him.

After decades of planning and lying low, what he has experienced is probably even greater than what he is going through today.

Seeing that she seemed to be softening, Pei Yun carefully said, "Just now, Master was awake for a while and said that he was fine. We all believe Master."

"Awake?" Jiang Zhuoying immediately turned around, intending to go back, but then stopped abruptly when she remembered what Physician Yu had said.

Pei Yun moved even faster, raising her hand to stop her first: "Your Majesty..."

It was his unusual behavior that alerted Jiang Zhuoying.

Pei, the guard, was always composed, but his behavior today seemed somewhat strange.

She narrowed her eyes: "What you just said, is it all true?"

She was worried that Pei Yun was just making up lies to appease her temporarily.

Pei Yun immediately knelt down on one knee, not daring to meet her gaze: "This subordinate dares not conceal anything."

Jiang Zhuoying was silent for a few moments, then her tone calmed down: "Yes, get up."

...

The cold wind was like a blade, piercing to the bone, but Jiang Zhuoying stood outside the tent the whole time.

Xiangxing advised her to rest in another tent, but she shook her head and refused without thinking.

Xiangyue had somehow appeared beside Jiang Zhuoying, standing in the wind and trying her best to shield Jiang Zhuoying from the wind.

Pei Yun glanced at Xiang Yue a few times, then looked at Jiang Zhuoying who was standing quietly, and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Your Highness, why don't you go and rest first? His Highness might not be able to stay until midnight."

Jiang Zhuoying glanced at him, her eyes showing disapproval: "I only feel at ease when I see you here."

With her here, she can detect any movement inside the tent immediately.

After saying that, she paused and added, "This palace is enough for you. Guard Pei, you may leave now."

Pei Yun remained silent, not daring to offer any further advice, and instead stood up and took a few steps to the side.

Upon closer inspection, it stopped beside Xiangyue, in the direction the wind was blowing.

Xiangyue glanced at him a few times but didn't say anything; this wasn't the time to talk.

...

The moon hung high in the sky, and all around was relatively quiet.

A bonfire was burning not far away, crackling and popping as it burned.

At first, Jiang Zhuoying felt anxious and irritable, and every second was torture.

Later, she thought it might be better to stay outside the tent; the cold night wind could calm her down a bit.

Previously, Physician Yu had repeatedly said that things were not going well, and she was truly distraught.

However, according to Pei Yun's report, the situation was not as serious as she had imagined.

If something were to happen to Qi Fanzhen, she didn't even dare to think about the consequences...

Her heart was in her throat, and she dared not relax for even a moment. After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the sound of light footsteps finally rang out from inside the tent.

Jiang Zhuoying immediately got up and rushed in, while Xiangyue and Xiangxing behind her were several steps behind.

When Jiang Zhuoying saw Imperial Physician Yu organizing his medicine chest, her anxiety finally subsided a little.

"Imperial Physician Yu? How is His Highness?"

Yu Jin looked up in response and saw Jiang Zhuoying enter the tent. He immediately knelt down on the spot: "If Your Highness can get through tonight, then you will be fine."

His voice was no longer as flustered as it had been before.

But Jiang Zhuoying's heart, which had just settled, suddenly jumped again: "What does it mean to get through tonight?"

Yu Jin lowered his head and quickly said, "Your Highness, don't panic. If there are no other unexpected events, His Highness will definitely be able to get through tonight."

Jiang Zhuoying remained silent, her brows furrowing involuntarily. She felt that everything before her was somewhat unreal, revealing an indescribable strangeness.

But the person on the bed, whom she had seen with her own eyes, no longer allowed her to delve deeper into this strangeness.

"I understand, thank you, Physician Yu."

"Is there anything we should be careful about tonight?"

Yu Jin thought for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Your Highness has just expelled the toxins from your body. Your Highness is still weak and must not be subjected to any stimulation, and must avoid anger that could affect your heart..."

He said a lot, and Jiang Zhuoying carefully wrote it all down.

"I understand. I will trouble Physician Yu to stay here tonight."

“That’s natural.” Yu Jin kowtowed.

Jiang Zhuoying turned to Xiangxing and instructed, "I will keep watch here tonight. You prepare a soft couch for Physician Yu outside the screen..."

She calmed herself down and carefully gave instructions on what to do next, without noticing another eye contact between Yu Jin and Pei Yunjian, who had just entered the tent.

...

With the screen separating them, Jiang Zhuoying was able to have a relatively quiet and independent space.

She looked at the pale-faced man with his eyes closed on the bed, reached out to touch him, but before she could touch him, her hand stopped in mid-air.

I'm a little hesitant.

This was the first time she had ever felt his vulnerability.

After hesitating for a few moments, she finally touched the corner of his lips.

The tiny wound on her cheek was still tinged with blood, probably because Physician Yu thought the wound was too small and therefore did not do anything further.

His bone structure was already excellent, and this actually added a touch of rugged heroism to his appearance.

Jiang Zhuoying suddenly remembered the scar on her shoulder, and she pursed her lips.

Just as she once said, this scar was a burden to her, but it made Qi Fan even more resolute.

She pressed her fingertips slightly against his lips, her voice muffled: "Why did you get hurt for me?"

Although this guy has been lying here the whole time, she has not yet been able to verify it.

Before riding Jiaojiao back, he showed no signs of anything amiss.

Judging from the time of poisoning mentioned by Physician Yu, it is most likely that it happened on the way back.

She was lost in thought with her eyes downcast, completely unaware that the man was slowly opening his eyes.

Did you catch a cold?

His voice was extremely hoarse and dry, and the little girl's fingertips were icy cold.

Jiang Zhuoying was slightly taken aback, and her gaze shifted to meet his eyes.

The man frowned, his arm twitching slightly as if he were about to emerge from under the covers.

Jiang Zhuoying immediately pressed down on his arm, her nose slightly red, her voice trembling with a nasal tone: "Don't move!"

Qi Fan's brows furrowed even more: "Why are you crying? Did someone dare to bully you?"

The girl glared at him fiercely: "Of course! It's you!"

"Alone?" The man narrowed his eyes, his tone tinged with doubt.

Qi Fan glanced at her several times before softening his tone: "Would it be so kind of Your Highness to brew a cup of tea?"

Jiang Zhuoying exhaled the stale air that had been lingering in her chest for so long. Seeing that his voice was really hoarse, she didn't say anything and turned to pour water.

She went around the screen and saw Yu Jin and the others staring at her.

She suddenly felt a little guilty and gave Xiangxing a look, signaling her to go get some water.

Yu Jin lowered his voice at the right moment: "Your Majesty, you must calm down."

Jiang Zhuoying pursed her lips, a hint of annoyance flashing in her eyes. She nodded slightly, took the warm water Xiangxing handed her, and turned back.

When she went back around the screen, she found that Qi Fan had already sat up.

Jiang Zhuoying's pupils dilated slightly. She casually put down the porcelain cup, her voice slightly flustered: "What are you doing? Lie down quickly!"

She clung to the man's arm, trying to help him lie down, but he wouldn't budge.

Qi Fan grasped her hand; it was soft and icy to the touch, as if the coldness had seeped into his bones.

Why are your hands so cold?

Jiang Zhuoying originally wanted to retort to him, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she remembered Physician Yu's repeated instructions and pursed her lips.

"It's nothing, I just stayed outside the tent for a while."

"Outside the tent?" Qi Fan frowned suddenly. "You've been outside the tent the whole time?"

He sent Pei Yun to stop her, which naturally meant that she should rest somewhere else.

Unexpectedly, she remained waiting outside the tent the whole time.

Jiang Zhuoying pursed her lips, holding her large, warm hand, the warmth slowly spreading from her palm to her heart.

She had originally planned to have a good talk with him during dinner, but his injury had completely disrupted her thoughts.

She didn't even know how to face him anymore.

"You drink some water first."

She turned her face away and handed the cup to Qi Fan, who drank it all in one gulp.

Jiang Zhuoying put the empty porcelain cup down and turned around. The other person was grabbing her forearm and trying to pull her onto the couch.

She paused for a moment, then quickly recovered, bracing herself on the edge of the couch and lowering her voice, "Your Highness, please stop fooling around."

Not only because Qi Fan was injured and she was afraid of pressing on his arm, but also because Imperial Physician Yu was resting outside the screen.

The man gazed intently at her, his voice almost a whisper: "The night is chilly; the Crown Princess might fall ill from the cold."

Jiang Zhuoying stared into his deep, dark eyes.

He said slowly and deliberately, "I can't bear to part with it."

Jiang Zhuoying pursed her lips tightly, slightly shifting her gaze, her ear tips turning slightly red.

Even as the crown prince, his injury was somewhat different from his usual appearance.

It couldn't be that the toxins got into the brain, could it?

Jiang Zhuoying shook her head, trying to shake off these absurd thoughts...

"Just lie down beside me."

His deep, slow voice conveyed composure and contained a convincing power.

Jiang Zhuoying: "..."

Thinking of Physician Yu guarding outside the screen and the words he had instructed her, she hesitated.

But the force pulling her along was relentless...

Jiang Zhuoying finally lay down carefully on her side, afraid that she might accidentally bump into him, with almost half of her body hanging in the air.

She had barely closed her eyes when an arm swept around her waist and pulled her into its embrace with an unyielding force.

Jiang Zhuoying, her body stiff, braced herself against the other person's arm and gasped urgently, "Be careful!"

A low chuckle came from above: "Okay."

"It's warmer to lean against you." He said in a low, husky voice, close to her ear.

Jiang Zhuoying felt her earlobe getting hotter and hotter, but she still kept her lips tightly pressed together and didn't respond to him.

She was quickly enveloped in a warm feeling, a comforting and reassuring embrace.

Actually, she was exhausted today. She hadn't rested well last night, and today she was both frightened and scared, and her heart was constantly on edge.

Now that I'm settled in, I'm so sleepy that I can't even keep my eyelids open.

But she kept thinking that Qi Fan's night was extremely important and she had to stay by his side at all times. In the instant before she lost consciousness, she trembled and woke up in fear.

"how?"

A broad hand landed on her back just in time, supporting her heart full of worry and fear.

"Azhuo, don't be afraid." His voice was gentle.

"If I hold your hand, A-Zhuo will surely notice if anything is amiss..."

With patient and attentive coaxing, Jiang Zhuoying quickly fell asleep.

The next day.

When Jiang Zhuoying woke up, she felt drowsy and turned over in her sleep. Suddenly, she sat up with a start.

Looking around, she found herself alone on the bed.

"Xiangyue?"

She called out to the outside, and Xiangyue quickly responded and hurried over.

She handed Jiang Zhuoying a glass of warm water: "Your Highness, are you getting up?"