Chapter 299 Going to Find Xi Yan

Although Xiao Nanyan's injuries were serious, fortunately Fu Yunqing used golden needles to open the blood vessels in time, expelling the blockage in his heart meridians, and also gave him the Fu family's ancestral heart-protecting pill, finally saving his life.

However, he was in a coma for three days.

Over the past three days, Xiao Nanyan had suddenly developed a high fever, which felt like charcoal burning his skin and flesh, and his consciousness was floating in chaos.

While in a coma, he sometimes called out to Yanyan in a heart-wrenching voice, and sometimes he called out softly like a child, murmuring "mother" and "daddy", which made Fu Yunqing, who was guarding the bedside, feel a pang of pain in his heart.

In just a few days, Xiao Nanyue lost both his parents and then his beloved. The only person he respected, "Father", turned out to be the direct murderer who harmed him. No one could bear this heart-wrenching pain.

During these three days, Fu Yunqing simply moved into the Regent's Mansion. She had to treat the unconscious Xiao Nanyue with acupuncture, and also watch the maids boil medicine and feed them water. She was just like an old nanny who was worried to death.

He looked at the unconscious Xiao Nanyan and wailed:

"Brother, if you don't wake up, I, Lao Fu, will collapse."

When Xiao Nanyan occasionally woke up, he would hold his body, grab his wrist, and stare at him with bloodshot eyes:

"Did you find her?"

Fu Yunqing shook his head helplessly.

After the fire was extinguished, he ordered his men to dig up the secret passage. There wasn't the sharp knife formation Xiao Beicheng had described, but there must be a well underneath. Several waterways, winding and twisting, led nowhere. It seemed they connected to the mountain stream at Wulao Peak, and it was unknown where Xiyan had been washed to.

Fu Yunqing patted the back of Xiao Nanyan's hand, comforting him like an old mother:

"Nan Yan, I've sent people to pursue along the waterway. If they haven't found him, there's still hope. You should take good care of your injuries."

Xiao Nanyue remained silent, as if he had fallen asleep again.

On the morning of the fourth day, when Fu Yunqing walked into Liuyunxuan, he found the couch empty.

On the table, there was a bowl of cold medicine.

Fu Yunqing asked the maid Chunliu:

"Where is your prince?"

"The prince got up before dawn. He brought a lot of guards with him and said he was going to... go look for Xiyan."

"Alas, this guy, his injury hasn't healed yet, and he's already so anxious!"

Fu Yunqing stamped his feet, but there was nothing he could do.

He knew that he couldn't stop it. With Xiao Nanyan's temper, he would only give up after seeing it with his own eyes.

But he was still worried about Xiao Nanyue's health. He cursed, "I really owe you this life," but still ran out of the house.

…

Xiao Nanyan braved the morning light and climbed up Feiyun Temple again.

The residual warmth of charred wood still wafted through the rubble. He dragged his unhealed body, stepping on burnt beams with every step. The old wound on his back burst open due to his rapid walking, and blood seeped through his black robe, leaving dark red marks.

He walked straight towards the dug pit where Xiyan fell three days ago.

For the past three days, even in his dreams, he was regretting why he had to say those heartless words.

Originally, he had planned everything, wanting to stabilize Xiao Beicheng and take the opportunity to save Xiyan, but he didn't expect that he would hurt her heart again and make her leave him in such a decisive way.

For the first time in his life, he hated himself.

No matter how precise all his plans were, the only thing he overlooked was Xiyan's heart, which had already been broken to pieces by him.

She didn't have any trust in him at all.

At this moment, looking at the dark cave entrance, he took another step forward.

Han Xiao and Mo Ren wanted to stop him, but were forced back by the madness in his eyes that burned everything.

"Get out of the way!"

Without waiting for anyone to react, he jumped into the cave.

The water in the culvert was icy cold and soaked through his clothes in an instant.

The wound was extremely painful when it came into contact with water, but it could not suppress his eagerness to find Xiyan.

He swam along the winding waterway, choking every time he raised his head to breathe, but the white skirt of Xi Yan as she fell kept flashing before his eyes.

The waterway winds around and finally merges into the mountain stream outside Wulao Peak.

He could no longer hold on and almost plunged into the water, but Han Xiao and Mo Ren came up behind him and held him up, pulling him to the shore.

At this moment, Xiao Nanyue no longer had the noble and cold demeanor of the past. He slumped in the mud, water dripping from his hair, his whole body shaking, his back covered in blood, the blood he coughed up dyed the reeds on the shore red, only his eyes were empty, like a puppet that had lost its soul.

There were only a few pieces of duckweed on the lake, winding and drifting into the distance, and there was no trace of Xi Yan.

He struggled and wanted to go into the water again, but was held down by Fu Yunqing who came over.

At this moment, Fu Yunqing's usually smiling eyebrows were twisted into a knot, and he raised his hand and slapped Xiao Nanyue's fair and handsome face.

Snap——

A crisp sound echoed in the empty river valley.