Bi Xie's hands were wet from crying.

"Please stop crying, okay?" Bi Xie cut off her conversation with Ru Hua, looking helplessly at the boy who was struggling wildly and refusing to let her get close. Having traveled through so many worlds, this was the first time she had seen such a villain who could cry so much. Tears streamed down his face, wetting his temples.

"You need to change your undergarments and wipe your body with cold water. If you don't want me to touch you, I won't. I'll go call Guard Lin to come in and help you change," she said, withdrawing her hand to leave.

He gave a soft, aggrieved groan, awkwardly turning his head away from her, his shoulders trembling as if he were still crying.

Bi Xie sighed helplessly, turned around and explained the situation to Lin Jinwei. Lin Jinwei stopped the carriage, asked Bi Xie if he could drive, then climbed into the carriage and switched places with Bi Xie.

The wheels started turning, and there was only a dirt road ahead. By the moonlight, Bi Xie drove the carriage straight along the rugged path.

However, after traveling for a short while, Lin Jinwei's voice came from inside the carriage, "General Xu, the young prince won't let me take off my clothes, what should I do?" His voice was helpless, as if he was still trying his best to persuade Han Yun, but obviously he hadn't succeeded. He said with difficulty, "The young prince won't let me touch him either."

Bi Xie heard the boy's hoarse, angry shouts from inside the carriage: "Xu Xie, you liar, you bastard, if you dare let anyone touch me, I'll kill myself!"

Can the villains in this world please stop crying and dying all the time?

For the first time, Bi Xie doubted Xu Xie's ability to raise children. This was more than just spoiled; it was downright willful and unreasonable.

Lin Jinwei's voice was full of difficulty: "General Xu, why don't you do it?" Before General Xu appeared, the young prince was a perfectly normal person! How come he's become so... difficult to deal with now that General Xu has arrived?

Bi Xie's car wasn't as fast as Lin Jinwei's, so they stopped and switched back.

Lin Jinwei sat on the saddle, wiped the sweat from his forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, and listened carefully to the sounds inside the carriage—the little prince was no longer crying.

It's true that different environments shape different people. The men of Yexi Kingdom shed blood but not tears. However, the young prince has been wandering in Kuiyang Kingdom for so long that he has developed a habit of crying. What should we do? Your Highness is destined to be the ruler of a country. How can you act like a woman and shed tears at the drop of a hat?

Lin Jinwei was extremely distressed. If he wasn't absolutely certain that General Xu didn't know the prince's identity, he would have suspected that Xu Xie was deliberately spoiling his prince like a girl, turning him into a useless person.

When Bi Xie returned to the carriage, she saw the boy sitting in the corner of the carriage with his eyes open, glaring at her. There were a few crystal tears hanging in the corners of his eyes, about to fall, and he looked so pitiful.

“Now that you’re awake, wipe yourself down. Your body temperature is too high; you’ll get a fever,” Bi Xie said, deliberately sitting on the edge of the car, a little further away from him. Seeing him staring at her stubbornly without saying a word, she sighed, “I’ll turn away and not look at you. If you really don’t believe me, just cover my eyes.”

He remained silent, but his eyes reddened with grievance. After a moment, he said in a hoarse voice, "I hate you."

Bi Xie smiled helplessly. He was really being hypocritical; he disliked her but still wanted to kidnap her.

She turned around and listened to him rustling around in the back for a while. Finally, he stopped making noise, but he didn't say whether he was dressed or not. Bi Xie hesitated for a moment, but still didn't turn around to look. He closed his eyes and leaned against the car wall, pretending to be asleep.

After a while, Bi Xie heard another rustling sound.

There seemed to be someone sitting next to me, my shoulder felt heavy, and something seemed to be covering me.

She peeked through a crack in her eye and saw the cloak covering her. Han Yun leaned on her shoulder, his face flushed, his breath hot and ticklish against her neck. His eyelashes were so long and dark, and there were faint tear stains on his face. His eyelashes were also damp, making him look so pitiful.

Bi Xie felt even more heartbroken when he thought about his tragic death in his previous life.

She dared not move, and let him lean against her until they reached Fengshui Town.

When Lin Jinwei lifted the carriage curtain, he saw his young prince leaning against the enemy general's chest like a young lady. His rough and hard face stiffened for a moment. He quickly lowered the curtain, coughed, and said in a deep voice, "General Xu, this is Fengshui Town. Let's rest here and get a doctor for the young prince."

“Okay,” Bi Xie replied. Seeing that Han Yun was still unconscious, he carried him off the carriage and, together with Lin Jinwei, found an inn to stay at.

Lin Jinwei went to fetch a doctor, while Bi Xie stayed by the bedside, wrapping ice cubes he had asked Xiao Er for in a cloth to temporarily cool him down.

This cold came on fiercely. Han Yun's constitution was already weak. After falling into the water and catching a cold, he was rushed to the road without any treatment and suddenly fell ill and could not get up. Lin Jinwei was very anxious. After the doctor wrote a prescription, he hurriedly went out to get the medicine, leaving Bi Xie alone to take care of his little prince. He couldn't be more at ease with Bi Xie.

Bi Xie recalled the first aid knowledge for fever that he had read before, and asked the waiter to prepare a bucket of warm water and bring it in.

He had intended to have the waiter help him undress and take a bath, but remembering Han Yun's fierce determination to prevent anyone from touching him, he had the waiter leave. Hesitantly, he leaned close to Han Yun's ear and called his name a few times. Seeing that Han Yun did not respond, he felt very guilty and closed his eyes to start untying the boy's clothes.

Ru Hua: "Tsk tsk tsk, host, you still couldn't resist making a move. Eh... Aren't you worried that the villain's crush is the original owner now?"

"Shut up," Bi Xie said, his face turning red for some reason. "Who did it? I didn't even open my eyes before I threw him into the bathtub. What do you know, you little system? A warm bath can dilate blood vessels in the skin, which is the best way to reduce fever."

Ru Hua clicked her tongue in amazement: "Don't explain, explaining is just covering up."

Bi Xie was too lazy to explain. Sweating profusely, she unbuttoned the boy's inner garment. She swore she really didn't look at him at all before picking him up and putting him in the bathtub. Then, she breathed heavily, leaning against the tub and patting her chest to catch her breath.

·

When Han Yun woke up, the room was quiet, but a strong wind was blowing outside the window, and he could hear the leaves rustling.

Xu Xie was not there. He suddenly sat up, but his head was spinning badly, and he was panting with his head propped up by his body, feeling weak all over.

"Xu Xie!" he called out, but his voice was too soft, weak and hoarse, and his throat was dry and sore.

"You lied to me again!" He pursed his lips, tears welling up in his eyes. His fierce gaze seemed to want to tear everything apart. When a cup of tea appeared in front of him, he froze, looking up in a daze. The tears flowed even more fiercely. "I was sick, and you didn't even stay with me. Where were you?"

Bi Xie was at a loss for what to do with his crying, so he honestly confessed, "I've been watching over you. I've been sitting in that chair over there reading a book. If you don't believe me, I'll bring you the book."

His tears gradually stopped, and he sobbed as he took the tea. It was still warm, which made him feel a little better, but he was still not very happy. "What's so interesting about the book? Let me see it."

Ru Hua: "Congratulations, host, the villain's happiness level has increased by 10 points."