Song Xi spoke weakly, "I was wrong, Young Master, please help me heal my wounds, okay?"
Song Xiwei was extremely weak, speaking in a feeble voice, and she didn't even have the strength to reach out and pull on Aoqian's arm.
Aoqian was still angry. "Who hurt you?"
Despite his curt questioning, he continued to treat Song Xiwei.
As warm spiritual energy flowed into her, Song Xiwei felt as if her depleted life force had been sustained, and she finally felt like she could breathe again.
She almost lost her life; she knew very well that she was just a hair's breadth away from giving up.
She gambled that she still had genuine feelings for herself, and that there was a 50% chance she wouldn't want to die.
The gamble paid off, and luckily Aoqian arrived quickly.
"It doesn't matter anymore, Young Master." Song Xi's eyes welled up with tears, and she suddenly felt a little wronged, but at least she could face Aoqian with a clear conscience.
If she doesn't resolve the issue of the gap, how can she possibly face Aoqian face to face?
How could she possibly have the face to accept Aoqian's treatment?
"What do you mean 'not important'! Song Xiwei, you can't just brush me off! What exactly happened?!"
Aoqian hadn't had a chance to contact Lanshan yet and didn't know what had happened in those few hours.
He was always worried about Song Xiwei's situation in Penglai, and his heart was always hanging in the balance.
The wait was becoming increasingly anxious. If things continued like this, Aoqian was afraid he wouldn't be able to hold on and would have to forcibly take Song Xiwei away.
Fortunately, Song Xiwei finally took the initiative to contact him telepathically.
He never expected that after only a few hours without any news of her, she would be so badly injured!
"No, I'm not just trying to brush you off, it's just... it's a little hard to say..." Song Xiwei didn't know how to start the conversation with Aoqian.
But it was clear that Aoqian cared a lot, as he was already resentful that Aoqian was unwilling to leave Penglai with him.
She was also resentful because she had promised him she wouldn't get hurt, and now she had broken her promise.
In short, it was she who broke her promise first, and it would indeed be unreasonable not to tell Aoqian.
"Fine, then leave. I won't concern myself with your affairs anymore, and my affairs are none of your business. From today onward, we'll go our separate ways and have nothing to do with each other."
Aoqian stopped transmitting spiritual energy.
Half of the treatment has been completed, and Song Xiwei is no longer in immediate danger of losing her life.
She returned to her sect, where some of her disciples healed her wounds.
There's no need for Ao to worry about her.
Song Xiwei never expected that Aoqian would suddenly do this.
"Young Master, I was wrong, I was really wrong..."
She reached out to pull Aoqian, but he dodged her.
"You are no longer my subordinate, so don't lay a hand on me," Ao Qian said coldly.
Song Xi's eyes welled up with tears of grievance. "My injuries haven't healed yet, why are you going to break up with me already..."
"It wasn't me who caused your injury, so why are you complaining to me? Besides, you were going to abandon me anyway, and now I won't interfere with your decision. You're not my subordinate anymore, so you can go wherever you want. It has nothing to do with me anymore. Isn't that what you want?"
After finishing his sentence, Aoqian was about to leave.
Before Song Xiwei could even process what was happening, the words had already spilled out, "You can't leave me behind! I have nowhere to go, Aoqian, if you're leaving, take me with you!"
Aoqian froze, his back stiff, without turning around. He let out a bitter, cold laugh. "Song Xiwei, don't play me for a fool. You're always in a good position, you think you'll have nowhere to go?"
Taking advantage of the moment when Aoqian stopped, fearing that he might really abandon her, Song Xiwei rushed over and hugged him from behind.
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