The wind was still blowing hard outside the window. Yuan Zhao frowned slightly. The dull pain from the back of her head made her feel a little uncomfortable.
She reached out and pushed Dota, her voice weak but urgent.
"I can't breathe..."
Dota finally came to his senses and immediately let go of her, scanning her body carefully, fearing that she might have any injuries.
After confirming that she was safe, he slowly raised his eyes and looked around.
A strange house, scattered furnishings, men in black lying all over the ground, and the air still filled with the smell of blood from the clash of swords and knives.
His memory slowly returned, and he remembered what happened before he fainted.
It was Duoming who kidnapped Zhizhi and teamed up with the Murong tribe to set up a trap, and then encountered a sandstorm and quicksand...
Thinking of Zhizhi, he was suddenly shocked and asked anxiously, "Where's Zhizhi? Is she okay?"
Yuan Zhao sat down and nodded, "Zhizhi is sleeping in the side room."
She looked at Dota and saw that he hadn't figured out the situation yet, so she slowly told him what happened after he fell into a coma.
"Back then, you encountered quicksand, you were stabbed in the heart, your left leg was broken, and you nearly died... It was Zhizhi who saved you. If she hadn't fed you the magical herb, you wouldn't have survived until now..."
She did not hide the fact that Zhizhi saved him. She knew that Zhizhi was willing to take the risk to save Duota, which at least meant that he was trustworthy.
She would rather Duota remember Zhizhi's kindness.
Dota was silent, sitting quietly opposite her and listening to her story.
He looked at her, emotions surging in his eyes, but he was extremely restrained.
He recalled the scene he saw when he opened his eyes—she stood in front of him, facing the knife light without hesitation.
Didn't you run away?
Don't you want to stay with him?
Why come back to save him?
Why stand in front of him when it was so dangerous?
He wanted to ask her all these questions, but in the end, he swallowed the words back when they came to his lips.
In the end, he only asked, "Then... why did you come back..."
There was even a hint of expectation and begging in his tone.
Not like the many towers of the past.
Yuan Zhao just felt that he seemed a little different when he woke up this time.
She exhaled slightly and said, "Zhizhi asked Xiaobai to send me a letter, so I came here."
She didn't say who it was for, but just avoided his sight and looked at the killers on the ground.
"Most of these people were sent by Duoming. He has now regained the throne in Xiaoyue City and sent Helian Chang to fight against Dacheng..."
"Now that you're awake, we should pack up and leave." She glanced at him, stood up and said finally, "You take care of the arrangements. The children and I can go back to Liangzhou City."
She seemed to want to leave immediately and didn't want to stay even a moment longer.
A hint of sadness flashed across Dota's eyes, but he said nothing in the end.
Only then did Cang Yuan come over and nudged his hand affectionately with his head.
Dota raised his hand and slid his fingertips along its rough fur, which was slightly dry and warm.
He heard Yuan Zhao's voice coming softly, with a tired tone.
"Ever since you fell into a coma, it has been guarding you all the time..."
Dota was slightly startled, and his hand movements paused.
He looked down at Cang Yuan, then turned to look for the owner of the voice.
Yuan Zhao was already lying on the ground.
There was only a thin mattress on the ground, and the wind and sand came in through the crack in the door and quietly landed on the corner of her clothes.
She seemed extremely tired, even her movements were somewhat casual. She curled up on her side, closed her eyes, breathed shallowly and steadily, and her long hair fell on the pillow.
"Sleep a little longer," she whispered, her tone as calm as if she were instructing on a trivial matter. "Wait until dawn and the wind and sand stop before thinking about it."
Dotta looked at her in silence.
His eyes fell on the simple bedding under her, and then swept across the kang under himself.
The kang is covered with thick quilts, which are considered to be the best quilts used in ordinary people's homes.
Even Cang Yuan was accustomed to curling up on the kang beside him.
After a moment of silence, he called her softly: "A Zhao..."
The person on the ground didn't open his eyes, but just said "hmm" softly, as if responding in a state of half-asleep and half-wakefulness.
"How long was I unconscious?"
"It's been more than half a month since I came here." Yuan Zhao's voice was calm and light.
More than half a month...
Dota's fingertips tightened slightly, his thoughts churning, but in the end he didn't ask any more questions.
He just looked at her quietly.
Until her breathing gradually became steady, she finally let go of her fatigue and found a moment of sleep in this windy and sandy night.
But his heart couldn't be at peace.
Zhizhi took the magic herb to save him, and Cangyuan stayed by his side all the time.
But what about you?
The most noble princess of Dacheng should have been living in the capital, enjoying fine clothes and delicious food, and being pampered.
But now, I am in this harsh desert climate, living in this leaky house, wearing coarse linen clothes, and sleeping on the cold ground without any etiquette.
Why on earth?
The night is as dark as ink, the wind still blows, the sky and the earth are vast, and no one answers anything.
Duota got down from the ground and gently picked her up. He felt her weight and found that she was much lighter than when she was in Chaoyuan.
He suddenly remembered the voice he heard in his sleep.
She said she wasn't used to the climate in Northern Qiang, she wanted to go home, and she asked him to wake up soon...
He put her on the kang, covered her with a quilt, and just sat aside, looking at her quietly.
He held her hand and felt the warmth from her body.
Finally, he just sighed slightly.
What should I do with you...
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When he woke up the next day, Yuan Zhao found himself sleeping on the kang and there was no one else in the room.
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