Chapter 73 Awakening from a Dream
Today, Chu Mo was training his troops in the military camp as usual.
He was dressed in black armor, with his long hair standing high. He stood in the cold wind with a powerful aura. His hawk-like eyes fell on the soldiers, making them feel nervous.
In recent days, everyone knew that the general was in a very bad mood, with a murderous aura that was frightening. He looked in the direction of the grassland from time to time, like a beast that had awakened, waiting to bite off the enemy's throat at any time.
At this moment, no one dared to displease him.
However, a hurried figure rode towards them.
Chu Mo frowned, extreme panic surged in his heart, and his fingertips trembled slightly.
——This person is from Xuanxuan’s side.
His throat tightened and he strode forward, his face pale and his fists clenched.
The man jumped off the horse before the horse stopped and knelt in front of Chu Mo: "Master, the young lady is unconscious for no reason and the doctor doesn't know the reason."
Chu Mo's pupils suddenly shrank and he subconsciously took two steps back, as if he couldn't accept it.
The next moment, he strode forward, jumped on the horse, held the reins tightly, and ran towards the city without saying a word.
My dear, my dear...
Little princess, nothing must happen to you.
…
Half an hour ago, Jing Xuan was chatting with Li Qing. Although the weather was cold, her face was still rosy because of the silver charcoal, and she did not feel uncomfortable at all.
However, it was only a blink of an eye.
It was as if a huge hand was clutching her heart, trying to crush it. The sudden severe pain made her face turn pale. She curled up in unbearable pain, clutching her chest, and her body began to tremble violently.
"Xiaoxiao!" Li Qing was shocked and hugged her quickly.
Before Jing Xuan could say anything, she felt dizzy and her whole body went limp and she passed out.
Li Qing shouted: "Xiao Fu! Xue'er!"
The two people in the side room had never heard her voice so out of control, so they hurriedly opened the door and saw the unconscious Jing Xuan.
"Miss!"
Chu Xue came trotting over, pinched Jing Xuan’s Ren Zhong, and carried her to the bed.
Xiao Fu hurried to find the palace doctor.
When the court doctor arrived, he first felt the patient's pulse, then performed a series of examinations, and finally muttered in astonishment, "No..."
Chu Xue said anxiously: "Nothing?!"
"The pulse is stable, there is no abnormality at all." The court doctor said word by word, "I think he fell asleep."
Li Qing: "How is it possible? Before she fainted, she clutched her chest with her hands, right..."
The court doctor shook his head, "Everything is normal."
So normal that... nothing is normal.
The court doctor groaned, "I'll look up some books and prescribe some medicine for her. Now we can only observe."
After he finished speaking, he left in a hurry.
Li Qing looked at Chu Xue: "Have you informed the general?"
Chu Xue nodded.
Not long after, Chu Mo came rushing in, his armor clacking, and went straight into the inner room.
Chu Xue clasped her fists and saluted: "Master!"
Chu Mo ignored her, strode to the bedside, lowered his eyes and looked at the little girl on the bed: "妧妧..."
His heart was still pounding, hurting him, his limbs were cold and weak, and fear was like a giant beast that almost swallowed him up.
This time, he was even more frightened than the last time Jing Xuan was almost shot by an arrow.
Jing Xuan was lying unconscious on the bed, unable to smile at him or talk to him.
But a few days ago, she clearly...
Chu Mo tried his best to stop trembling. He knew he couldn't panic. He must not panic. Xuanxuan would be fine.
Chu Xue and the others went out at some point, leaving Chu Mo alone in the room.
The slender fingers trembled slightly as they touched the fair cheek, caressing it tenderly, not daring to use any strength.
“Xiaoxiao…” Chu Mo’s voice tightened and he choked up: “Don’t…scare me.”
"I am very timid and I can't help being scared."
He held the cold little hand, wrapped it in his palm, and comforted it carefully, with hot kisses falling on the slender fingertips, as if he was kissing a rose, devoutly and cherishingly.
"Xiaoxiao is just a little tired. She will be fine after a good sleep, right?"
"Chu Xiaomo will always wait for you and stay with you, don't be afraid."
His little princess is bright and noble, and is always the most dazzling light.
So...it'll be fine.
…
After Chu Mo adjusted his mood, he went out and asked Chu Xue about the specific situation. When he learned that Jing Xue had been feeling unwell for a few days, his face immediately darkened.
Chu Xue clasped her fists and admitted her fault: "It was my fault!"
"I don't blame you."
Chu Mo pursed his thin lips. He was not an unreasonable person, so if anyone was to blame, it was only him.
He failed to give the little princess enough sense of security, and because he was about to go to war, he did not come to look for her.
Blame him.
Chu Mo looked inside the room and said, "Tell the court doctor to find a solution as soon as possible."
"yes!"
After giving the instructions, he walked into the room and continued to stay with Jing Yun.
…
Jing Xuan had a dream. In the dream, there was only a tall man. She couldn’t see his face clearly, but she felt that his eyes were always looking at her.
Jing Yu frowned unhappily: "What are you looking at?"
The man smiled and his deep voice was extremely pleasant to the ear.
"What are you laughing at?"
Man: “I’m glad to see you.”
Jing Xuan blinked and said unhappily: "I already have a lover, you don't stand a chance."
As he spoke, he chuckled, and it was obvious that he was in a good mood when he mentioned his lover.
The man still smiled, his eyes full of tenderness: "That's really a pity."
Jing Xuan ignored him and looked around.
It was a vast white world, and there was nothing else but white as far as the eye could see.
"Where is this?"
The man explained: "Your dream."
"Dream? Why do you appear?" Jing Yu was puzzled.
"Do you know that Zhuang Zhou dreamed of being a butterfly?"
Before Jing Yu could say anything, he continued, "Is it Zhuang Zhou who dreamed of the butterfly, or is it the butterfly that dreamed of Zhuang Zhou?"
He sighed softly, his metallic voice intoxicating and making my heart skip a beat, "No one knows, and no one can know."
Jing Xuan looked confused, not knowing what this strange man whose face could not be seen was talking about.
"It's just that..." The man bent down slightly, looked at her level, and said slowly with a smile in his eyes -
"The dream is finally over."
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