After struggling for a long time, Eunuch Lin coughed twice and said, "Second Master Chu, is His Highness awake?"
Hearing the sound, Yan Xi turned back with difficulty, and said with a stiff neck: "No, he seems to have a nightmare."
Eunuch Lin walked closer and saw that his master's eyes were indeed closed and he looked uneasy, and he had not woken up.
He sighed and said, "Second Master Chu, let me help you up."
However, Xiao Jingwen held her tightly, and she didn't move at all. Instead, after his action, the two of them stuck closer together.
Eunuch Lin was embarrassed by such an ambiguous posture, "Second Master Chu, my prince had a nightmare, it doesn't mean anything else."
Yan Xi smiled helplessly, indicating that he knew. He turned his eyes slightly and tried to talk to Xiao Jingwen, "Your Highness, please let me go first. I promise I won't leave. If you don't believe me, I'll give you my hand and you can hold it."
Xiao Jingwen didn't move.
"..." Yan Xi took a deep breath, "Your Highness, if you don't let go, I will be suffocated to death. If I die, you will never see me again!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Jingwen's long eyelashes trembled slightly, his brows were furrowed, fear appeared on his face, and then his arms loosened.
Yan Xi was able to catch his breath and quickly propped himself up and sat up. Just as he was about to raise his hand, Xiao Jingwen seemed to have really woken up and grabbed his wrist with incredible precision.
"..."Okay, don't even think about leaving him today.
Eunuch Lin was stunned to see such a magical scene for the first time and forgot to react.
Yan Xi: "Eunuch Lin, please feed the medicine. Also, His Highness's wound has probably opened again. Let the imperial physician come in and rebandage it."
Hearing this, Eunuch Lin suddenly came back to his senses and responded blankly, "Oh, okay, I'll be right there."
After doing all this, half an hour had passed.
Yan Xi was afraid that Xiao Jingwen didn't have a strong will to survive, so she kept talking to herself for a long time.
In the evening, the emperor came again. Seeing the two people holding hands tightly, his eyes fell on Yan Xi with an ambiguous meaning.
She came and left in a hurry, seemingly not worried about her son's safety at all.
Before leaving, the emperor looked at Yan Xi with a half-smile: "I feel relieved to have you around."
Yan Xi smiled back, but actually rolled his eyes secretly.
If he had not read the original plot and knew that the emperor's favorite son was the fourth prince who seemed indifferent to fame and fortune and had little sense of existence, which was why he pretended to favor the male protagonist in the later period and even made the male protagonist the crown prince to pave the way for the fourth prince, he would have really believed that the emperor was so confident in the dying Xiao Jingwen because of his existence.
Yan Xi couldn't help but feel sorry for Xiao Jingwen. His mother died early and his father didn't love him. How tragic could it be?
Thinking of this, he began to talk to himself again.
Eunuch Lin had been guarding for two nights and a day and couldn't bear it anymore and kept dozing off. Yan Xi was afraid that he would die suddenly, so she strongly asked him to rest and let him take over.
Before he knew it, Yan Xi's eyelids were drooping, and no matter how he resisted, he finally fell asleep.
The dawn light unveiled the night, and the sunlight sneaked through the window and shone in front of the bed, shining directly on the pale young man's face.
The young man frowned and opened his heavy eyelids with difficulty. His dark eyes moved and a familiar scent lingered in his nostrils, causing his body to stiffen slightly.
He lowered his eyes and saw the boy sleeping beside him, his furry little head resting on his shoulder, sleeping soundly with steady breathing.
And I actually hugged his waist and held him tightly.
The person in his arms seemed to be dreaming of some delicious food. She licked her lips, rubbed her head against his arms, and smiled foolishly, "Jing Wen, sweet and sour pork ribs, delicious..."
Xiao Jingwen blinked, his breathing hitched, and his heart pounded wildly.
Did Yan Xi actually dream about himself?
The corners of Xiao Jingwen's lips curled up, his pale face gained some color, and he hugged her tighter.
Unexpectedly, because of his actions, Yan Xi woke up immediately, with tears in her clear eyes and a confused look on her face.
Their eyes met, and the boy's eyes lit up. He stood up and said, "Jing Wen, are you awake?!"
Xiao Jingwen couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth into a faint smile, and said in a low voice, "Well, I woke up. You... have been staying by my side?"
"Of course not. I can't leave even if I want to." Yan Xi's voice was clear and crisp, with a hint of dissatisfaction and complaint: "You kept hugging me yesterday, saying that you didn't want me to leave you. Did you dream that I was about to die?"
Xiao Jingwen was slightly startled, the hazy memories of last night brought back to him. He stared at the boy with dark eyes, "Well, I'm very sad. I heard everything you said yesterday. Yan Xi, you said you wouldn't leave me, do you still mean it?"
Yan Xi looked at his serious expression, feeling inexplicably guilty and nervous.
After thinking about it, it doesn’t make sense. Why should he feel guilty?
"Haha, well...if nothing unexpected happens, it should count." If he died accidentally, there would be nothing he could do.
Xiao Jingwen lay on the bed, smiled slowly, and looked straight at him, "Yanxi, you must remember what you said, don't leave me."
Even the thought is not allowed, otherwise, I will ignore everything and lose control completely.
I don’t want to see the scene in my dream again.
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