Yan Xi didn't know how long he had slept.
Sometimes he dreamed of himself talking and laughing with his parents, and sometimes he saw the system, and every detail of the first mission quickly played before his eyes.
The picture froze at the moment when Xiao Jingwen wanted to drag him to be buried with him.
They jumped down from the high city gate.
Murong Xing collapsed on the city gate and shouted, "Brother!!"
Yan Xi was stunned, looking bewildered.
Brother? Are you calling him?
What? The heroine treats him as a younger brother?
Aren’t you a couple?
Didn’t you say you would take good care of him, wash his clothes and cook for him, and live with him?
Before he could understand what was going on, the next moment, he clearly saw a trace of pain and regret in Xiao Jingwen's eyes, who had dragged him to death with him. He wanted to push him away, but it was too late. He could only hold him tightly in his arms, his low voice trembling in the wind, "Yan Xi, I'm sorry, I love you..."
W-What?!
Yan Xi suddenly opened his eyes wide, unable to believe what he heard.
It must be an illusion!
Otherwise, why didn't he hear it when he was dying? !
On second thought, after rewinding the tape, although Xiao Jingwen never said a word of love, but... those words were full of love.
It turns out that he has always liked himself...
Yan Xi was shocked, her chest felt full and her nose felt sore, and she wanted to cry.
Xiao Jingwen...you fool.
Why do you have to like me when you can like anyone else?
Are you stupid? I'm a man, and a supporting actor who wants to steal your heroine. What can happen?
Yan Xi scolded him for being stupid while she was having trouble breathing and her chest felt like it was about to explode.
The surroundings returned to darkness.
Yan Xi curled up into a ball, unable to breathe.
Is he going to be wiped out?
It feels so uncomfortable.
Xiao Jingwen, you must live well and forget about me.
I can't stay with you anymore...
The emperor's bedroom.
The old doctor was sweating profusely as he looked at the pale but handsome man lying on the bed, his brows furrowed.
"How is it?" The young emperor in dragon robe looked at him nervously.
The imperial physician moved his lips, plopped down on his knees, and trembled. "I am incompetent. Master Yanxi is still the same as before, with no sign of waking up."
Hearing this, Xiao Jingwen's heart trembled violently. He tried his best to suppress the bloodthirsty thoughts in his heart and closed his eyes, "Get out."
Upon receiving the order, the imperial physician fled in a hurry as if he had been pardoned.
The palace maids and eunuchs standing in the bedroom fell silent, not daring to make any noise to bring bad luck upon themselves. However, a few palace maids were so frightened that their legs became weak and trembled uncontrollably.
Eunuch Lin, who was standing next to Xiao Jingwen, couldn't help but wipe his sweat.
Ever since His Majesty came back like a madman carrying Young Master Yanxi, who had become a living dead, two years ago, he would ask the imperial physicians to take his pulse and diagnose him every day like a madman. However, every time, these physicians were unable to cure the young master and wake him up.
On the contrary, it is said that this young man is very likely to never wake up again.
At first, His Majesty would lose all reason when hearing these words and kill people on the spot.
Later, Madam Chu risked her life to speak to him for a few words, and His Majesty gradually calmed down his anger.
However, every time at this time, their majesty's emotions would easily get out of control, and anyone who was unlucky would be sent to the laundry department or to the cold palace to serve the concubines.
Over time, no one dared to say anything.
Xiao Jingwen looked at the person lying on the bed with his eyes closed and motionless, and a hint of pain flashed in his eyes.
She reached out her hand tremblingly, stroked his face, pulled the corners of her lips, revealed a gentle, almost morbid smile, and whispered: "Yanxi, why did you lie to me again? Didn't we say yesterday that you can only sleep for one more day, and when the time comes, you have to get up and eat. Why do you always stay in bed, huh?"
Everyone was used to hearing him talking to himself, but they still felt a chill down their spine at the strange tone of his voice.
At this moment, the pale-faced young man on the bed suddenly moved his lips. His voice was as soft as a mosquito, but it was particularly clear in the unusually quiet palace, "Jing Wen... idiot..."
In an instant, the palace maids and eunuchs present held their breath, unable to believe their ears.
Their Majesty seemed to be shocked as well. He was stunned for a moment, then became extremely excited and leaned over tremblingly. "Yanxi, I'm here. Open your eyes and look at me. I've prepared a lot of sweet and sour spare ribs, candied haws, chestnut cakes, lotus cakes, and your favorite chicken legs. As long as you wake up, I'll give them all to you..."
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