Jiang Huaifu closed his eyes tightly and slowly leaned back. The bandaged wound had stopped bleeding, but Jiang Huaifu's face was still very pale, and his lips were completely bloodless.
Fortunately, there was a rock wall behind him that he could lean against and rest.
"I didn't grow up by my mother's side, so it's normal that we've never been close... Of course, she's never cared about me either. In her heart, she only cares about my own brother, so much so that I was raised by my father's concubine since birth..."
Jiang Huaifu was perhaps physically exhausted, as even his speech became weak and feeble.
Song He'er didn't want him to talk about these sad things anymore, so she had to stop him, saying, "Alright, let's talk about these things later. Close your eyes and rest for a while."
Jiang Huaifu shook his head. "I can't sleep... I'm scared..."
Afraid? In broad daylight, would a grown man be afraid?
"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid I'll take the opportunity to murder you? You don't need to worry. I'm not that heartless. I'm still counting on your subordinates to come looking for you! If I were an ordinary woman who fell down, I would die and no one would come looking for me. But you're different. If there's no news of you, your soldiers will definitely turn the whole snow mountain upside down... So, even for my own sake, I won't harm you."
Jiang Huaifu suddenly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled playfully. His narrow eyes opened slightly, and his gaze fell on Song He'er.
"That's a little fox."
Song He'er glanced at him but didn't say anything.
Jiang Huaifu turned his head, gazing at the gradually darkening sky outside, and fell into deep thought...
"I'm not lying to you... I'm really scared. The palace is filled with ever-burning lamps, day and night. My fear of the dark is something I've had since I was a child. Sometimes, I would endure night after night with my eyes open... That feeling was just too long, I don't want to go through it again..."
Song He'er was somewhat surprised. She had only thought that Jiang Huaifu was a bit sensitive and eccentric before, but she never thought that a respectable prince would have a fear of the dark.
"There are torches here, it won't be dark... so go to sleep, I'll be right next to you," Song He'er comforted him.
Jiang Huaifu looked pained, as if those memories he didn't want to recall had resurfaced.
“Do you know why I hate them so much?” he suddenly asked.
Song He'er was slightly taken aback, but had no choice but to go along with him and ask, "Why?"
Jiang Huaifu breathed a sigh of relief and said calmly, "I remember when we were little, my older brother and I went to the horse racing area. We accidentally fell into the swamp... Everyone rushed to save him, but no one cared about my life or death. Why? Just because I wasn't her first child? Just because I wasn't the eldest son?"
Jiang Huaifu's laughter was desolate. "In the end, it was a girl who saved me, but that day... my elder brother drowned in the swamp because of a servant's mistake... My mother vented all her resentment on that girl named Qingwu, causing trouble time and time again. In the end, she even issued an edict to execute her for a trivial matter... How absurd, how laughable!"
Looking at his mental state, Song He'er was filled with worry. It seemed that his complexion had become even worse due to the infection of his wound, and his lips had turned from white to purple!
This is clearly a sign of poisoning.
Song He'er immediately went to his side, took off her clothes, and draped them over his shoulders.
"Don't talk anymore, just rest. Your older brother and your mother aren't here. Get a good night's sleep, and when you wake up, we'll be back on the same path..."
Jiang Huaifu didn't speak, but began to tremble all over, seemingly having developed a high fever.
Song He'er really wanted to take out some medicinal herbs from her space to brew him a soup to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis, but there was no pot here, so even if she took out the herbs, there was no way to cook it!
In her frantic state, Song He'er suddenly remembered that she had brought kitchen utensils into the General's Mansion, but those utensils were all of high quality and clearly belonged to a wealthy family. If she were to take them out in front of Jiang Huaifu now, it would definitely arouse suspicion.
Thinking of this, Song He'er hesitated on the edge of testing the waters. She carefully observed Jiang Huaifu's breathing and saw that he was breathing evenly and did not make any physical movements, so he was probably asleep.
"Your Highness? Your Highness?" Song He'er couldn't believe it and called his name softly a few more times in his ear.
Seeing that Jiang Huaifu indeed remained still, she felt relieved and took out a small, exquisite pot from her spatial storage. Then, she put the antidote herbs she had bought earlier into the pot, added water, and began to boil...
Jiang Huaifu was sleeping soundly, probably because his body really couldn't take it anymore. Otherwise, how could such a vigilant person like him sleep so peacefully in such a place...?
Song He'er was afraid he had fainted, so she kept an eye on him.
Only after the medicine was brewed and carefully fed to Jiang Huaifu did Song He'er breathe a sigh of relief...
It was getting darker outside. Sadly, Jiang Huaifu hadn't brought any fireworks or similar items with him. If they had those signal-transmitting devices, they might already be rescued...
While racking her brains, Song He'er suddenly came up with a solution: weren't there some burnt branches in the cave?
As long as they are thrown down the mountain, soldiers who come looking for Jiang Huaifu will surely find them. They are all top-notch experts and will definitely be able to tell that the branch has been burned, so they will head straight up the mountain to patrol!
Song He'er was almost moved to tears by her own quick thinking. Then, she hurriedly grabbed several thick branches, still sparking, and threw them down the cliff...
After dealing with all of this, Song He'er turned around, preparing to observe Jiang Huaifu's condition again.
Although traditional Chinese medicine takes effect slowly, drinking these things can improve a person's complexion significantly.
Song He'er gave her clothes to Jiang Huaifu, leaving her without any warm clothes. A strong gust of wind made her shiver.
Left with no other choice, Song He'er took out a fox fur cloak from her own space. This was a top-quality item from the General's Mansion and a gift from the Emperor. She had to put it back before Jiang Huaifu woke up to avoid being questioned by him.
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My darlings, I'm not feeling well today, so I can only update once. Bye-bye! See you tomorrow!
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