Amo held Achen in her arms, her eyes welling up with tears as she spoke.
"Achen--"
"The nine elders are all quite old, and they're all here with you."
"Eight jackals will join in too!"
"And our Miao people, they rushed forward without hesitation during this snow disaster."
"Grandma and aunties are also praying for you."
Amo kept calling out to Achen.
A'duo, kneeling in the back row, was also praying for her brother.
Everyone is tired these days.
The only thing I'm still holding onto is one belief.
And this belief is what Mu Achen has always adhered to.
"Achen, I heard that you taught that song to the Miao people. Why don't you get up and sing it for Amo?"
"Or, Amo can sing it for you, and Amo will learn it too."
Amo cradled Achen's still pale face and hummed:
I gently cup your face and wipe away your tears. My heart will always belong to you. Tell me you're no longer alone!
Amo only started singing; she couldn't continue. She was upset.
Not far away, Su Qian, Yao Ye, Xiao Yan and other senior executives of Tangtang Capital who helped transport supplies into the deep mountains, as well as Yan Hao, the Wang brothers and other people Mu Achen knew, were once again moved by the Miao people's sincerity and unity.
But--
They watched from afar as Ah Chen, still unconscious and held in the arms of the Holy Maiden, felt a sharp pain in their hearts.
Su Qian, in particular, desperately wished that she was the one who was unconscious.
If she could, she wished to take on the suffering that the young prince endured and share some of his burden.
But she---
Time, another long passage—
A third of the snow has already melted.
After Mu Achen regained his heartbeat, the duration of his coma was...
It has been seven days now.
It was dawn that day.
Once again, Amo whispered a lot of things in Achen's ear.
But no matter what, Ah Chen still didn't react.
Amo still wouldn't give up, and said in a hoarse voice:
"Ah Chen, wake up!"
“In the dead of winter, if you don’t wake up soon, Amo won’t be able to hold on any longer.”
"Amo, please, Achen, wake up, okay?"
Tick-tock--
When Amo said she couldn't hold on any longer, tears welled up in her eyes again, streaming down her slightly pale cheeks and falling onto Achen's lips.
It was at this moment that Ah Chen's fingers moved.
This scene was witnessed by the elderly women who were nearby.
"It moved, it moved, it reacted."
“Ah Chen’s hand just moved.”
At this shout, all nine clan elders and eight jackals looked over.
Afterwards, all the Miao people prayed devoutly.
A dozen or so elderly women immediately surrounded him and examined Ah Chen's body once again.
Ah Chen's hand moved again.
This time, it's obvious.
Amo held Achen's hand, and a smile finally appeared on her pale almond-shaped face.
Gradually--
Ten more minutes passed, and everyone waited—
Ah Chen's eyelids also twitched.
Amo just stared at Achen like that.
The two faces were very close.
Amo hoped that the first thing Achen would see when he woke up was her.
because--
Before Ah Chen fell into a coma, his subconscious struggles and thoughts were all about himself.
A few more minutes.
Ah Chen finally opened his eyes.
But he closed his eyes again very quickly.
Amo quickly raised her hand and hugged Achen in her arms like she was holding a baby. She also raised her hand to shield Achen from the firelight so that it wouldn't hurt his eyes.
Sure enough, amidst the grandmothers' anxious waiting, Ah Chen opened his eyes again.
The first person I saw was Amo.
Because Amo's hand blocked the firelight and also blocked the grandmothers' view.
"Amo--"
The first thing Ah Chen said when he woke up was: Ah Mo!
Amo felt a sudden sting in her nose, and just as her contact lenses began to fog up, hot tears streamed down her face.
It fell onto Ah Chen's lips.
"Amo--"
"Yes! Amo is here, Amo is here."
"Amo, you're back? I thought—"
"It's alright, it's alright, it's all over now."
Amo cried.
"Amo, the previous Miao king played me! He played me, and this is what he did to me."
"I know. Rest well after you just woke up. Amo will take you home now."
"Amo--"
Ah Chen has a lot to say because he was terribly mistreated by the previous Miao King.
But he was very weak.
Holding him in Amo's arms like that, he actually said, "Amo--"
"Since Amo is here, I won't talk to you now. Just rest well and we'll talk to Amo when you're better."
Amo's tenderness brought tears to Achen's eyes, but he grinned and said, "Amo, why are you hugging me like that, like you're breastfeeding a baby?"
cough cough--
Amo was shocked and embarrassed.
Because she didn't expect Ah Chen to say that after waking up.
Her pale almond-shaped face flushed red instantly.
Several elderly women who were closest to the choking choked the air and coughed repeatedly.
But nobody took it to heart, after all—
The way the Holy Maiden hugged Ah Chen was indeed the same as what Ah Chen had described.
Feeding the baby!!!
Fortunately, Ah Chen was weak and spoke very softly. If the other Miao people over there heard him, it would be quite a sight!
The nine clan elders rushed over.
Once Ah Chen wakes up, he can leave Butterfly Lake.
But Ah Chen shook his head. He turned his head and looked at the Miao people of the twelve branches who were still kneeling and praying towards the place where the souls of the previous Miao King and Miao Saint had returned.
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