Outside the capital, in the camp of the Regent of Great Xia.
Because she was injured and couldn't be moved easily, Huo Churan stayed at the camp.
Her injuries were so severe that she remained unconscious for most of the day.
During this process, Huo Churan kept having dreams.
She dreamt of cracked city walls, smelled blood and death, and a bloody mist filled the air.
People groaned and whimpered all around, occasionally letting out painful screams.
She tried to move, but found she couldn't even raise her hand.
A tear rolled down her cheek as she dreamt of the words her father and brother had spoken.
"A worthless bastard born of a whore!"
Am I crying? I mustn't let my father see.
Huo Minggao punished her many times because of her crying.
He said that the Huo family children must have a wolf-like nature.
Wolf, I am a mother wolf!
Born a wolf, die a wolf.
But she was in so much pain that she was too weak to even moan, and could only lie on the bed with her eyes closed.
Then she found herself outside the city, walking in a colorless world.
"Mother!" Huo Churan suddenly missed her mother very much.
She had never met her mother, and she longed for her mother, but her mother was no longer in this world.
So she walked alone in the hazy gray shadows, her mind filled with thoughts...
Soon after, she heard someone calling her.
"Chu Ran, wake up!"
"I will throw you a grand wedding!"
"I will take care of you, love you, and protect you for the rest of my life!"
Upon hearing this, Huo Churan burst into tears again, "Your Highness..."
She wanted to speak, but she was still too weak to open her mouth.
After a long, long time.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but when he woke up again, it was already dark. At first, he was completely disoriented, but after a while, the outline of the bed vaguely appeared around him.
Although the bed curtains were drawn, he could still see the carved bedposts and the canopy overhead.
Beneath me was a soft silk quilt, and behind my head was a soft pillow!
This is...
Is my bed in the Prince's mansion?
I'm sleeping in my own bed; this is my own bedroom.
It was warm inside the bed curtains, and there was a lot of fur and blankets covering the bed.
Sweat. I have a fever, she thought dizzily. So exhausted that even raising her hand caused pain throughout her body, she gave up trying.
At this moment, the bed curtains were suddenly opened, and a maid stood beside her holding a candle.
She saw Huo Churan open her eyes and then ran away.
"No, don't go!" Huo Churan tried to shout, but no sound came out no matter how hard she tried, only a muffled groan.
Soon after, the maid reappeared, accompanied by a man—a man she both knew and was unfamiliar with: Lin Mo.
"Chu Ran, don't move," Lin Mo murmured. "You're badly injured; any rash movement will be bad for your health. Are you thirsty?"
Huo Churan nodded awkwardly with great difficulty. Lin Mo quickly stepped forward to help her get up and then carefully fed her some warm water.
"He's not a murderous monster!" Huo Churan thought to herself. "He's very gentle with me, he's genuinely good to me!"
She saw Lin Mo's concern, his love, and his anxious heart.
Just then, someone else came in from outside.
"Greetings, Your Highness! Greetings, Your Highness!"
"Stop arguing and come in!" Lin Mo urged.
The latter strode in, carrying a medicine box on his back.
"The princess woke up so quickly? It's truly a blessing from the gods!" The visitor was a doctor who looked to be in his fifties.
Huo Churan glanced at him subconsciously and could tell from his clothes that he was a royal physician.
"To hell with gods and Buddhas!" Lin Mo cursed first, then changed his tone, "Quickly, let the princess take a look!"
"Yes, Your Highness!" The imperial physician bowed and then came to the bedside. "Your Highness, may I please help you wrap this red thread around the Princess's wrist?"
Lin Mo asked, puzzled, "What?"
"Diagnosing the pulse with silken threads!"
"Me, take a look at me!" Lin Mo almost laughed in anger. "Sit over here and let this king examine you closely!"
"Ah?" The imperial physician was immediately startled. "The princess is of noble birth, how could I possibly..."
"You son of a bitch!" Lin Mo cursed again, "What time is it? Stop babbling. I told you to sit down and take a closer look, are you deaf? The princess's health is more important than anything else."
"If she does anything, I'll twist your head off, believe it or not!"
"Ah, yes, yes, yes!" The imperial physician hurriedly came over and then carefully examined Huo Churan's injuries.
"And bruises..."
"The bones here haven't fully grown in yet!"
When the imperial physician squeezed Huo Churan's shoulder, she couldn't help but hiss.
"You old geezer, go easy on me!" Lin Mo shouted.
"Yes, yes, yes!" The imperial physician was inwardly suffering.
"What exactly happened?"
“Your Highness, the pain is a blessing from the gods,” the imperial physician told him. “It means the bone is gradually healing and the wound is almost healed. You should thank the gods.”
"It's another god or Buddha!" Lin Mo's lips curled up slightly. He could tell that Huo Churan was no longer in danger.
"Your Highness, now it's time to clean the Princess's wounds!" the imperial physician advised.
"Bring the items here, stand over there, and tell me how to do it!"
The imperial physician then gave Lin Mo a slender knife with fine serrations, a basin of water, a pile of soft cloths, and several medicine bottles.
Afterwards, Huo Churan tried to move up a few inches and sat up halfway on the pillow.
While keeping her completely still, Lin Mo extended the tip of the knife to her body and steadily cut through the wrapped gauze.
The pain persisted, but Huo Churan tried her best to ignore it.
She only woke up with a start when Lin Mo placed the tip of the knife against the edge of her cheek.
"My face!" Huo Churan said, trembling.
"It's alright, the imperial physician will heal your injuries!" Lin Mo comforted him.
"A bronze mirror! I need a bronze mirror!" Huo Churan exclaimed. "Your Highness, I wish..."
She tried to sit up, but the pain was too intense, and she had to stop moving quickly, panting heavily with excruciating pain on her face.
The memory terrified her; that sword had slashed my face!
"Chu Ran, don't move!"
"No!" she began to struggle.
"Your Highness, you'll cause the wound to reopen if you do this!" the imperial physician warned.
But Huo Churan struggled even more fiercely.
"Chu Ran! Don't worry, your face will be fine!" Lin Mo said anxiously, and hugged her tightly.
Even with scars, I won't despise you! He thought to himself.
Huo Churan, who had been suppressing her emotions for so long, burst into tears.
She tried to scream hysterically, but only muffled groans came out.
Seeing this, Lin Mo gently stroked her hair and kept comforting her, "It's okay, everything will be alright!"
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