Her eyelashes, like the tender green tips of leaves in early spring, swayed gently, finally breaking free from their heavy constraints and slowly opening.
At that moment, a soft ray of light pierced through the window frame and fell precisely on her face, bathing the entire space in a warm and mysterious hue.
"Am I still alive in this world?" Xu Yuehuai's voice was as soft as a whisper, yet it was like the first ray of sunlight in the morning, piercing through the gloom in everyone's heart.
Qi Guze's eyes instantly welled up with tears. He quickly stepped forward and hugged Xu Yuehua tightly, as if afraid that this hard-won miracle would disappear in an instant.
"Fool, of course you're alive. It was me, and all of us, who didn't give up on you." Every word he spoke carried boundless affection and a promise.
Wang Mang, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but shed tears at this moment.
The Ghost Doctor stood to the side, a long-lost smile on his face. "It seems we really have created a miracle."
Subsequently, under the meticulous care of Qi Guze and the Ghost Doctor, Xu Yuehuai's body gradually regained its former vitality.
Her gray hair began to thin, replaced by strands of new black hair that shimmered with a healthy glow in the sunlight. Her skin also became fuller and no longer gaunt, and she seemed to have returned to the normal appearance of an ordinary person in their forties.
"I really can't believe I can recover." Xu Yuehuai looked at herself in the mirror, her eyes filled with surprise and gratitude. She turned to Qi Guze, her eyes full of tenderness, "Thank you for always being by my side."
Qi Guze gently held her hand. "I said I would always be with you, not even for a day or a moment less. No matter what you become, I will always love you."
After he finished speaking, he slowly moved closer, and their lips gently touched, followed by a deep and lingering kiss.
However, in this loving moment, Xu Yuehuai suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart, her brows furrowed, and crystal tears slid down her cheeks.
"What's wrong?" Qi Guze asked anxiously as he quickly released his embrace.
Xu Yuehuai tried to calm her breathing and shook her head. "I don't know, I just suddenly had a sharp pain in my heart." A hint of unease flashed in her eyes, as if she had a premonition of something.
Qi Guze immediately realized the seriousness of the situation and quickly summoned the Ghost Doctor.
After the examination, the Ghost Doctor was also puzzled. "The princess's body doesn't seem to be seriously injured. This throbbing pain is probably caused by excessive psychological stress. However, to be absolutely sure, we still need to observe her closely."
Xu Yuehuai and Qi Guze exchanged a glance, both understanding that this sudden heartache was no accident. They began to suspect that some unknown danger lurked in the shadows, threatening Xu Yuehuai's life.
Therefore, they decided to be more cautious every day from now on, and at the same time strengthened the monitoring and protection of Xu Yuehuai's body.
This experience not only made Xu Yuehuai cherish the happiness and life she had, but also made Qi Guze, Wang Mang, and the Ghost Doctor deeply realize the fragility and preciousness of life, and they will surely create more miracles in the future.
In the quiet night, the moonlight gently covered the ancient courtyard like a fine veil, and a slight noise broke the silence of the night.
Xu Yuehuai suddenly sat up in bed, her eyes revealing an indescribable thirst. She gently lifted the covers, careful not to disturb Qi Guze who was sleeping soundly beside her, her movements full of tenderness and caution.
"Aze, I..." she murmured softly, but in the end she just shook her head and decided to bear this sudden discomfort alone.
She walked barefoot on the cold ground, each step feeling heavy and powerless. Reaching the table, she picked up the water bottle with trembling hands and gulped down several mouthfuls, but the thirst gnawed at her like a leech, impossible to shake off.
Just then, a faint ray of light pierced the darkness. Qi Guze had lit the oil lamp by the bedside without anyone noticing, and the dim yellow light shone on his concerned face.
"What's wrong?"
Xu Yuehua forced a smile. "It's nothing. I probably ate too much salt tonight. I'll be fine after drinking some water."
After saying that, she lay back down on the bed, her back to Qi Guze, trying to use calmness to hide her inner panic.
However, Qi Guze did not give up. He turned around gently, facing Xu Yuehuai's back, his eyes full of worry.
"If you have anything on your mind, you can talk to me. We're husband and wife, aren't we?"
Xu Yuehuai remained silent for a moment, but ultimately did not speak. She was afraid that her condition would cause him unnecessary worry, and she did not want him to be drawn into this unknown vortex.
The next morning, Xu Yuehuai decided to go to the pharmacy alone to seek help from the Ghost Doctor.
Inside the pharmacy, the air was filled with the aroma of medicine. The Ghost Doctor was engrossed in reading an ancient book, looking detached from worldly affairs.
"Doctor, I've been feeling incredibly thirsty lately, but drinking water doesn't quench my thirst. Can you tell me what's wrong?" Xu Yuehuai asked anxiously.
The Ghost Doctor put down the book in his hand and carefully took Xu Yuehuai's pulse, his brows gradually furrowing.
"That shouldn't be the case. Your pulse is fine. Let's observe for a few more days. If the situation continues, then there might be some unknown problem hidden in your body."
Xu Yuehuai's heart sank, but she could only nod in agreement and leave the pharmacy with a heart full of doubts.
As night fell, Xu Yuehuai was awakened by thirst once again, this time with a hint of helplessness and despair in her eyes.
Upon seeing this, Qi Guze immediately got up and gently poured her water, but no matter how much she drank, the thirst remained.
"Are you feeling very uncomfortable?" Qi Guze's voice was full of heartache.
Xu Yuehua nodded gently, "I'm so thirsty, it feels like I can never get enough to drink."
Qi Guze's eyes suddenly lit up. He quickly cut his wrist, letting the blood drip silently into the water glass. "Drink this, drink it slowly, it might ease your pain."
Upon smelling the blood, Xu Yuehuai was surprised but more so refused, "You're asking me to drink your blood again? I won't!"
"Trust me, this might work?" Qi Guze gently cupped Xu Yuehuai's cheeks and fed her the blood mouth-to-mouth.
At that moment, their hearts were intertwined, as if they could feel each other's heartbeats.
"Are you feeling better?" Qi Guze asked softly, his eyes full of expectation.
With tears in her eyes, Xu Yuehuai said, "Yes, I feel much better."
Seeing this, Qi Guze felt somewhat relieved and gave Xu Yuehuai some more blood to drink. Once she finally felt better, drowsiness overcame her, and she fell into a deep sleep. Qi Guze then rushed to the pharmacy that very night to find the Ghost Doctor.
On the rooftop, the Ghost Doctor was drinking alone, gazing at the starry sky, seemingly having anticipated Qi Guze's arrival.
"How is the princess?"
"Her condition is getting worse and worse, and I can only temporarily relieve her pain with my blood." Qi Guze's voice was tinged with exhaustion and helplessness.
Upon hearing this, the Ghost Doctor put down his wine cup, his expression turning serious.
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