"Why are you here?" He Yue was surprised, but she didn't have time to deal with him right now. She just wanted to be alone. She gave a faint smile and said, "I'm fine. I want to rest."
She pulled the blanket over her head, looking dejected.
Yu Ying and Hai Lan exchanged a glance, bowed, and quietly withdrew.
A moment of silence.
Footsteps stopped beside her, but no one spoke.
"I heard it just now," the Thirteenth Prince's muffled voice came from outside the quilt.
Heyue, lying in bed, remained unmoved.
“I don’t know what kind of relationship you have with your eighth sister-in-law, why you care about her so much, why you call her sister, Heyue, some things can’t be forced, don’t be sad.”
Heyue closed her eyes. At this moment, she was truly more vulnerable than ever before. She really wanted to have a good cry, but she didn't want anyone to see her weakness.
Seeing that she was not moving, the Thirteenth Prince was worried and afraid that she would suffocate, so he forcibly pulled her quilt.
It didn't take much force to pull the blanket off. In the instant it was pulled up, Heyue sat up abruptly, threw herself into the Thirteenth Prince's arms, and hugged him tightly.
The thirteenth prince was stunned, dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.
My arm was hanging in the air, and I hesitated for a long time, unsure of where to put it.
"What's wrong with you?" Feeling the softness in his arms, the Thirteenth Prince's body stiffened, and he couldn't say anything more. His face turned red, and his eyes flickered.
He let her hug him tightly, gently placing his arms on her back to soothe her.
Heyue wiped her tears on his chest, buried her cheeks in his chest, and for the first time wanted to hug the person in front of her and draw warmth from him.
But she didn't want him to see her tears.
The thirteenth prince did not struggle. Despite his nervousness and shyness, he let her vent her desires in his arms.
"Why are you here?" After a long while, she finally spoke, her voice hoarse as she tried to calm herself down by talking.
"I...I came to see you. Does your foot still hurt?" he stammered.
"...It hurts a little." Normally, He Yue would definitely say it doesn't hurt. This little bit of pain is nothing to her, and she doesn't want to gain anyone's pity.
For some reason, I don't want to pretend to be strong in front of him right now; perhaps I can be weak for a little while.
More importantly, the person in front of her makes her feel at ease, allowing her to fully express her emotions.
"I'll go get the doctor, you lie down properly." The Thirteenth Prince's cheeks flushed red as the girl's shallow breaths fell on his neck, a tingling, itchy, and numb sensation that was both uncomfortable and pleasurable, making him want to escape.
"Don't go, stay with me," He Yue said sullenly, forcefully hugging him to prevent him from leaving.
For some reason, the Thirteenth Prince wanted to laugh. It was rare to see her so childlike. He didn't say anything about leaving and let her hold him.
I'm in a better mood than ever before.
But the next moment, he couldn't laugh anymore.
The girl bit his neck, and the thirteenth prince froze, his eyes narrowed, he gasped, and instinctively tried to push her away.
But Heyue held on tightly and wouldn't let go.
Heyue needed to vent her unhappiness. The person in front of her was familiar to her and made her feel relaxed. Holding onto this only source of warmth, she bit down without hesitation.
Seeing him in pain made her feel a little better.
Indeed, one's own happiness is always built on the suffering of others.
He Yue felt no remorse whatsoever.
Who told him to run into him?! Humph!
The Thirteenth Prince was annoyed; she was born in the Year of the Dog!
Although this pain was nothing, it was still incredibly shocking to him.
How could she do that?
After that, Heyue didn't do anything, she just held him tightly and wouldn't let go, fully demonstrating her attitude of getting the benefit and then acting innocent.
Thirteen suffered terribly.
But he couldn't bite back!
After a long, long time, Heyue finally released the Thirteenth Prince, and her face was once again filled with a nonchalant smile, as if her previous vulnerability and sadness were just an illusion.
"Are you angry?" She smiled, blinking her big eyes, showing no remorse whatsoever, but rather a smug look on her face about her achievement.
The thirteenth prince felt a lump in his throat, yet he was powerless to do anything about it.
He stared intently at her expression, trying to discern anything different, but he couldn't see anything at all.
"You...you're all better?" He was still a little unsure, after all, she had looked so uncomfortable just now.
He had never seen her so vulnerable.
"What could it be? It's nothing serious. My foot was just hurting terribly, but it doesn't hurt anymore." He Yue waved her hand dismissively, explaining her earlier strange behavior.
As he said, some things cannot be forced.
Heyue is not a shameless person; she has her own pride.
Even if she doesn't acknowledge it, so what? Knowing that she's alive and well in this world, what difference does it make whether she acknowledges it or not?
Since she was unwilling to admit it, Heyue treated her as a stranger and lived her life as usual.
The thirteenth prince looked at her smiling face with a mixture of belief and doubt.
Since she didn't want to talk about it, I didn't press her for an answer.
"How is the Twelfth Prince?" He Yue thought of this matter and asked when Yu Xiu went to check on the Twelfth Prince and found that he had not yet returned.
The Thirteenth Prince's eyes flickered, he turned his face away, and gave a soft snort: "He's perfectly fine, you don't need to worry about him!"
He Yue didn't notice the displeasure in his tone and nodded: "That's good. I was able to get away with this accident thanks to him. I should thank him properly."
Thinking of the culprit, He Yue's eyes dimmed again.
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