"Don't worry, I won't kill him again." The Eighth Prince's wife regained her composure, showing no trace of her earlier loss of composure, and looked at her intently: "Consider it for your sake."
“Sister…” He Yue’s eyes welled up with tears. Her sister cared about her after all.
"However, this is the last time I will make concessions for you, and that's all. From now on, I will not let him have an easy time." The Eighth Princess turned her face away, her voice as cold as snow.
He Yue knew that her older sister was always proud and rarely had anything that could make her bow her head, but now she was doing it for her sake...
This was already her limit, and Heyue naturally did not expect her to give up on dealing with Thirteen.
Seeing her turn to leave, he suddenly stopped, turned his back to him, tilted his head slightly, and asked, "I'm asking you, if you died, what would he do?"
He Yue paused, lowered her eyes, and shook her head: "I don't know."
She suddenly sneered: "How ridiculous! My sister, Guo Luoluo Xiangyi's sister, has become someone else's scapegoat. What right does he have!"
His words were filled with deep resentment and bitterness.
Heyue remained silent.
Watching her resolute departure, he knew that after today, they could never go back to the way things were before.
From this day forward, they are enemies.
Even if they were unwilling, they had no choice.
My chest ached so badly I felt like I was suffocating. I squatted down, and tears fell silently.
She never intended to harm her sister, but today, she took advantage of her sister's concern for her and personally pushed her to the opposite side.
Hailan saw her arguing loudly with the Eighth Prince's wife from afar and was worried. But when the Eighth Prince's wife left, she noticed that something seemed wrong with her, so she quickly ran over and supported her: "What's wrong, Princess?"
Heyue shook her head, feeling as if a piece of her heart was empty, and could never be filled.
She stood up again, leaning against Hailan, and murmured, "Help me back."
Hailan looked worried, but obediently helped her walk back, with the chestnut horse following obediently behind.
However, as soon as she returned to the tent, Heyue collapsed.
Hailan exclaimed in surprise, and Thirteen rushed over, picked up Heyue and placed her on the bed, frowning as he ordered, "Go and fetch the imperial physician!"
Li Shun'er hurriedly ran out.
Thirteen looked at Heyue's pale face as she lay unconscious, and touched her forehead, which was burning hot. His face turned ashen with rage, and he demanded of Hailan, "What happened to the Princess Consort? Why is she like this?"
Hailan turned pale with fright and knelt down with a thud: "This servant did not know." Suddenly remembering what had just happened, she hurriedly explained the whole story.
Thirteen fell silent, a look of shame gradually appearing in his eyes. He waved for Hailan to leave.
After a long while, Thirteen gazed at Heyue, slowly placed her right hand on his cheek, and murmured to himself, "I'm sorry, Heyue, it's my fault. I shouldn't have lied to you. I didn't expect you to care about her so much. Please wake up. You can punish me however you want."
But Heyue could no longer hear.
The imperial physician arrived quickly.
She had initially thought it was the Thirteenth Prince's injury that had suddenly worsened, but it turned out to be the Thirteenth Princess Consort. She breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly stepped forward to take Heyue's pulse through the handkerchief.
After taking her pulse, the imperial physician stood up and said, "Your Highness, there's no need to worry. Your wife has just been overworked and heartbroken these past few days. After taking some medicine, her fever has subsided, and she'll be fine after a few days of rest."
Thirteen's expression stiffened. Was he overworked? Overwhelmed with grief? It seemed that each of these things was related to him.
He wanted to beat himself up, but he could only calmly accept the outcome.
"How did the Thirteenth Prince's wound reopen?" The imperial physician noticed the blood on the Thirteenth Prince's chest, his brows furrowed, and his face showed anger.
Thirteen glanced down, not paying much attention, knowing that it must have been because he had hugged Heyue earlier that the wound had reopened.
But what is this little bit of blood compared to the wounds in He Yue's heart? He wished he could shed more blood to make amends to He Yue.
Without saying a word, the imperial physician had someone help him sit up on the bed, reapplied the medicine, and then took his leave.
Ignoring Li Shun'er's advice, Thirteen personally fed Heyue the medicine, then lay down next to her, hugged her, and stroked her thinner waist, secretly feeling annoyed.
She's lost so much weight these days, all for my sake, yet I'm still comfortably enjoying her care.
I felt increasingly awful.
He murmured "I'm sorry," kissed her forehead and the corner of her lips, held her in his arms, and slowly drifted off to sleep.
When Heyue woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day.
Opening my eyes, gazing at the familiar scenery before me, and recalling everything that had happened before, I couldn't help but feel sad.
He sat up, touched his groggy forehead, and was puzzled. Why did he look like he had just been sick?
"Heyue!" A familiar, joyful voice called out in her ear. Heyue then realized that Shisan was sitting by the bedside and had hugged her tightly in the next moment.
He Yue was confused. What was wrong with him? Why was he so agitated?
"You scared me to death!" Thirteen complained, while Heyue became even more confused.
"Am I sick?" I asked, puzzled.
Thirteen nodded, holding her tightly and saying repeatedly, "I'm sorry, Heyue, please forgive me?"
"Forgive you?" He Yue was completely baffled. Why should he forgive him? Could it be that he had become confused from worry?
Thirteen cupped her face in his hands, carefully examining her expression, his eyes glistening with tears: "Heyue, listen to me, but you can't be angry after you hear it, okay?"
He Yue couldn't help but laugh, but she nodded nonetheless.
Having gone through what happened before, being able to stay in his arms at this moment is a very reassuring thing, which has somewhat eased my sad emotions.
Thirteen lowered his eyes, not daring to look at her, and spoke hesitantly.
As He Yue listened, her eyes widened, until she was furious and wanted nothing more than to grab his ear and kick him out, never to see him again.
Thirteen, observing her expression, quickly pulled her into a tight embrace and pleaded, "You said you wouldn't be angry, I was wrong, okay?"
He Yue chuckled, "You make it sound so easy, but how much heartache have you caused me?"
Want her forgiveness? No way!
The more I thought about it, the angrier I got, and the more I felt stupid.
Does he think he's so easy to fool?!
Just as she was about to get up and leave, Thirteen suddenly pulled her into his arms, trapping her like an octopus, and kissed her face haphazardly.
He Yue's face darkened, and she reached out to push him away: "Get out of my way!"
"I won't let go! Ouch!" Hearing his cry of pain, He Yue realized that his injury hadn't healed yet, and that she had just touched his wound.
Seeing that his face had indeed turned pale, she quickly withdrew her hand, but couldn't bring herself to show concern for him. Her face remained tense, and she coldly snorted, "Serves you right!"
"You deserve it, my lady. It doesn't matter how angry you are. In any case, I won't let you leave!" After saying that, he ignored his wound and kissed her again.
He Yue was extremely angry and helpless. How could she have encountered such a scoundrel?
She couldn't bear to push him anymore, fearing that his wound would really bleed, so she let him do whatever he wanted.
She had just woken up when he took advantage of her indiscriminately. She had to consider his wounds and try her best to cooperate with him, but she still couldn't take it.
Before Heyue could ask if his wound was bleeding, she fell asleep, exhausted.
Before passing out, she thought to herself, "I knew he had been lying to me all this time. He wasn't that weak at all."
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