Ye Lisheng's body grew increasingly cold. Fearing something might be wrong with him, I simply hugged him and used my own body heat to warm him up.
"Ye Lisheng, you can't die! My indenture is still with you! What will I do if you die?"
The bone-chilling cold made me shiver; I could clearly hear my teeth chattering.
I trembled, threatening in a tone brimming with fearlessness, "If you dare die, I'll steal all your treasures."
He complained, "Ye Xuanling, why aren't you here yet? Your efficiency is so low!"
This was the first time I had been so close to him. There was no resistance, no roaring. I could clearly see every pore on his face.
Just staring at them blankly, I was pleasantly surprised to discover that you never get tired of looking at good-looking people, and you even gradually grow to adore them.
My eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and I muttered, "Ye Lisheng, you can't die," before losing consciousness!
As darkness fell, Ye Xuanling still hadn't arrived, and Mo Sheng waited in the main hall in vain for Ye Lisheng to appear.
He said he wouldn't go back until he saw Ye Lisheng, so Ye Xuanling kept him occupied.
Among the prescriptions written by Imperial Physician Wang, there was an ingredient called "heart blood," which Lingran couldn't find no matter how hard he looked.
When asked, Imperial Physician Wang gave only a vague answer, saying that he had heard people mention this herb, but had never seen it before.
He had never encountered Ye Lisheng's illness before; he only knew it from medical books.
With a worried expression, he repeatedly instructed Lingran, "The prince suffers from a rare illness; the herb 'heart's blood' is absolutely essential."
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