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He looked at the familiar face lying peacefully on the bed. It was still the same dreamy look on his face.

He could not wait to get closer, but he did not dare to, this feeling of trepidation had lingered in his heart when he stood outside her tent last night. Now that Wen Yi was right in front of him, this feeling became even stronger.

In other words, the most important thing in his heart right now was no longer thoughts, but guilt.

He loved Wen Yi, but he owed her time and time again. He had seen Wen Yi get into danger and charge into battle for him time and time again, but he couldn't give her anything.

If his absence could save her from this kind of toil, he really wanted to leave immediately, but he didn't want to. He didn't know when, but she had already become his heart. No, she was his life.

"Your Majesty, the Sect Leader misses you very much. Two days ago, she said that if she knew how dangerous it was, she wouldn't come out. Compared to risking her life and fighting to the death, she would rather stay with you in the palace." Qian Shan naturally understood Song Yunqian's feelings, but when she saw the pain on his face, she couldn't help but try to persuade him.

Even if everyone knew, if Wen Yi could choose again, she would still choose to come to the Texas.

Song Yunqian could imagine Wen Yi's complaints, her eyes must have been crystal clear like the stars in the sky. Every time she complained or teased him like this, her smile was always shallow.

"Yes, if things really start over again, I will definitely not let her come here." Song Yunqian spoke to Qian Shan in anger, but his eyes were still focused on the unconscious girl.

In just ten or so days, she had lost a lot of weight, and her face was completely devoid of blood. Her haggard and lifeless appearance always made him think back to before when she was lying in his arms like a rag doll …

"Your majesty, the military doctor said that the Sect Leader should be able to wake up today. When she wakes up, she'll definitely be happy to see you." Seeing that Song Yunqian's face was getting more and more gloomy, Qian Shan advised.

Song Yunqian didn't say a word. He only stared at Qian Shan for a moment, and then continued to look at Wen Yi. He slowly sat at the side of her bed, his Feng Chen's face filled with anxiety.

Seeing that Song Yunqian had no intention to speak, Uncle Man and the others who had been waiting for an entire night hurriedly left. Soon, only Wen Yi, Song Yunqian and Eunuch Lu remained in the tent.

"zizyphus, get me something to eat." Song Yunqian finally thought of something and instructed softly.

You finally remembered that you didn't eat anything for a whole day and night. But before he even walked out of the tent, Song Yunqian said something else, "It's softer and softer, don't be too oily. She doesn't like to eat things that are too oily."

The smile that just surfaced on Eunuch Lu's face instantly froze. The reason the emperor wanted to eat right now was only because he wanted to feed Wen Yi.

Eunuch Lu naturally did not dare to say much. He was more clear than anyone else about the weight Wen Yi held in the Emperor's heart.

As soon as Eunuch Lu left, the shock on her face disappeared. He held Wen Yi's hand tightly and buried his face into her palm for a long time without doing anything.

Only until a pool of clear water seeped out from Wen Yi's pure white fingertip, and dropped one drop after another onto the ground.

Song Yunqian's choked voice finally came out. To be patient, he sounded like a severely injured ferocious beast.

Wen Yi was still sleeping soundly. She didn't know that the man, who would not change his expression even if the sky collapsed, the king, who was high above him, was crying like a helpless child.

In the time that Wen Yi wasn't around, he had always hoped that she would return one day. She never would have thought that she would finally return, and what she had given her wasn't peaceful days, but a situation that was in such a mess, and he had to make her work hard for him.

Yesterday in the court, without Liang Guangxiang's obstruction, he had seized the opportunity to discipline Chen Yuanqing and had his royal brother sit on the seat of the Minister of War. He had always thought that it would take a very long time to accomplish such things, but because of Wen Yi's appearance, because of the Ke Army, he had finally obtained the initiative in the court.

He urgently wanted to share this carefree feeling with Wen Yi, so he came here impatiently. However, he did not expect that she had already been unconscious for one day and one night.

She was severely injured, but it wasn't because the letter said that she was fine.

After brewing for the entire night, he had accumulated over ten days of emotions. When facing the lifeless Wen Yi, all he could do was panic.

He didn't know how to control this feeling of panic. He just wanted to hug her and cry, but he was afraid of disturbing her, so he could only silently cry.

"Wen Yi, you have to get better, you have to get better. Without you, I don't know what I would've done." Song Yunqian's face was pressed tightly against Wen Yi's hand. Her palm was burning hot, as if she was her own person. No matter what, he would give her the courage and strength to continue on.

From start to finish, Song Yunqian had only said a single sentence. Then, he wiped away his tears, stood by Wen Yi's side and gently wiped her face before whispering into her ear. That gentle tone of his was just like how he had cautiously spoken to the woman he loved many years ago.

The Eunuch Lu had returned a long time ago, it was just that he did not dare to charge in.

But, what was the meaning of what the Emperor had said to Clan Master Wen Yi that Sect Leader Wen Yi could not hear?

No one knew that the reason why Song Yunqian rarely spoke such tender words was because he wanted Wen Yi to wake up.

She had long been unwilling to give up on's orders, and was unwilling to allow Wen Yi to stay in court for too long, so she could not say anything about the matters of the court. With regards to the two children, he obviously did not understand as much about them as Wen Yi did.

He seldom said such words to Wen Yi, and he even felt that such gentle and petty words did not match his personality. But at this moment, when he slowly spoke these words into Wen Yi's ears, he felt that these words were already deeply rooted in his bones and blood, and he had long since accepted them from the bottom of his heart.

He believed that even if she did not say anything, Wen Yi would understand her intentions.

Time passed slowly like this. The tent was still as quiet as the endless night. No one knew that the man with the gentle expression in the tent was the supreme existence. In the eyes of those who knew, he was just an ordinary man waiting for his wife to wake up.

Song Yunqian waited for a very, very long time until he was no longer able to control the exhaustion in his body. As he slept, his hand was tightly holding Wen Yi's hand.

What he did not know was that after he fell asleep, the white hand slowly moved, and then it broke free from his grasp.

Before Wen Yi even opened her eyes, she could already feel the pain in her chest and the soreness coming from her four limbs and bones. Wen Yi could not help but sigh in the bottom of her heart, because after his body's reprimanding reaction, his body was no longer as strong as it was before.

Of course, what was even more unexpected was the scene she saw after opening her eyes.