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Song Yunqian was already on his last breath, lying on the ground like a tattered cotton. When he saw that someone had come, he was first shocked, but when he saw Prince Zhenyuan, he immediately blurted out: "I'm fine!"

Seeing his brother like that, the iron like Yue Yang couldn't help but tear up. He walked up to Song Yunqian and hugged him, saying softly, "It's alright, royal brother is here!"

Song Yunqian was relieved. He slightly opened his eyes and asked: "Luo Yi, sister-in-law … Are you safe? "

Prince Zhenyuan's throat tightened as he said, "Your sister-in-law is fine. Luo Yi is also recuperating in the palace!"

Song Yunqian revealed a fake smile, "If that's the case, then it's good!" He lowered his hands and slowly closed his eyes.

Prince Zhenyuan was so scared that he immediately shouted, "You are not allowed to sleep, royal brother will bring you back!"

Song Yunqian seemed to have lost all signs of life, he stepped forward to check his breath and let out a sigh of relief, "It's fine, let's leave quickly, we can't delay any longer!"

When he returned to the palace, it was already the morning of the second day. The sun had just risen in the east, and the horizon was filled with the glow of the morning clouds. It was so beautiful that one could not tear their eyes away.

However, because of a row of crows flying by, such beauty appeared even more eerie and desolate.

Song Yunqian was able to save his life, but with both of his legs having multiple fractures, his blood vessels were cut, and there was no reaction at all.

There were many wounds on his body, so he should have sealed his acupoints to prevent the blood from flowing. However, because of this, his blood vessels were not smooth for too long, causing his legs to show signs of necrosis.

He had been in a coma for three days and three nights before waking up. When the imperial physician announced that his legs would probably be unable to walk again, he said nothing for a long time. The empress dowager, the empress and Yang Luofan were crying by his bedside. He slowly turned his head to look at them and said, "Don't cry.

The emperor was also choked with sobs. The iron man was gentle as he whispered to his son, "Qian'er, don't worry. I will definitely find a famous doctor to treat you. You will definitely get better."

"Thank you, royal father!" Song Yunqian slowly closed his eyes and said, "Your son is tired. He wants to sleep for a while.

Yang Luofan cried until his eyes were swollen, and said: "I'm here to accompany you, go to sleep!"

Song Yunqian shook his head, "There's no need, all of you can leave!"

The empress knew that her son had a stubborn personality and was probably going to digest this grievous news by himself right now. She was sad, but she couldn't help but give her son a chance to speak as she said to Yang Luofan, "Go out and let him have a good rest."

How could Yang Luofan be willing to go? She had been looking forward to his safe return for so long, and now she only wanted to stay by his side and serve him well.

Song Yunqian suddenly opened his eyes, looked around at the people before the bed, and suddenly said sarcastically: "This king risked his life to save her, why, is she not even willing to come to see this duke?"

The empress was stunned for a moment, but then she remembered that he had said Wen Yi. She sighed and said, "Luo Yi is still unconscious!"

Song Yunqian's face changed, he used his hands to prop himself up, and pulled at his wounds, immediately causing him to grit his teeth in pain. He did not care, and anxiously asked: unconscious? Why was she unconscious? Didn't royal brother say she was safe? "

When the Emperor spoke of what happened that day, Song Yunqian was so shocked that he did not say anything for a long time.

Finally, he muttered to himself, "royal father means that royal brother was able to find childrens because of her?"

"Yes, the situation that day was extremely shocking. The imperial physician said that if she were to hit a corner, perhaps the immortals would not be able to save her!" The Emperor sighed.

When he was in the cave that day, he thought that it was impossible to escape this calamity and that he wouldn't be able to go back. Before he died, he muttered her name to himself. Did they have similar thoughts? Their minds were connected?

"childrens wants to see her!" Song Yunqian stared at the emperor quietly.

The empress dowager refused. "You can't. You're still wounded on the mountain and can't move. Once Luo Yi recovers, This Dowager will have her come to see you."

Song Yunqian shook his head, and said: "No, your grandson has a very important thing on her, and needs to immediately bring it back."

Yang Luofan replied: "I can do whatever Your Highness wants, I can do it on your behalf. Your Highness just need to take a good rest!"

Song Yunqian's face was white as he looked pleadingly at the emperor, "royal father, let childrens go. childrens has something very important on her, he must retrieve it personally!" He only repeated this sentence, but did not say what was so important about it.

The emperor saw that he was insistent and said, "I have ordered someone to carry you there!"

Song Yunqian closed his eyes and moved his body a little. Other than the pain in his body, his legs did not show any other reactions. He was desperate in his heart, but he did not reveal it.

He was carried to Wen Yi's room. Wen Yi was still unconscious, and was currently being served by his personal maids, Xiao Ju and mama. When they saw the emperor and empress come in, they immediately kneeled down and bowed.

Song Yunqian was carried in. The two of them were very happy when they saw that the Prince insisted on coming to see them despite his severe injuries.

Song Yunqian was carried to the front of Wen Yi's bed. He quietly stared at Wen Yi, her face pale white, her lips dry and her eyes closed. A row of beautiful eyelashes fell under her eyes, like a delicate and exquisite little fan. He had once hated this woman so much, and now she lay here lifeless. When she came, even the imperial physicians were helpless.

When he was in the cave, he thought that he was dead for sure, and in his mind appeared her smile and her voice. He had thought that if he could live again, he would apologize to her.

And then, when he was fine, she was lying here, not knowing whether she was dead or alive.

"I want to stay with her quietly for a while. You guys can leave!" After a long while, he finally said quietly.

The emperor ordered the people to retreat, but Yang Luofan's expression did not change, and waves of shock had already started to rise in his heart. He was secretly guessing about what had happened to them in the mountains. He once hated her so much, but why did he seem so deep in love now?

She had to go out because of the emperor's orders, but she did not go far. She only listened quietly from under the window.

Song Yunqian didn't say anything, he just quietly sat in front of the bed. At this distance, he could only hold her hand. He couldn't move. He wanted to reach out and touch her face and whisper into her ear, but he couldn't. He could only look at her in silence.

He couldn't explain his feelings at the moment, and he didn't know why he had to look at her in order to feel at ease. He didn't know what feeling was, and he didn't even dare think of death. He did not dare to think or even touch it.

He quietly held her hand, not knowing how to begin. He was mulling over what he should say in the first sentence.

However, after mulling over it for a long time, the word that came out of his mouth was the one that he had been afraid to touch. He murmured, "Even if you die, this king will not let you off!"

As soon as he said that, his nose turned sour and he quickly turned his face away, trying to calm his almost collapsed emotions.

After a long while, when he turned back, he was met with Wen Yi's somewhat dazed expression.

Their eyes met, and he was stunned, as was she.

Suddenly, she jumped up, as if she was not hurt at all. She reached out her hand to touch his face, and then touched his hand, as if she was in disbelief, and asked randomly: "Are you okay? Are you really okay? "Oh god, you scared me to death, you know that?" Saying that, she hugged him and cried out, venting out all the worry and fear in her heart.

Song Yunqian's throat tensed up, he was touched yet did not know whether to laugh or cry. He seemed to be lying on the bed just now, looking as if he was about to die.

Song Yunqian said powerlessly: "If you don't let go, this king is going to die!"

Wen Yi immediately let go of him. Seeing that his face was twisted slightly and his face was pale white, and that he was sitting on a chair without moving, Wen Yi knew that he was severely injured.

She asked, "Where are you injured? Is it serious? Why aren't you lying down? "

Song Yunqian lightly said, "I have already recovered. Do you think I am as weak as you? "With just a casual bump and a few days of unconsciousness, I was surrounded by more than a hundred people. With a narrow escape, I was able to recover in two to three days!

Wen Yi laughed sinisterly, her laughter was like a bright and beautiful sun that shone into the hall and into his heart. When he looked at the bright eyes and white teeth in front of him, her face was still pale white, but her smile was filled with joy.

He was sure about one thing. Of course, he didn't say it out loud. He just smiled and said, "What? Unwilling to admit defeat? If you don't admit defeat, hurry up and get better! "

Wen Yi acknowledged and said mischievously: "Alright, let's fight and see who can get up first!"

Song Yunqian was noncommittal, his expression was indifferent, as though he was not interested in this bet at all. Wen Yi saw that it was a little strange, but thinking that his character was always like that, he did not ask further.

Wen Yi suddenly thought of Wangsun's illness and hurriedly asked, "How long have I been asleep for?"

"They said that you were unconscious for three days and three nights!" Song Yunqian said.

Wen Yi immediately put on her shoes, and asked: "How is An Ran now? Did you turn yellow? "

Song Yunqian frowned, "You just woke up, you are not allowed to go!"

Wen Yi casually took a piece of outer clothes from the bed, put it on, and said: "No, I'm not at ease. You don't know how dangerous Wen Yi's situation is."

The door suddenly burst open, and Yang Luofan looked at her with a face filled with anger, "The Prince was worried about you, and came to see you the moment he woke up, but you didn't even ask him about his condition when you woke up, and just went to curry favor with the Prince Zhenyuan couple. To think that the Prince was so nice to you!"

So it turns out that after the Emperor and Queen left, she had been secretly listening in on their conversation. She knew that some things had happened without her knowledge, and she wanted to redeem her dejected attitude, so she said things inappropriately, saying that Wen Yi was so nervous about the Wangsun in order to curry favor with the Prince Zhenyuan couple.

Wen Yi looked up at Yang Luofan, slightly startled, and asked: "Isn't the prince ready?"

Yang Luofan cried: "Good? He won't be able to walk anymore. His legs are crippled, you know? It's because I saved you that you've harmed him for the rest of his life! "

As if she was struck by lightning on a sunny day, Wen Yi was almost unable to stand up anymore. She looked at Song Yunqian in shock, her lips shivered, and her voice changed slightly. She asked with great difficulty, "Is it true?"