The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

After Gu Zimo left and went to the pharmacy to prepare medicine for Feng Yanan, Yan Lingxiao sat quietly beside the bed, holding Feng Yanan's soft and boneless hand tightly. His eyes were firm and deep, as if as long as Feng Yanan hadn't woken up, he would stay here and never leave.

As Yan Lingxiao's subordinate, Ming Liu knew his master's character and temper very well. He understood that Yan Lingxiao was in extreme tension and anxiety at the moment, and any disturbance might trigger his anger. However, he felt very distressed when he saw Yan Lingxiao coming out of the secret room with messy hair and ragged clothes.

"Master, why don't you go wash and change your clothes first?" His voice was filled with unprecedented caution and prudence.

However, Yan Lingxiao's reaction was beyond Ming Liu's expectations. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, and coldly spat out one word: "Get lost!" Ming Liu was shocked by this shout, but he did not dare to resist or express dissatisfaction in the slightest. He knew very well that Yan Lingxiao was in a state where no one could disturb him at the moment, and any resistance would only make things worse.

So, Ming Liu motioned Xiao Hong to go out as well. Xiao Hong didn't want to go out, she just wanted to accompany the young lady. Ming Liu had no choice but to pull her out of the room, and he didn't forget to gently close the door.

Xiaohong was yelling outside: "Why did you pull me out? I want to go and accompany the young lady. What if the young lady wakes up and needs me!" She was sobbing as she spoke!

Ming Liu also doesn't know how to comfort a woman. Seeing Xiao Hong crying, he really has no idea what to do. "Don't we have the prince? The prince will take good care of Miss Feng!"

"How can it be the same? Your Majesty, how can a grown man take care of others!" Xiao Hong cried harder and harder: "Miss, wuuuu~ wuuu~ Miss, you are so pitiful! It's all my fault that I didn't stay with you! Wuuuu~ wuuu~"

Ming Liu had no choice but to drag Xiao Hong to a remote place and tell her about the prince's poisoning and the secret room. Xiao Hong stopped crying, but she was still worried about Feng Yanan. But the prince was there, so she didn't want to upset him. She also knew that she couldn't tell the general, lest the general worry, and she couldn't let outsiders know about this, otherwise how many people would spread rumors and cause trouble. She had no choice but to wait for the young lady to wake up in the Zhan Wang Mansion.

Three days passed, and Feng Yanan still lay quietly in bed, with no sign of waking up. Yan Lingxiao also stayed by her side for three days and three nights without leaving or closing his eyes. Gu Zimo prepared the medicine as usual and carefully brought it to Yan Lingxiao. Yan Lingxiao took the medicine bowl, his eyes full of tenderness and concern, and personally fed it to Feng Yanan.

However, with every mouthful of medicine, Yan Lingxiao's brows could not help but furrow. He could not help but ask in a low voice: "Gu Zimo, why is she still not awake? It has been three days, has her injury not improved yet?"

Gu Zimo looked at Yan Lingxiao's anxious expression, feeling helpless. He sighed softly and said, "Your Majesty, Miss Feng's injuries are indeed very serious. Her heart veins are severely damaged, and it is very difficult for her to recover. I really can't predict when she will wake up. Maybe she will wake up tomorrow, maybe... maybe she will never wake up."

Yan Lingxiao felt sad when he heard Gu Zimo's words. But he was still unwilling to admit the fact: "I believe in her, she will wake up! I know she is different from others. She will wake up soon!" Yan Lingxiao seemed to be talking to Gu Zimo, or comforting himself, but his eyes were very firm.

Gu Zimo looked at Yan Lingxiao's determined eyes, and couldn't help but sigh at his persistence and deep affection. He could only quietly leave the room!

In the room, only Yan Lingxiao's low and firm voice echoed in the room: "Nannan, you must wake up, I'm waiting for you..."

Feng Yanan, who was in a coma, had a long dream. This dream seemed like an endless universe, full of fantasy and confusion.

In her dream, she found herself in a huge vortex, surrounded by rotating nebulae and colorful dust. Her body seemed to become as light as a feather, floating with the rotation of the vortex. She felt as if she had traveled through time and space and arrived in a distant and mysterious galaxy.

In this galaxy, she encountered all kinds of creatures and scenes. There were huge interstellar beasts emitting brilliant light, and there were also small and exquisite elves emitting faint light. She communicated with them and listened to their stories and the mysteries of the universe.

However, this dream was not all beautiful and fantastic. At some point, Feng Yanan suddenly found herself in a dark and cold space. She was surrounded by endless nothingness and loneliness, and she felt unprecedented fear and helplessness. She tried to struggle, trying to find a glimmer of light and hope, but it seemed that nothing could help.

Just when she was about to fall into despair, a warm and familiar light suddenly shone into this dark space. She looked up and saw Yan Lingxiao and Gu Zimo standing in the light, offering her a helping hand. Their faces were filled with concern and determination, as if telling her: "Feng Yanan, don't give up, we will always be here waiting for you."

As the light shone, Feng Yanan felt a warm force surge into her body. She no longer felt fear and helplessness, but was filled with courage and hope. She tightly grasped the hands of Yan Lingxiao and Gu Zimo, and together they crossed this dark space and returned to that fantastic and beautiful galaxy.