You have asked for permission to marry, why should I restrain myself?

Lin Zhaoyue covered her chest with her hands and looked in the direction of the sound. When she saw Ning Xi's face, she felt dazed.

"What? Have a nightmare?"

Ning Xi sat down beside her bed, took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the sweat from her forehead.

Lin Zhaoyue paused for a while, swallowed, then slowly reached out her hand and carefully touched Ning Xi's hand, which was warm.

She touched Ning Xi's face again as if to confirm.

Warm and soft, the touch is real, not empty.

She has come back……

Ning Xi was about to ask Lin Zhaoyue what was wrong when Lin Zhaoyue rushed over and hugged her tightly, as if she was afraid that she would disappear in the next second, her voice choked with sobs:

"Master, I thought I would never see you again!"

Ning Xi was stunned for a moment, and then reached out and patted her back like a mother.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's just a nightmare, a bad dream..."

Ning Xi's tone was like coaxing a child.

Lin Zhaoyue burst into laughter, thinking of something, and said:

"Master, how is my father?"

"You can get out of bed now. You'll be able to jump around in a few days! You've been in a coma for three days. Are you feeling unwell?"

Lin Zhaoyue shook her head and said:

"I am fine."

She was silent for a while before she spoke:

"Master, Xiao Yan...how is the Third Prince?"

She remembered that she stabbed him after she lost control... She stabbed him in the heart... And she stabbed him hard, the dagger went in very deep...

Lin Zhaoyue clenched her fists, her heart was tense, and even her breathing became much lighter.

The smile on Ning Xi's face faded, and he turned his eyes away from Lin Zhaoyue and said:

"Ying'er is seriously injured and is still in a coma."

Xiao Yan is her son, and now his life or death is uncertain, so she is naturally worried.

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhaoyue immediately threw off the quilt and got out of bed.

"Master, I'm going to see him."

Ning Xi was stunned when she saw Lin Zhaoyue, who was so anxious that she forgot to put on her shoes and rushed out barefoot in only her underwear.

It was obvious that before Zhao Zhao fell into a coma, he wanted to stab Wei'er to death, so why did he care about him after waking up?

Seeing that she was about to step out of the door, Ning Xi stood up and caught up with her, holding her back and said:

"Zhao Zhao, it's cold outside, put on your shoes and clothes first, don't freeze."

Lin Zhaoyue lowered her head and looked at her clothes, feeling a little embarrassed.

Ning Xi smiled and said:

"Care about Yan'er?"

Lin Zhaoyue pursed her red lips, and after about half a century, she nodded gently.

Although she didn't know why she changed, Ning Xi felt a little happy for Xiao Yan at this moment.

"You change your clothes first. Master will go first and come back after you have changed your clothes."

Lin Zhaoyue nodded.

There is a reason why Ning Xi left first.

Because of the knife that Zhao Zhao stabbed Yin'er with, and Yin'er is still in a coma, Xiao Zhang is still angry. He is not only in a cold war with Duke Lin, but also with her.

After Duke Lin cured himself of the poison, he didn't even go to see him.

Xiao Zhang felt that she only loved Zhaozhao and not Yin'er. Whenever he saw her these past few days, he would turn his face away and then sneak into her room in the middle of the night.

Ning Xi has also been having a headache these two days.

After all, Xiao Zhang's identity was there, and she was afraid that he would give Zhao Zhao the cold shoulder later.

When Ning Xi entered Xiao Yan's bedroom, Xiao Zhang was handling official business at the desk nearby. Hearing the noise, he looked up at her, snorted, and lowered his head again.

Ning Xi: ...

Can't he be more stable as the emperor of a country?

Headache.

Ning Xi walked up to him and said:

"Zhao Zhao is awake. She will come to see Yan'er later."

Xiao Zhang said "oh" and didn't say anything else or react.

Ning Xi continued:

"Come out with me first, so that the two of them can have some time alone."

When Xiao Zhang heard this, his expression immediately turned cold:

"What? You want her to chop us... my son into pieces before you're satisfied, right? Ning Xi, based on her act of murdering the crown prince, I..."

Xiao Zhang was halfway through his words when Ning Xi blocked them all with her mouth.

Xiao Zhang was dissatisfied with Ning Xi's behavior of shielding Lin Zhaoyue, but he could not resist the temptation of Ning Xi kissing him.

The guards in the room quickly looked away and tactfully went out and closed the door.

After Ning Xi kissed him, she grabbed his collar and said:

"go out……"

……

When Lin Zhaoyue changed her clothes and arrived at Xiao Yun's room, the room was empty. Xiao Yun was wearing a pure black silk undergarment, lying quietly on the bed, breathing weakly.

Lin Zhaoyue raised her foot and walked towards him.

His long silver hair almost covered half of the pillow. His usually red thin lips had lost their color and his face was as pale as paper.

Lin Zhaoyue stood beside his bed and watched for a long time.

His breathing was so weak that she couldn't see his breathing unless she looked carefully.

Maybe it's because my eyes have been open for too long and they have become dry and sore, and the tears just flow down without any warning and without any purpose.

She reached out, held his hand, and whispered:

"sorry."

Who can tell who owes whom between the two of them now?

After an unknown amount of time, the bedroom door was pushed open. Lin Zhaoyue turned around and saw Ning Xi walking towards her.

Ning Xi glanced calmly at Lin Zhaoyue's hand holding Xiao Yan's, and handed the jade pendant in her hand to her.

Lin Zhaoyue took it, it was her jade pendant.

He took it away while in the desert.

Now, it is broken into two irregular halves.

Ning Xi looked at Lin Zhaoyue's red eyes and said:

"The knife you stabbed was meant for his heart. Fortunately, this jade pendant took some of the force off the dagger, causing the tip of the knife to slip. He was able to avoid the fatal blow, which didn't stab his heart, but it did injure his lungs. He is seriously injured."

Ning Xi's eyes turned red as she spoke, but she tried her best to control her emotions. She looked at Xiao Yan on the bed and continued:

"I don't know when Yan'er will wake up. Maybe later, maybe tomorrow, or maybe next year, or maybe he will never wake up..."

When Ning Xi said that she would never wake up, Lin Zhaoyue subconsciously clenched Xiao Yan's hand...

"Miss, are you awake?"

Chu Bai's voice came from outside the door.

As soon as Chu Bai entered Xiao Yun's bedroom, he saw Lin Zhaoyue holding Xiao Yun's hand.