Cypress Boat Floating

Pain, excruciating pain, the sharp blade piercing her heart caused endless pain with every breath. Although it was not the first time she had experienced the torture of an arrow piercing her heart, nor was it the first time she had experienced death, the feeling of powerlessness as her life gradually faded away still made her feel terrified, but she was powerless.

At this moment, Ye Jianqing was like a person who was drowning in water and about to suffocate, and was suddenly pulled out of the water. Her body collapsed on the bed, soaked in cold sweat, and trembling constantly. She was gasping for breath, and beads of sweat flowed down her forehead. The sheets under her were already soaked.

"Girl!" Hearing the noise inside the room, Yuqin, who was waiting outside the door, was anxious and rushed into the room immediately. Seeing Ye Jianqing in such a state, she hurriedly took out a handkerchief, gently wiped the sweat on her forehead, and called out anxiously: "Girl, girl, wake up! Wake up..."

Ye Jianqing came back to her senses from the brink of death as if awakened from a dream by Yuqin's cry. She lay there powerlessly, staring at the ceiling with empty eyes, as if she had lost all life.

"Miss!" Yuqin was frightened by her sudden opening of her eyes and took two steps back involuntarily, but then she carefully stepped forward and gently pushed her, and asked softly: "Miss, are you awake?"

"Yuqin..." Ye Jianqing turned his stiff neck with difficulty, slowly turned his head, and looked at the person in front of him with an unbelievable look. His eyes, which were originally lifeless like a pool of stagnant water, instantly recovered their former spirit after seeing Yuqin, and his voice was full of surprise: "Yuqin!"

Seeing that she finally woke up, Yuqin's tense heartstrings finally relaxed, and she responded softly: "Miss, it's me. Did you have a nightmare just now? I was so scared."

Ye Jianqing looked around. The strange yet familiar environment made her a little confused. After hesitating for a moment, she asked, "Where is this..."

"This is the palace, young lady." Yuqin chuckled, trying to ease the atmosphere. "What's wrong with you? You slept so hard that you don't even remember where you are?"

Ye Jianqing frowned, the last scene before his death was still lingering in his mind, and the pain in his chest was still extremely clear.

Ye Jianqing stared at Yuqin blankly, the bright sunshine outside the window, the bustling streets. This was not a forest, there was no heavy snow flying all over the sky, no ruthless assassins, no fatal arrows, and she did not have any wounds on her body.

But Ye Jianqing still felt a lot of pain in her body, the pain seemed to penetrate deep into her bones and soul, and it did not dissipate even after her rebirth. She covered her chest tightly, frowned, and asked with difficulty: "Where is the prince?"

Seeing her painful look, Yuqin thought she was unwell and asked with concern: "The prince is resting, what's wrong with you? Is your chest hurting?" After saying that, she went forward to check.

Ye Jianqing waved her hand quickly, indicating that she was fine. She looked down, shook her head gently, then raised her head and asked thoughtfully, "What time is it now?"

Yuqin looked at the sky outside the window and replied, "It is just past the hour of Yin now, so it is not time for the prince to get up yet."

Ye Jianqing nodded slightly, indicating that she understood. She was silent for a moment, and then asked casually, "What day is today?"

Yuqin thought for a moment and replied, "Today is the 20th day of the Mid-Autumn Moon."

"The 20th." Ye Jianqing murmured in a low voice, calculating in her heart. This meant that a full half month had passed since she woke up after her life was stolen. And this time, the time seemed to be delayed a little.

This rebirth made Ye Jianqing feel very wrong. The time of the last two rebirths was a little later than before. What did this situation mean? Ye Jianqing couldn't figure it out, but she felt that this situation was very wrong. It seemed necessary to discuss it with Lu Ciqiu to see what was going on.

But since she has been reborn, it means that after her death, Lu Ci Qiu must have also passed away, so they can be reborn again. Did Ye Honghai survive? Did he die too? Is this the correct time for Ye Honghai's death? Ye Jianqing pondered hard, but still couldn't find the answer, her head was about to explode. But now time is running out, she has to continue thinking.

The wet, sticky clothes on her body stuck to her skin, making her feel extremely uncomfortable, as if she were stained with blood, making her feel uncomfortable all over. So she decided: "I will wash my body first and change into clean clothes."

"Okay." Yuqin responded quickly and quickly prepared hot water and clean clothes for her. When Ye Jianqing finished her bath, she found that her bed had been made clean by Yuqin.

"Miss, please rest for a while. It's still early." After washing up, Ye Jianqing wore a dark silk dress. She never liked colors that were too bright and delicate. When she saw this dark color for the first time, she was delighted and bought it immediately. Although this material was not as good as those that Lu Ci Qiu had given her, it was quite suitable for underwear. Moreover, she heard that this material was produced by the Lin family's fabric workshop, which was in short supply.

"No need. I'll get up and practice. I always feel a little unwell." Ye Jianqing was now awake after taking a shower. He was not sleepy at all. So he declined Yuqin's kindness, picked out a new set of tight clothes to change into, and planned to practice basic skills later.

Before Ye Jianqing stepped out of the door, she saw Lu Ciqiu running towards her with sweat all over his forehead. "Qing'er!" As soon as he saw her at the gate, he rushed forward and hugged her tightly in his arms, sighing as if relieved: "That's great, that's great, you're still alive, it's really great!"

Ye Jianqing didn't know what Lu Ciqiu had gone through after her death, but seeing him trembling, she couldn't bear to push him away. Although he was soaked and stained her new clothes, she still reached out her hands and gently stroked his back, comforting him, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm still alive and well, and we're both alive and well."

Never mind, that sticky dress will pass if I just bear with it.

The two people stood at the door of the room, hugging each other tightly, comforting each other in a place that no one else understood, feeling the fear of surviving the disaster, until dawn broke and a hint of paleness appeared in the sky.

Seeing Lu Ciqiu's frantically beating heart gradually calm down and his emotions gradually stabilized, Ye Jianqing said softly: "Okay, go wash up and change your clothes first, they are so dirty."

Lu Ci Qiu responded vaguely and nodded slightly, but his body did not move at all. The person he loved passed away in front of him, and he was helpless. This deep despair enveloped him like a mountain crushing an egg, almost suffocating him. If he hadn't been reborn this time, he really didn't know what he should do next.

"We are all fine, it's okay. Go wash up first and then tell me what happened next, okay?" Ye Jianqing comforted him softly, his tone so gentle that it seemed to melt people's hearts.

Lu Ci Qiu gradually regained his composure under her comfort. Only then did he realize that he had been hugging Ye Jianqing tightly, and his face flushed. He stepped back a few steps in a panic, quietly put the hands that had once hugged Ye Jianqing behind his back, and a hint of shyness appeared on his face. Although he agreed verbally, his eyes were full of reluctance.

Ye Jianqing was a little overwhelmed by his innocent reaction. She clenched her hands tightly in a corner where no one noticed, trying to control her heart that was beating wildly due to nervousness. When she saw the reluctance in Lu Ciqiu's eyes, her tone became softer involuntarily: "I will wait for you here and will never leave. Go wash up and change into clean clothes first."

After getting Ye Jianqing's promise, Lu Ciqiu slowly turned around and left. However, every time he took a step, he couldn't help but look back, as if he was worried that Ye Jianqing would disappear from his sight in the blink of an eye. This feeling of worrying about gains and losses made his steps seem particularly heavy.

"The prince is really attached to you." Yuqin at the side couldn't help but sigh with envy. Hearing this, Ye Jianqing frowned slightly and whispered, "Don't talk nonsense."

She knew very well that Lu Ci Qiu was only good to her because he saved her life that time. She never expected this feeling to change, and she dared not imagine that Lu Ci Qiu would have a romantic relationship with her.

In her opinion, Lu Ci Qiu might just treat her as an important person in his life, just like his mother. Although this kind of emotion is deep, it is not love. She doesn't want others to misunderstand his feelings, and she doesn't want to see others pointing fingers at him because of it.