Back and forth: I brought supplies to help the impoverished prince

Chapter 253 Care 1

Qiao Shinian woke up at noon. After she collapsed and cried, she forced herself to adapt to the current situation.

She had only been back seven or eight days before Emperor Gao Wen arrived, so it would be more than two months before she could go back next time.

Perhaps returning to the modern era could solve our current predicament.

Modern medical conditions and methods may be able to restore her hearing and sight, allowing her to see the world again.

However, after more than two months in ancient times, will it still be useful if I return to modern times?

As Qiao Shinian thought about this, the hope that rose in her heart was gradually replaced by panic.

She was afraid and she was anxious.

She was terrified and anxious.

In just one afternoon, she often felt that she didn't even exist.

As she sat there quietly, she often felt that she was in an abyss of emptiness and she could not sense any existence.

It was too quiet, not even a sound to comfort her.

"Wen Jiu!" When she doesn't feel anyone around her for a long time, she will start shouting anxiously.

"Sister, I'm here." Wen Jiu would always hold her hand in time to tell her that he was by her side.

At this time, Qiao Shinian was as fragile as a baby, and she would panic if she didn't notice anyone around.

Faced with Qiao Shinian's condition, Wen Jiu dismissed everyone.

Taking advantage of someone's weakness is a despicable act and should be despised.

Unfortunately, he is not a noble person!

It is his nature to use any means to achieve his goals. Mu Qingchen should completely disappear from her world.

And he will be all she can rely on.

When Qiao Shinian took the medicine after dinner, Wen Jiu put down the bowl and looked at the night with tears in his lifeless eyes.

He reached out and brushed away the tears that were about to fall.

"Wen Jiu."

"Sister, I'm here." Wen Jiu took her hand with a smile and wrote a sentence on her palm.

Qiao Shinian nodded, she reached out to take the handkerchief handed to her by Wen Jiu and wiped her face.

Afterwards, after the handkerchief was taken away from her hand, the heat in her palm gradually disappeared. She still had her hands limp, feeling the touch gradually disappearing.

Something wonderful.

And, feel regretful.

She felt her feet being lifted up and placed in warm water, and the hands were gently washing her feet, which felt a little itchy.

Those hands were a little rough and a little hot.

The hot water was not pure water, it was medicine. The heat was obviously far away from her, but she could feel it.

She felt herself soaking for a long time, and then one of her feet was lifted up, and the next touch was satin.

She didn't understand what Wen Jiu was doing.

As her feet were covered with satin and kissed and kneaded, she noticed Wen Jiu pinching her toes.

It felt a little itchy, so she wanted to pull her feet back, but Wen Jiu held her feet tightly. As she felt the cold touch between her toes, she panicked and immediately pulled her feet back.

Wen Jiu looked at Qiao Shinian's frightened expression, stood up and wrote the three words "cut nails" on her palm.

Qiao Shinian was puzzled. She reached out and touched her toenails, which seemed fine.

"No cut." She shook her head, pulled one foot back, and soaked the other foot in the water.

Wen Jiu shrugged and said, okay.

He picked up Qiao Shinian's other foot and wiped it dry carefully.

In the dim light, her feet are small and beautiful like jade.

He couldn't help but think of Qiao Shinian's bare feet with little bells on them when she danced.

How beautiful!

How lucky he was in his life to have met Qiao Shinian.

Thinking back to the past, he shook his head slightly and erased the hysterical woman from his mind.

When he returned to the capital as a beggar, Qiao Shinian was like a fairy in wonderland who was ignorant of the world, with her clear eyes full of curiosity about him.

Later, there was dependence on him in those eyes.

What a wonderful time.

He ignored the real reason why he brought Qiao Shinian with him at that time, and ignored the terrified, sad and shocked look in Qiao Shinian's eyes as he walked away.

"What are you doing!" Qiao Shinian immediately retracted his other foot.

Wen Jiulian jumped from his memories into reality. He looked at Qiao Shinian’s uneasy frown.

He quickly stood up and wrote a sentence on her palm.

Qiao Shinian nodded, but she was still uneasy and frightened.

She could feel the temperature in the room, could feel the vapor-like particles falling on her skin.

Wen Jiu took the warm handkerchief again and wiped her hands clean.

She lay on the bed, blinking her eyes. She was clearly aware of her eyes closing, but there was no light in front of her.

Then, she felt a small warm current flowing through her skin, and then she smelled the scent on Jiu's body.

A masculine scent.

Different from those turbid and unpleasant smells, the smell on Wen Jiu's body gives people an indescribable feeling, and makes them want to smell it more.

I can't explain why, and I can't describe what it feels like.

As she was thinking about it, she felt a corner of the thin blanket beside her being lifted up, and then someone crawled in.

"You!" Qiao Shinian's eyes widened. She quickly stood up and said, "Why are you sleeping on my bed?!"

Hearing Qiao Shinian's voice, Wen Jiu was stunned for a moment, then took Qiao Shinian's hand.

'Sister, you yelled at me. Did I do something that made you hate me?'

Qiao Shinian frowned in confusion. She asked, "I yelled at you? I didn't! I just..."

She wanted to say that I was just speaking normally, but then she remembered that she couldn’t hear herself speaking, so would the sound be a little... loud?

Wen Jiu naturally knew that Qiao Shinian had always spoken at such a loud volume, but she just didn't know it.

"Sister, I just want you to find me faster. You can't see or hear now. If something happens, do you have to lie on the bed and feel around to find me?"

Qiao Shinian sorted out Wen Jiu's words and hesitated. It was indeed true.

She couldn't imagine herself leaning over the bed with her butt sticking up, trying to find where Wen Jiu was.

"Let Yingzhu and the others come in. You've taken care of me for the whole afternoon, and it's time for you to have a good rest. There will be a lot of things waiting for you to do tomorrow. I'm a useless person now, and you can't hold me back."

Qiao Shinian didn't realize that her tone had softened. She couldn't see Wen Jiu staring at her with confidence.

"Sister, because of the assassination, I was put in solitary confinement and dismissed from my post. It will take half a year before I can leave the palace. Now I am just a useless idler, just in time to take care of you."

"Your father took away your power?!" Qiao Shinian widened his eyes in disbelief.

Wen Jiu pulled Qiao Shinian's hands and put them on his face, and he nodded.

Qiao Shinian's hands couldn't help stroking his face: "But, these are not difficult for you, right?"

Wen Jiu nodded again.

Qiao Shinian finally let go of the worry he had been feeling.

"In that case, there's no need to run around."

Wen Jiu nodded again.

"Call Yingzhu and the others in. You are a prince, how can you sleep in the same bed with a woman like me? If rumors spread, how can you explain to your wife in the future? You are weak to begin with, and those high-ranking families in the capital should have considered this before marrying off their daughters.

You and I know the truth of the matter, but they don’t.”

Wen Jiu shook his head.

He pulled Qiao Shinian and looked at her closely.

"No, sister. The person I love is you, and the person I will marry will only be you!"

Seeing Wen Jiu holding her hand and not taking any action for a long time, Qiao Shinian raised her hand and wanted to touch Wen Jiu's face again, but as she raised her hand, she poked her finger into Wen Jiu's mouth.

Wen Jiu didn't move. He held Qiao Shinian's fingertips and stared at her with a smile.

Qiao Shinian pulled his hand out and wiped it in disgust, preparing to pat his shoulder, but lightly hit his cheek instead.

The touch made Qiao Shinian embarrassed and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Wen Jiu held it tightly, and his breathing became heavier.

Feeling the breath gradually approaching him, Qiao Shinian felt a little embarrassed: "I just got blind, so my touch is not that accurate yet. Sorry, I wanted to pat your shoulder."

"Sister, your shoulder is here." Wen Jiu held Qiao Shinian's hand with one hand and placed it in front of his chest, and held Qiao Shinian's hand with the other hand without moving at all. He lowered his head and bit Qiao Shinian's fingertips as if as a punishment, applying a little force.

Qiao Shinian pushed him away and said in shock: "Bite me? You are a dog, I just hit your face accidentally."

She couldn't see the smile on Wen Jiu's face, so naturally she couldn't sense the love he couldn't hide for her at that moment.

After the shock, she held the bitten finger, and a dense and elusive feeling arose in her heart, like the indescribable numbness as if she had been slightly electrocuted.

The candlelight flickered. Qiao Shinian felt the heat in her palm as she pressed her hand against Wen Jiu's chest. She pushed Wen Jiu and said, "Stop messing around. Go get Yingzhu and the others."

"When they saw you wake up, they entrusted you to me. They went to investigate the source of the poison. Knowing the formula of the poison, they can make an antidote quickly and accurately. Sister, sleep well, I will take good care of you."

As Wen Jiu spoke, he pushed Qiao Shinian down to lie down. He stood up, blew out the candle and lay down too, holding Qiao Shinian's hand tightly with one hand.

"Until you get better, no one else will be able to get close to you." Wen Jiu whispered in Qiao Shinian's ear.

Qiao Shinian turned her head and asked, "Did you say anything?"

Seeing that she couldn't struggle, she simply gave up. Since Wen Jiu didn't care about his reputation, it would be useless for her to care about it.

She could only get rid of Wen Jiu's hand, put her hand on her stomach, and keep a distance from Wen Jiu.

Wen Jiu pulled Qiao Shinian's hand and put it on his face, shaking his head.

Qiao Shinian remained silent. She felt her eyes sore and then closed them.

The fight just now made her less panicked, but once it became quiet, once she stopped talking and got no response, that suffocating feeling of despair emerged again.

Human beings' instinctive fear of darkness and absolute silence gradually spread.

More than ten minutes passed and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

She bit her lip and said nothing, wanting to empty herself and think of nothing.

She didn't know how long she had held on. The despairing silence and the darkness without any light made her feel like she was being eaten by ants.

Despair and panic gradually got out of control.

She took a deep breath and tried to tell herself that she could overcome the temporary symptoms.

These are just symptoms, they will get better, and there is nothing to be afraid of.

There is nothing to be afraid of.

However, she clutched the quilt so tightly that her knuckles turned white and her whole body seemed numb.

She couldn't feel her own existence and she was not sure if she was still alive.

Is she still alive? Is she imprisoned forever?

Do not!

"Wen Jiu!" Qiao Shinian shouted in panic.

As the voice came out of her mouth, her body moved even faster, and she turned sideways to hug Wen Jiu.

"Sister, I'm here! I've always been here." Wen Jiu knew that Qiao Shinian's fear had appeared.

He reached out and took her into his arms and held her tightly: "I'm here, don't be afraid."

He patted her back gently.

Qiao Shinian struggled to get up and hugged Wen Jiu tightly, gasping for breath, like a person who was about to suffocate due to lack of oxygen and suddenly breathed in air.

She hugged Wen Jiu tightly, and before she knew it, tears were streaming down her face.

She couldn't overcome facing the darkness alone, and she couldn't accept a world without any sound.

She could only hold Wen Jiu tightly, hold him tightly, and feel herself being held tightly, so that she felt as if she was still alive.