Both worlds are like dreams

She didn't sleep all night, keeping an eye on his condition, fearing that something might happen again.

At dawn, Duan Yun woke up, but the remaining poison had not yet been cleared, and he did not have the strength to get up.

After drinking a bowl of medicine, he fell asleep again.

Mo Yunchen never woke up and refused to let go of Xue Huang's hand.

She could only have someone pry open his mouth and feed him the medicine, but he didn't wake up until noon.

Xue Huang used her inner strength to force the poison out of him once again.

Duan Yun woke up again at noon. Since Xue Huang couldn't break free, she could only have someone help Duan Yun to her and force the poison out of him.

He was then placed in another room, under the full care of the doctor.

Xue Huang rubbed her numb hands and stayed beside Mo Yunchen, but she didn't dare to struggle free for fear of tearing his wound, so she could only stay by his side.

But it was difficult for her to eat and drink, especially to go to the toilet. She was so angry that she wanted to slap him twice.

But until the evening, Mo Yunchen still didn't wake up.

Xue Huang felt something was not right, "Mu Guang, is it normal for him to be like this?"

"Not normal." Mu Guang said. "He seems to be trapped in a nightmare."

"Nightmare?" Xue Huang was surprised. "His memory?"

"I don't know, but if we don't wake him up, it will be very troublesome."

"How do I scream?"

"Put your hands on his head. I'll force his consciousness to focus. Then you hurry."

Xue Huang did as she was told, and instantly felt a flash of blue light at her fingertips, and Mo Yunchen's eyes moved.

"Mo Yunchen, wake up quickly."

"It's useless. You have to provoke him." Mu Guang said.

Xue Huang thought for a moment, "Mo Yunchen, did you hear me? Don't you want to know why I hate you? I'll tell you when you wake up. I'll tell you everything. Did you hear me?"

Mo Yunchen still didn't open his eyes, but he was holding Xue Huang's hand more and more tightly, as if he was struggling with something.

Xue Huang endured the pain and continued, "You bastard, you're going to break my hand, why don't you open your eyes! What are you doing? Wake up. If you don't wake up, our deal will be over...ah..."

"What's your name?" Mu Guang asked.

"It hurts!" Xue Huang's eyebrows were twisted together, "What can we do if he doesn't wake up?"

"continue!"

"Mo Yunchen, didn't you ask me if I would forgive you if you died? Listen, if you die, I will never forgive you. You haven't paid off what you owe me yet, you don't have the right to die, you...if you wake up, I will consider forgiving you, Mo Yunchen, do you hear me? This is my only chance to forgive you, if you don't open your eyes, it will be gone..."

A faint voice came, "Do you...keep your word?"

Xue Huang looked over and saw Mo Yunchen slowly opening his eyes and looking at her.

The hand she placed on his forehead slapped him unceremoniously, "You bastard, if you don't let go, my hand will break!"

Mo Yunchen let go of his hand and smiled slightly.

Xue Huang rubbed her hands for a long time before she recovered. She glared at him, "Are you sick? What did you dream about? Why did you grab me with such force?"

Mo Yunchen's eyes dimmed slightly, "I dreamed that you fell off a cliff, and I tried many times to catch you, so... I will never let you go."

Xue Huang was speechless, "I think you have been poisoned and your brain has been damaged."

"I'm a little thirsty."

Xue Huang stood up and poured him a glass of water, then held up his head and fed him to drink.

"Hel me up."

"Your wound is too deep, don't move."

"fine."

Xue Huang had no choice but to carefully help him sit up, stuffed a pillow behind him, and let him lean against it.

Then he brought another bowl of porridge and fed him.

"It's rare," Mo Yunchen looked at her, "I still have you taking care of me like this."

"I don't think you're seriously injured. You still have the energy to talk nonsense."

Mo Yunchen covered his wound and coughed. The next moment, Xue Huang discovered that blood was oozing from his wound, even his pajamas were wet.

"Don't move." She quickly tore off his clothes, untied the gauze, and found that his wound was slightly torn.

She quickly applied hemostatic medicine on the wound. This was the hemostatic medicine Xu Yao gave her. It was very effective and the blood coagulated in a short while.

Xue Huang reapplied the wound medicine and bandaged him, "Your wound is too deep, you must not move."

"Your sewing is really not that good."

"Why are you still fussing about this? You have so many scars on your body anyway, this one won't make a difference."

"As long as you don't mind it."

Xue Huang almost bit off her tongue, "What does it have to do with me?"

Mo Yunchen smiled and said, "Give me the medicine."

Xue Huang brought him the bowl of medicine, and after he finished drinking it, she helped him lie down again.

Mo Yunchen grabbed her hand again, "Where are you going?"

"Go help Duan Yun force out the poison. He doesn't have as deep internal strength as you."

"Come back soon. By the way, I feel dizzy, find me something to eat."

Xue Huang was speechless. She stood up and went to Duan Yun's room to help him force out the remaining poison in his body.

The effect of the deer grass is still very powerful. His injuries have improved a lot. As long as he forces out some of the remaining poison every day and rests for a period of time, he will be fine.

"Thank you...Princess." Duan Yun thanked her with difficulty.

"You are lucky."

"It's the prince. If it weren't for him, I would not have survived to come back."

"You should talk less and take good care of your injuries. I didn't let anyone notify your wife so that they wouldn't worry."

"Thank you princess."

Xue Huang didn't say anything. She went to find some food and brought it back to her room.

"You are injured, so you shouldn't eat greasy food. Try some Tremella soup."

Mo Yunchen shook his head.

"What about honey water?"

Mo Yunchen still shook his head.

"This," Xue Huang brought over a bowl of milk, "Jasmine milk tea, a new drink from Fengchun Tavern. You've been poisoned and your mouth is bitter, so this is suitable for you to drink."

This time, Mo Yunchen did not shake his head.

Xue Huang fed him some and then stopped him from drinking.

"The wound hasn't healed yet, drink less."

Mo Yunchen was silent and closed his eyes to rest.

Xue Huang ate a quick bite of food and went to prepare the next dose of medicine for his wound.

Thanks to the life-saving pills Xu Yao gave her, they didn't save her life, but were used on Mo Yunchen.

After doing this, she stopped to rest.

"Aren't you curious about who assassinated me?"

Xue Huang glanced at him and said, "I can't guess."

Mo Yunchen motioned for her to sit next to him.

When Xue Huang walked over, he took her hand and let her lie down beside him.

"Who is it?"

"The remnants of the Shen family."

"Former subordinates of Shen Congfeng?" Xue Huang was a little surprised. "Didn't they say that all the rebels had been eliminated?"

"Shen Congfeng has been in the imperial court for more than 20 years. His power is deeply rooted, so there will always be omissions."

"But I have seen the sword wounds on your bodies. They were from two different swords."

"Because there are only two of us."

"Who could hurt you like this?"

"Mingshan, the two soul-stealing demons."

"Have not heard."

"It is said that this is a professional assassin organization from foreign countries, who only sell their lives for money. It should be the remnants of Shen Congfeng's old subordinates who paid a large price to buy my life."

"You are so lucky." Xue Huang's expression was meaningful.

"With more experience, you will always gain experience."

"Then what about the Soul Stealing Twins?"

"died."

"Even if they die, there is no guarantee that there won't be others who come to kill you."

"maybe."

"Aren't the people in Shangyang City in greater danger?" Thinking of this, Xue Huang hurried to find Lu Heng.

He hadn't left here yet, and he appeared as soon as Xue Huang blew the whistle.

"What do you want, Princess?"

"Send a message to Second Uncle, tell them to be careful of the Shen family's rebels."

"As ordered."

After explaining this matter, Xue Huang returned to her room with peace of mind.

It started raining outside again, and the cold air kept getting into the house.

Xue Huang was worried that Mo Yunchen might have a fever after being caught in the rain and suffering such serious injuries, so she asked someone to send some charcoal over.

Sure enough, in the middle of the night, Mo Yunchen began to have a fever, and so did Duan Yun next door. Both of their bodies were as hot as a furnace.

Xue Huang had someone boil two bowls of medicine and fed them to them, and at the same time wiped their bodies with wine to quickly cool them down.

After tossing and turning for half the night, the fever finally went away.

Xue Huang was dizzy and tired, and she hadn't slept the whole night, but she still forced herself to stay by Mo Yunchen's side.

"I can't die. Just lie down here and sleep."

Xue Huang leaned against the head of the bed and said, "I'll just take a nap for a while."

"Are you so afraid that I'll die? Is it because of me or him?"

"Didn't you tell me to sleep? Then why are you still talking?"

"Do you really not want me to die at all?"