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Chapter 267: Torturing the Thirteenth Prince (48)

He stumbled off the horse, his body swaying as if it had lost support.

Seeing this, Jiang Yan hurried forward to support him.

However, when his hand touched Jun Linyuan's back, he felt a sticky liquid.

Jiang Yan's heart tightened, and he quickly raised his hand to see that it was covered in scarlet blood.

He looked along Jun Linyuan's back and found that the feather arrow was still deeply embedded in Jun Linyuan's back!

Jiang Yan's heartbeat instantly accelerated, and he could hardly hear Jun Linyuan's breathing.

His heart was filled with fear and panic, and his voice unconsciously became tearful. "Jun Linyuan, don't sleep, don't sleep! I brought some medicine for wounds. I'll go outside and find some mugwort to disinfect you. You have to hold on. Don't sleep, okay?"

Jiang Yan's words were full of pleading, and his hand tightly grasped Jun Linyuan's arm, as if this could prevent him from losing consciousness so quickly.

After a long while, Jun Linyuan moved slightly. He held on to his last breath and slowly raised his head. His eyes were a little dazed, and it seemed that everything he saw was a little blurry.

His hand was trembling as he held onto the wall, while the other hand slowly rose up, wanting to touch Jiang Yan's face.

His injuries were extremely serious. His eyelids felt heavy as if they were weighed down by a thousand-pound weight, and he could hardly open them.

A fear of death suddenly surged in Jun Linyuan's heart.

He was unwilling to die so easily, and even more unwilling to leave this world forever before he had the chance to be with Jiang Yan.

At this moment, he decided to indulge himself once, even if it was only for this brief moment.

So, he kissed Jiang Yan's lips without hesitation.

Jiang Yan had never expected Jun Linyuan to do this. His body instantly became stiff and he was completely stunned.

The warm touch on the lips and the affectionate gaze of the person in front of him, each of them made Jiang Yan unable to ignore.

His mind went blank, he had no idea how to respond, not even sure if he should move his body.

Seeing Jiang Yan so surprised, Jun Linyuan slowly released his lips.

Although the wounds on his body made his consciousness increasingly blurred and the pain became more severe, he still tried to force a smile.

He asked softly, "Did it scare you?"

Jun Linyuan still had a faint smile on his face. His voice, though weak, was filled with sincerity: "I can't help it. I just like you, Jiang Yan."

His voice gradually faded, as if he was using up all his strength to say the last words: "I'm very selfish. I'm afraid that even if I die, you still won't know that I love you."

Jiang Yan's tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes like a flood that broke through the dam.

He said in a trembling voice, "I don't know what love is. I've never loved anyone before. But you can't sleep. You must stay awake. I still need to find herbs for you and treat your wounds."

As he spoke, he sniffed hard, and tears continued to roll down his red eyes like beads that had broken off the string.

"You must live, Jun Linyuan, you must live. You have to teach me what love is. If you die, how can I know whether I really like you or not? Aren't you afraid that you will die with regrets?"