Transmigrating Female Supreme: The Peerless Husband Depends on Me

Before Su Yue even had time to react, the female official had disappeared.

She calmed herself down, still kneeling, and turned her gaze to the man on the ground.

I saw that his brows were furrowed and his chest was heaving violently, as if he was using all his strength to breathe. He was obviously having difficulty breathing and was gasping for breath. The sound of his rapid breathing was particularly clear in the silent atmosphere.

Su Yue was extremely anxious, she felt that he would not be able to breathe in the next moment.

In a panic, Su Yue quickly looked around. After confirming that there was no one around, she gritted her teeth and decided to take the risk to take out a disposable oxygen bottle from her own space and carefully give the man oxygen.

Time passed minute by minute, Su Yue stared at the man closely, her palms full of sweat.

After breathing for a while, Su Yue felt that he seemed to be a little better, but his breathing was still rapid and he was still gasping for breath.

Based on her limited medical knowledge, Su Yue guessed that the man might have asthma.

But she didn't dare to confirm it completely. She just looked at his uncomfortable look, made up her mind, and once again searched through the space to find medicine that might be suitable for asthma. She gently pried open the man's mouth and carefully fed it to him.

After feeding the medicine, Su Yue looked at the man nervously, her heart in her throat.

Gradually, she found that the man's painful expression seemed to relax a little, and his tightly furrowed brows loosened slightly. Su Yue finally breathed a sigh of relief, but still did not dare to let her guard down. She stared at him without blinking, fearing that something else might happen.

Su Yue was filled with anxiety. She looked around helplessly, muttering, "Why hasn't anyone come yet? If this goes on any longer, I'm going to die!"

Her voice was filled with anxiety and uneasiness.

Su Yue still maintained a kneeling position. Because she had just held the man's head when feeding him medicine, she now had the opportunity to look at him carefully.

After taking this look, Su Yue couldn't help but think of a word in her mind - "sickly beauty".

Although it seems inappropriate to use this word to describe a man, the man in front of me is really beautiful.

His skin is as white as jade, his facial features are as delicate as sculptures, and every line is just right.

The more Su Yue looked at him, the more she felt that he was somewhat similar to Xiao Fan. Then she thought, their mothers were sisters, so it was normal for them to have similarities.

Su Yue looked at him unscrupulously like this. Suddenly, she realized that she was still holding the Seventh Prince. She was shocked and immediately wanted to put him down.

Otherwise, if something unexpected happens, she won't be able to bear the responsibility.

Just as she was about to move, the Seventh Prince slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were a little confused, but he stared straight at Su Yue, as if he had not yet reacted to the current situation.

For a moment, their eyes met, and Su Yue froze. She didn't know whether to hug him or put him down. She just maintained an awkward posture with a complicated expression on her face, showing panic, embarrassment, and a hint of helplessness.

The Seventh Prince stared straight at Su Yue, his eyes seemed to be able to see through her heart.

Su Yue felt her heart tremble under his gaze. She forced a very forced smile and stammered, "Seventh... Prince, hello. I just passed by and saw you here, so I came to see you. The lady-in-waiting with the Grand Emperor has gone to fetch the imperial physician. Please wait a moment."

After saying this, Su Yue didn't dare to look at the Seventh Prince again. She hurriedly looked away and eagerly looked around for the female official, hoping that she would come back soon.

She secretly groaned in her heart, she really couldn't stand such a scene.

The Seventh Prince moved slightly, and Su Yue suddenly realized that she was still half holding him in her arms.

She quickly helped the Seventh Prince sit up straight. At this moment, she saw that there were still a few weeds on the Seventh Prince's head. Somehow, Su Yue's hands were faster than her brain. She reached out and took them off for the Seventh Prince, and also helped the Seventh Prince tidy up his clothes.

By the time she realized what she had done, she broke out in a cold sweat. Seeing the Seventh Prince's evasive eyes, even her ears quickly turned red.

Su Yue kowtowed immediately with a thud, and said in a trembling voice: "I have offended the Seventh Prince. I deserve death. Please forgive me, Seventh Prince."

Her forehead was pressed against the ground, her body was shaking uncontrollably, her heart was filled with fear and regret, and she didn't know what terrible consequences her impulsive behavior would bring.

Su Yue was kneeling on the ground in fear when she suddenly felt someone gently tugging at her sleeve.

She raised her head cautiously and took a peek, only to see the Seventh Prince staring at her.

At this time, the Seventh Prince finally spoke his first words. His voice was a little hoarse, but it was particularly pleasant, as if it had a unique charm: "It's okay, you saved me."

The tone was extremely certain and left no room for doubt.

Su Yue was shocked when she heard this, and hurriedly said, "It's the Seventh Prince who is blessed with good fortune. I didn't do anything."

Her voice trembled and her eyes were full of anxiety.

The Seventh Prince looked at Su Yue, who was kneeling on the ground. He was silent for a moment before he slowly said, "I was still conscious just now. You inhaled something into me and gave me medicine, and then I recovered."

Su Yue's body suddenly paused, and she thought to herself, "It's over." She never expected that the Seventh Prince was actually conscious.

At this moment, Su Yue's brain was working rapidly, thinking about how to deal with this sudden situation.

Her face instantly turned pale, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead. Her hands unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes tightly, and she stammered, "Seventh Prince, I...I just saw that you were in a critical situation, so...so I made an unauthorized decision. I hope Seventh Prince will forgive me."

Su Yue's heart was pounding as if it was about to jump out of her throat.

She lowered her head, not daring to look at the Seventh Prince's expression. Her heart was filled with anxiety and fear, not knowing what would be waiting for her next.

The Seventh Prince gritted his teeth and tried to stand up on his own, but he was still too weak to do anything.

He looked at Su Yue helplessly, and said with a hint of embarrassment in his voice: "Can you help me up?"

Upon hearing this, Su Yue quickly stood up and helped the Seventh Prince up quickly but carefully.

At this moment, her hands were faster than her brain again, and she subconsciously brushed off the weeds on the Seventh Prince's body.

After the photo was taken, Su Yue finally reacted, her heart tightened, and she looked up at the Seventh Prince.

The seventh prince's face was now flushed red, and the blush spread all the way to his ears.

Su Yue's heart skipped a beat. It was over. The Seventh Prince's face was so red, probably because he was angry with her.

She secretly regretted in her heart, why couldn't she control her hands?