The medicine was quickly caught and cooked.
Chu Shaoyang personally fed her a bowl of medicine and drank it. Then he picked up the freshly mixed ointment sent by Gu Qingze and carefully applied it on her face.
Every move he made was so careful, as if he was handling a rare treasure, that the servants around him almost couldn't believe their eyes.
Is this gentle prince the same person as the violent and cruel prince just now
"It hurts... don't hit... don't hit... I... I'm really Shen Ning..."
Her eyes were swollen and tightly closed, and she was mumbling indistinctly. The pain made her face look even more distorted.
Chu Shaoyang's heart ached violently.
Now he believed she was true. No one would insist on lying in this situation, not even himself.
"Ning'er," he said softly, pressing his hand on the back of her hand, not daring to use any force, with full guilt: "It's my fault, it's all my fault, I shouldn't hit you, don't be afraid , I will never do anything to you again."
Her hand trembled in his palm and she wanted to withdraw.
Even in her coma, she was afraid of him.
"It hurts... it hurts me to death..."
"Don't be afraid, I'm giving you medicine, and you won't be in pain soon." He said in a gentle tone he had never heard before, staring at her without blinking.
Gu Qingze's medicine was indeed very effective. Not long after applying the medicine, she no longer frowned and whined in pain, but fell into a deep sleep.
Chu Shaoyang still didn't feel relieved. He stayed in front of her bed and never left her.
The servants brought him food, but he didn't even look at it. He waved his hand and retreated, sending everyone out.
He couldn't eat or sleep.
Although she was right in front of him and he held her hand tightly, he was still thinking about her.
What he was thinking about was not her now, nor the skinny little girl who rescued him from the water eight years ago, but that spring when the branches were full of peach blossoms. He lay on a peach branch and took a nap, listening to Under the tree, a girl's soft throat sounded. Her laughter was clear and soft, more beautiful than a silver bell.
He opened his eyes subconsciously, looking for the laughter.
Suddenly, he felt like he was electrocuted, his whole body was numb and he couldn't move.
It was a girl who was more beautiful than the fairies in the sky. She was reaching out to graft the peach blossoms on the branches. She was smiling, her eyes were bright, and her full smile outshone all the peach blossoms in the courtyard.
He rubbed his eyes and saw clearly that what the girl wanted to pick was not a peach blossom, but a hairpin hooked on a flower branch. Her sleeves slipped down, revealing jade arms like snow lotus roots. They were really hibiscus. His face was like a willow and his brows were like willows, and the people and the scene were something he would never forget.
At that time, he swore that he would dig deep into the ground to find this girl.
Because after one meeting, he could never forget her face again. Although he never admitted it, he would dream about her in his dreams every night.
This was a secret he kept deep in his heart, and no one else knew about it except him.
It was because of this face that he couldn't forget her after seeing her once, and even his strong passion for Shen Biyun cooled down.
He used to think Shen Biyun was beautiful, but until he met the girl, he could no longer see Shen Biyun's beauty.
Every time he saw Shen Biyun, he couldn't help but think about how great it would be if Yun'er could be like that girl, with her eyes, eyebrows, nose and lips.