Ling Qingwan really thought Xiaobao was lovable, so she used more strength in her hands. Xiaobao was like a tumbler, spinning in circles in the direction Ling Qingwan was rubbing him. Suddenly, something fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
"Mine! Mine!" Xiaobao was anxious and hurried down to pick it up.
Ling Qingwan hugged Xiaobao with one hand, then bent down and picked up the things on the ground.
It's a safety lock.
No wonder Ling Qingwan heard the sound of bells when Xiaobao was running around just now.
"Who gave you this safety lock?" Ling Qingwan was curious.
"A brother gave it to me." Xiaobao replied in a baby voice.
Brother? Ling Qingwan was puzzled.
She thought that this safety lock was given by Ling Shen.
"Which brother? Have you seen him before?" Ling Qingwan asked in more detail.
Xiaobao pouted and thought for a while.
"I don't know which brother it is. I have never seen him before."
Then it’s not Wei Xun.
Xiaobao just met Wei Xun a few days ago.
Ling Qingwan thought about the people queuing outside the general's mansion in the past two days, and thought that maybe some young master came to celebrate, saw Xiaobao, and gave him a safety lock.
Seeing that this peace lock is of good quality, I should ask for some silver. I wonder who is so sincere.
"Aunt Fang." Ling Qingwan called out in a higher voice.
Aunt Fang, who was far away, heard Ling Qingwan calling her and hurried over.
"Miss Sun, what do you want?"
"Do you know who gave this safety lock to Xiaobao?" Ling Qingwan shook the safety lock in her hand.
This gift is so valuable that Ling Qingwan plans to thank that person in person when she has the chance in the future.
"To answer Miss Sun, it was sent by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Aunt Fang replied to Ling Qingwan respectfully.
Ling Qingwan's heart skipped a beat.
"Are you sure?"
Why did Song Zhiqing give Xiaobao something for no reason? Ling Qingwan didn't believe that Song Zhiqing just saw it and gave it to Xiaobao casually.
"I am sure." Aunt Fang answered firmly.
"It was yesterday when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince came to visit, and Madam asked me to bring Xiaobao with me. Then His Royal Highness the Crown Prince gave Xiaobao this safety lock."
Ling Qingwan frowned even more.
According to Aunt Fang, Song Zhiqing didn't just give it as a casual gift, but specially gave the safety lock to Xiaobao.
Why did he do that.
Ling Qingwan was puzzled.
"Bell! Bell!" Xiaobao wanted to lock the safety door, so he urged a few times.
Ling Qingwan reacted and gave the safety lock to Xiaobao.
There was no trick on the safety lock, so it was fine for Xiaobao to take it. But Song Zhiqing's motive for giving Xiaobao the safety lock made Ling Qingwan suspicious.
In Ling Qingwan's heart, Song Zhiqing is an out-and-out hypocrite.
Except in front of Ling Chuchu, he couldn't do a good thing, including giving Xiaobao a safety lock for no reason.
Ling Qingwan took note of this matter.
The closer it was for Shen Chengzhou and Ling Xiao to return to the capital, the busier Ling Qingwan became. She had to get up early every morning to deal with the nobles in the capital.
In just a few days, Ling Qingwan got to know all the powerful people in the capital.
She is almost dying of exhaustion.
"I won't apply the pear blossom cream today. I want to sleep."
After bathing, Ling Qingwan said to Qiao'er.
Now she just wanted to go to bed quickly and have a good sleep.
Qiao'er also knew that Ling Qingwan had been busy during this period, so after taking care of Ling Qingwan and covering her with a quilt, she left.
The last candlelight in the room went out, leaving only the flickering moonlight pouring in through the cracks in the window.
Ling Qingwan turned over and closed her eyes.
Before she knew it, she found someone hugging her from behind.
Smelling that familiar scent, Ling Qingwan was sure it was Wei Xun. She turned around and fell asleep in Wei Xun's arms.
Wei Xun did not wake her up, nor did she ask why Wei Xun came.
Inadvertently, Ling Qingwan touched Wei Xun's hand.
So icy.
Ling Qingwan subconsciously wrapped Wei Xun's hand around her.
Ling Qingwan's intuition told her that something was wrong with Wei Xun.
"Wei Xun?" Ling Qingwan looked up and called Wei Xun softly.
"Hmm?" Wei Xun responded in a low voice.
"What's wrong with you?" Ling Qingwan suddenly got up from the bed.
Wei Xun's body was too cold. She reached out and touched Wei Xun's forehead, which was also cold.
"It's a bit cold." Wei Xun's voice was trembling.
There is a heater in the room and the bedding is thick. No matter how cold it is, it can't be this cold.
Ling Qingwan immediately stood up and lit the candle.
The room suddenly became very bright, and Ling Qingwan could only then see Wei Xun's expression clearly.
He curled up, his already fair face looked even more bloodless. Looking at Wei Xun's blue lips, Ling Qingwan felt as if her heart was on fire.
"Are you feeling unwell?" Ling Qingwan choked.
"I'm fine." Wei Xun shook his head. "I just felt cold and suddenly missed you. I wanted to hug you."
"Fool." Ling Qingwan couldn't hold back any longer and tears burst out of her eyes.
When she saw Wei Xun's appearance, her first thought was whether the poison from before had taken effect.
Yun Gui didn't even give her the medicine face to face.
But... now that it has come to this, Yun Gui shouldn't lie to her again.
Ling Qingwan first took Wei Xun's pulse, then opened the medicine box, helped Wei Xun to stand up, and used silver needles to press the acupoints on his back to help expel the cold from his body.
After a lot of trouble, Wei Xun finally returned to normal.
Ling Qingwan also diagnosed that Wei Xun was not suffering from the effects of the poison, but his body had produced antibodies to the antidote, which was equivalent to a fight within his body, causing Wei Xun unbearable pain.
Wei Xun had been poisoned since childhood, so the antidote would not be so mild. When Ling Qingwan gave the medicine to Hong Shang and asked Hong Shang to check it, Ling Qingwan knew it.
"It's okay." Ling Qingwan patted Wei Xun on the back.
Perhaps because he had just recovered, Wei Xun still looked a little unhappy. He sat on the bed with a dull look in his eyes, as if he was missing six of his seven souls.
After the matter was resolved, Ling Qingwan turned off the lights and went back to bed.
"Wan Wan."
Wei Xun hugged Ling Qingwan tightly, as if he wanted to embed her into his bones.
"I'm here." Ling Qingwan said softly.
"Do you know what I was thinking when I was feeling uncomfortable just now?" Wei Xun buried his head in Ling Qingwan's neck.
Ling Qingwan shook her head.
"I thought I was going to die." Wei Xun's voice was hoarse. "I didn't even have the strength to speak, I just wanted to hold you. I thought, if I really don't live beyond tomorrow, I will be content to die holding you."
Ling Qingwan's nose felt sore, and the tears that had just stopped fell uncontrollably again.
She wiped away her tears secretly.
"Have you ever thought about how I feel? I watched my sweetheart die in front of me, what should I do?"
In the end, Ling Qingwan could no longer speak.
She could hardly imagine how she would spend the rest of her life if Wei Xun was no longer by her side.
"sorry."
Wei Xun noticed that Ling Qingwan was crying and began to panic. He reached out his hand and gently wiped the tears from Ling Qingwan's face with his fingertips.
"You are not allowed to die." Ling Qingwan said to Wei Xun. "No, you will not die."