World of Chaos: Alluring Military Consort

Chapter 73: Love is deep

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Just as he was talking, Canglong Shuntian stumbled in a coma and shouted "Water... water..."

Hearing this, Cheng Xue hurriedly poured a cup of tea, Feng Yueya also walked over to help him up, and finally fed him the tea.

After that, the two watched Canglong Shuntian fall asleep again, and were silent for a long time.

Suddenly, she raised her head: "I want to be alone with the prince for a while, can you spare some time with me?"

He couldn't hear her calling her "Brother Yueya" again. He felt a sense of loss in his heart, and his eyes kept falling on her haggard face: "Miss Chengxue is so haggard, the prince doesn't feel at ease when he wakes up. I feel pity, if possible, Yue Ya is willing to be your big brother."

She lowered her eyebrows slightly, and didn't speak any more, Feng Yueya knew that she was abrupt and presumptuous, and it was difficult to change her words, so she had to back away silently.

As the second son of Fengyue Villa, Feng Yueya, what kind of beautiful woman has he never seen? The woman in front of Dudu made him worry. She is so beautiful that people will love her when they see her, but besides that, it is her fans who are deeply attracted to Feng Yueya. Her appearance is as beautiful and flawless as cherry blossoms, noble and elegant. Even if the cherry blossoms in the world are all withered, she is the eternal cherry blossom in the world.

Maybe it was the first time he talked to her that night, he accidentally mentioned the cherry blossoms, and unconsciously, he regarded her as a beautiful woman like the cherry blossoms...

Feng Yueya left for a long time, she was still sitting on the edge of Haogui's bed, watching Canglong Shuntian motionlessly.

"Brother Shuntian, how come there are two Fengyueyas? The other one saved me in time in times of danger, but you?"

Yes, how could there be two Fengyueya? But at present, apart from him, Canglong Shuntian, who may disguise himself as Feng Yueya, it is impossible for the rest of the people...

When she, Cheng Xue, came to this world, who else had the most contact with her besides him, Canglong Shuntian

She raised her hand slowly, lifted the heavy quilt covering him, and gradually shifted her gaze to his right leg...

That time when she had to jump off a cliff, that Feng Yueya injured her right leg, if he, Canglong Shuntian, really saved her, then the injury on her right leg is an irrefutable proof.

She carefully lifted the clothes on his right leg, and sure enough, there were traces of a thick bandage on his right leg, especially the eye-catching pink ribbon, which deeply hurt her eyes...

He quickly covered his mouth, and bit her tender hand unbelievably hard, even bleeding from the bite, but she didn't feel any pain, because there was something more painful in her heart.

Feng Yueya didn't dare to love, her brother Shuntian had been by her side and said "like" to him many times.

After all, she was still blind, unable to see the person coming, unable to see the other party clearly, it was just a vague feeling that the two were familiar, even the feeling they brought her was familiar.

"Brother Shuntian, Brother Shuntian..." Cheng Xue read his name and burst into tears.

Canglong Shuntian, who has been in a coma all this time, faintly heard his Cheng Xue crying, sad for him, he wanted to wake up, he wanted to say, don't be afraid, your elder brother Shuntian is here.

But no matter what he thinks, no matter how hard he tries, he remains indifferent in the end. His body was extremely heavy, and even his breathing was heavy. He wanted to move, but he couldn't, and his whole body was in severe pain.

Although there were many scars, the most painful thing was his heart.

He faintly felt that she was gently holding his cold hand, resting gently on her soft face, as if in an instant he saw the cherry blossom girl under the fallen leaves again, she was so beautiful and flawless.

His palm was suddenly burned by a drop of liquid, he guessed it was her tears, was he crying for him? Are you crying for him...

Cheng Xue held Canglong Shuntian's hand, felt his hand tremble faintly, and shouted excitedly: "Brother Shuntian! Brother Shuntian!"

At this time, a group of people from outside the house also came together, and Murong Yu and Wang Taiyi, carrying the medicine they had developed, also came by chance.

"What's wrong with Miss Chengxue?" Imperial Physician Wang was gray-haired, with a hint of weakness in his forbearance.

Cheng Xue couldn't even finish her sentence, tears were still on her cheeks: "He... his hand..."

Just as he was talking, Imperial Physician Wang had put down the medicine bowl, and couldn't wait to rush to the bed to diagnose Canglong Shuntian's pulse: "My lord, my lord, wake up, wake up." While taking the pulse, he called him hastily.

Cheng Xue couldn't bear it, and shouted: "Brother Shuntian, wake up!" Once again, she held onto his hand tightly.

It seemed that because Canglong Shuntian liked Chengxue so deeply, after hearing her lung-cracking cry, his brows were slightly frowned, there was a little look on his pale face, his lips trembled slightly, and it took a long time before he spit out lightly. One word: "Stupid..."

fool? Everyone looked at each other, and then they were overjoyed. There is hope for the prince to survive!

Especially Gu Yu, really worried for a while, he grew up with the prince as a child, and he was more or less brotherly, watching him suffer like this, Gu Yu didn't know what it was like.

Canglong Shuntian worked hard for a long time before he half-opened his eyes, his eyes were blurry, he finally woke up, he had been asleep for too long... It took a long time before he regained consciousness, seeing Cheng Xue who cared about him, he felt warm in his heart, Just when he was about to send the crowd away, Tingyu Tower suddenly became noisy, and a small servant came back to report that the emperor was coming soon.

When Murong Yu heard this, he hurriedly dragged Cheng Xue into a corner of the inner room. Only a long voice echoed in the air: "The emperor has arrived—"

Everyone knelt on the ground in a daze: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live!"

The emperor just rushed to the skylight of Canglong Shun, his face full of concern: "Is the emperor feeling better?"

At this time, Canglong Shuntian could still say something, but he just didn't want to speak, and smiled stubbornly.

Physician Wang hurriedly leaned over to report: "Wanfu, Your Majesty, Prince Shuntian has just woken up and is very weak, unable to say a word for a long time."

Hearing this, the emperor patted him lightly through the quilt: "Father will definitely investigate the matter of the emperor's son's assassination and injury, and the truth will come to light. You can rest assured of your injuries."

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The emperor's words were soft and cold, no one could understand the meaning, how could he, Canglong Shuntian, not hear it? He can understand all the books in the world, and he just pretended to be stupid in order to hide his edge and seek a moment of peace.

Still, he blinked indifferently, watching his father leave, his pale complexion no longer had the charm of the past.

Not long after, a group of people were also dismissed by Gu Yu, and under Cheng Xue's service, they finally drank the extremely bitter traditional Chinese medicine.

He could smell the bitterness while holding the medicine bowl, but when Canglong Shuntian drank it, he didn't react at all.

After drinking the medicine, Cheng Xue was about to get up and leave, but Canglong Shuntian slowly reached out and grabbed her sleeves. If she was like this in front of everyone in the past, she would definitely leave with a flick of her sleeves, but today, she turned back his side.

Although she knew that the person in front of her was not her lifelong destination, but for a dying person, liking him was enough.

"Doesn't the traditional Chinese medicine feel bitter?" Everyone dispersed, and to avoid embarrassment, Cheng Xue raised the topic.

He sat upright on the bed, his hair scattered on his shoulders, and there was a touch of beauty in his stubbornness.

"The heart is sweet, and you don't feel bitter when you eat anything." (To be continued)