Since Gu Qingyuan fell into coma, Pei Jinting has had very little sleep. Now he was injured again and looked extremely pale.
His eyes were bloodshot.
He raised his injured hand and stared at it in the light of the lamp.
After thinking for a while, he turned over and lay on his side next to Gu Qingyuan.
He spoke softly, as if babbling.
"Am I there in your dreams?"
"Before I was twelve years old, I only thought that I was the proud son of heaven, loved by my parents, favored by the emperor and empress, respected by everyone in the capital, and no one would gossip about me even if I walked sideways."
Until that year, he suddenly fell ill and drank bowl after bowl of bitter medicine.
After a moment of sobriety, someone was arguing outside the window.
"This time he is seriously ill, which is different from the previous medication that made him fall into coma. Do we have to take blood at this time? He will die."
The evening breeze blew through the quiet night, and the lights swayed.
He knew that he would often fall ill, staying ill for several days at a time, feeling groggy, and sometimes hurting himself, either with cuts on his wrists or on his legs and feet.
He heard another voice, with a bitter tone, "What else can we do? If we don't take his blood, another noble person will die."
"Do you want him to die or the noble man to die?"
That was the first time Pei Jinting knew that his illness was not a disease, but a man-made disaster.
He couldn't believe it and closed his eyes. Not long after, the door was pushed open, his wrist was taken out from the quilt, and then he felt pain.
He heard a ticking sound in his ears.
Some people let out a long sigh and said, "God is so evil, who makes noble people need you?"
Pei Jinting didn't know why she told Gu Qingyuan this.
These secrets were like maggots, rotting and stinking in his heart.
Maybe he just wanted to talk to Gu Qingyuan more.
Anyway, I don’t know when I will die.
From then on, Pei Jinting, the proud son of heaven, could no longer be as high-spirited and courageous as ever.
There is only drunken life and dreaming of death, sleeping on flowers and willows.
He said softly,
"Gu Yuanyuan. We have only been married for less than half a year. We are still newlyweds. We still have many, many years to go down together, right?"
"We still need to be a family. You can't leave me behind."
In the past two days, Gu Qingyuan did not return to the Zhenguo Duke's mansion. The Zhenguo Duke had already gotten the news and tried to take Gu Qingyuan back.
But one after another the doctors who consulted said it was best not to move.
Gu Shao whipped him twice, but he remained motionless.
Even though he had been assassinated before, he remained calm and almost cold-blooded.
Only at this moment, relying on Gu Qingyuan.
Pei Jinting finally showed his embarrassment and revealed his heart.
His throat rolled, his cheek pressed against Gu Qingyuan's hot cheek,
"The surprise of this life is the moment you stumbled towards me."
"Gu Qingyuan. I haven't said it's over yet. Then you can't leave early. You can't leave me behind."
His tears, which he held back for a long time, fell slowly, pressed against Gu Qingyuan's neck, and disappeared into his hair.
"If Buddha has a spirit, I would like to ask him to give you half of the rest of my life. Gu Yuanyuan. Please wake up, okay?"
His roundness is so good, his life should be smooth and peaceful, without worries.
If the Buddha has a spirit, you should agree to him.
Gu Qingyuan felt like she was a fish stranded on the shore, waiting for kindhearted people to bring her a drink of water.
The sun shines through the window lattice and outside the curtain.
She opened the curtain and there was no one outside.
She didn't know how long she slept. She only remembered that when she was dazed, there were always people around her patting her on the back, as if coaxing a child.
With her lips chapped and peeling, she reached out her hand to pick up the tea cup on the low cabinet. A shiny and transparent finger was placed quietly next to the tea cup.
Gu Qingyuan picked up the ring finger. The jade stone was cold and smooth, and rolled around in her hand, bringing her warmth with it.
Looking carefully, a small word on the inside suddenly caught her eye.
round.
A perfect circle.
It looks like she is not her.
But she knew that this was her nickname in his mouth.
Eyelashes tremble slightly.
She put the wrench on her slender thumb.
The already slender fingers, combined with the thumb ring, look even more exquisite.
She squeezed it gently, placing the finger against her palm.
It's like a handful of jade, held in the palm of your hand.
The fingers were connected to the heart, and the fingers seemed to carry his warmth, flowing along the handsome round characters to the bottom of her heart.
It was engraved on her heart one stroke at a time.
When Pei Jinting came in from the door, he saw Gu Qingyuan staring blankly at the ring he placed on the low cabinet.
When Lin Feng was bandaging him last night, he casually put it on the low cabinet.
Gu Qingyuan's surprise when she woke up outweighed her embarrassment at discovering the secret inside her finger.
"Gu Yuanyuan." Pei Jinting eagerly walked to the bed, hugged Gu Qingyuan, placed a shallow kiss on the top of Gu Qingyuan's head, and said warmly,
"Thank you."
Thank you for waking up.
Gu Qingyuan held the ring finger and nestled quietly in Pei Jinting's arms.
My thoughts are a little slow.
Pei Jinting raised her hand and stroked her hair gently,
"Yuanyuan. Don't be afraid."
He whispered. His voice was weak and his tone was gentle.
No more lazy banter of the past.
He let her go, turned around and strode out, calling the doctor as he walked.
When I walked to the door, I almost tripped over the threshold.
Several imperial doctors rushed in outside the door, including Gu Shao.
The imperial doctors took turns diagnosing and treating Gu Qingyuan, asking questions, prescribing medicine, and discussing.
After all the doctors had left, Gu Shao sat beside the couch, his hair whiter than before.
"Ayuan... As long as you're fine. Just fine." Gu Shao murmured, feeling sad when he saw Gu Qingyuan's face becoming thinner.
His eyes were red. This was the first time Gu Qingyuan had seen Gu Shao shed tears in front of her.
It was like the rest of the life after a disaster, when she woke up and came back to life.
Gu Qingyuan unconsciously grabbed the quilt and suddenly said,
"Father, I'm sorry. On the day you and the princess got married, I stood in front of the wedding room holding my mother's little statue... I was too willful."
At that time, I just felt that Gu Shao was too ruthless and had not shown any filial piety after Qin passed away, so he wanted to get married.
Gu Shao's embarrassment at the moment he saw Qin's little portrait deeply hurt Gu Qingyuan.
In her memory, Gu Shao was always as majestic as a god, but at that moment, when he saw Qin's small statue, it seemed a little difficult to just stand.
It was also after that that he entrusted her to Princess Rongchang and the Ruan family, and never looked back once she left for the frontier.
This is the first time in many years that father and daughter have sat face to face so warmly.
Gu Shao looked at Gu Qingyuan sadly and asked cautiously,
"You should have a good rest. Just let dad worry about other things."
The Qin family had told him more than once that he must wait until A Yuan grew up to settle the third son of the Pei family.
That was the son-in-law whom Ayuan liked.
That's why he went to find Pei Jinting, but he didn't expect that boy to reject him right away. He really didn't appreciate it.
Gu Qingyuan couldn't sleep at night because she kept lying there. From noon to evening, she didn't see Pei Jinting.
There's something strange about her.
No matter whether I knocked on the bed rail or called out, no one seemed to answer.
Just when she was about to get up, there were footsteps outside, unfamiliar footsteps.