When several doctors were rolled and rolled over, I was already unconscious from the severe pain. My eyes were in chaos, I couldn't see clearly, and I couldn't hear. I just felt that my whole body was immersed in a boil, as if I was being thrown into a hospital.

I fell into a furnace full of flames. The heating temperature made me miserable, and I kept making broken whines.

It hurts! It hurts...

Who, who will save me!

Once my consciousness became blurred, I completely lost control and no longer suppressed my pain. I kept struggling and rolling, almost injuring myself. Later, I felt a pair of strong arms holding me hard and stopped me.

He continued to hurt himself, and the man's voice also sounded above his head, gritting his teeth, with a chill that was colder than the harsh winter——

"No matter what method I use, I want her to live..."

Even though I was unconscious, I could still feel the danger in those words, which not only frightened the people around me, but also seemed to frighten me, and I slowly calmed down in his arms.
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Diagnosing the pulse, administering acupuncture, and pouring medicine - after a busy night, the pain of being burned by the flames subsided slightly. I vaguely felt that I had saved my life from the door of hell, but the people around me

The evil spirit around the person has not subsided at all. Even when he fell into a coma, he could still hear his cold words, the sounds of the doctors kowtowing like garlic, and Hong Wenquan's consoling voice.

While in coma, I had a dream.

The heavy snow pressed on the dead branches, and it was so heavy that it finally broke the dry branches. The white snow suddenly fell on me, but strangely, what filled my heart was a burst of warmth.

I slowly opened my eyes in such warmth.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a familiar yet unfamiliar face.

Pei Yuanhao, he was so close in front of him, half leaning on the head of the bed, sleeping lightly with his eyes slightly closed. His long eyelashes were illuminated by the sunlight coming in from the window, like the wings of a bird, shining on his angular face.

There was a long shadow under his eyes; there was still a gloom under his eyes, with a faint tired look.

This is a familiar face, but it is a completely unfamiliar Pei Yuanhao. I am actually lying in his arms, and he is holding my waist with one hand and gently holding my injured arm with the other hand.

That mellow warmth came from his body.

Is this a dream?

I raised my head and looked at the face so close to me. I felt a little dazed for a moment, but the eyes slowly opened and looked down at me. I vaguely remembered that I had been struggling for half the night last night. He was probably like this.

Didn't sleep well.

So, a little apologetically: "Your Highness, I——"

And at that moment, his finger accidentally scratched my wound.

"Ah——!"

A sharp pain suddenly hit me, which suddenly woke me up from my dazed state of mind. I felt like I was being held in his arms, almost handing over everything, and my heart felt like it was about to burst.
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Yue Qingying, what are you doing?

Have you forgotten who you are? Have you forgotten who he is?

Thinking of this, I gritted my teeth and pushed him away immediately, "No!"

Pei Yuanhao was caught off guard and was almost pushed out of the bed by me. He hit the head of the bed hard and looked at me with wide eyes.

I was also a little panicked, especially when I recalled that I was even a little confused and infatuated just now, and my face turned red with embarrassment. His eyes suddenly became very deep, and he turned over and sat on the edge of the bed, with his back facing me.<

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I pushed him away in a moment of impatience, but as soon as I calmed down, I immediately turned pale. I know very well what kind of temper Pei Yuanhao has. I have not forgotten all those nights in Shangyang Palace. If I offend him,

I'm just afraid——

Thinking of this, I timidly said: "Your Highness, slave—"

Before he finished explaining, he suddenly stood up and walked out without looking back.

Just when he reached out to open the door, I vaguely saw that his wrist was wrapped in thick gauze, which was a little pink, as if he was injured.

What happened just now?

I was curled up on the bed alone, still a little unable to recover. Although I was relieved that he left, I had a vague feeling that something was wrong with him.

I had some doubts in my heart, but I had better get up first, so I picked up my clothes and started to put them on. However, although the injury on my shoulder was not as painful as last night, I still couldn't lift my arm. It was very difficult to put on clothes. I was struggling with the clothes.

At that time, a smiling voice sounded at the door like an oriole coming out of the valley:

"Girl, your injury is not healed, let me help you."

When I looked up, I saw a girl in a moon-white shirt, who looked like she was only in her twenties, standing at the door. She looked at me with a smile, walked over, and put the clothes on me skillfully.

I looked at her with some confusion: "This girl, are you——"

"My name is Ruyue, and I'm here to serve the girl."

"What?" I looked at her, serving me? Is there a mistake? I said doubtfully: "Miss Yue, I am also a slave, not a lady."

"I know, but Master Hong asked me to serve you."

Hong Wenquan? Lord Zhizhou of Yangzhou Prefecture, which song is he singing?

Although I was confused, I was in a strange place after all, and I also knew that I would miss the mark if I spoke too much, so I didn’t ask any more questions. Then the maids and attendants brought me washing water, green salt, and breakfast. Those people were very interested.
Chapter completed!