Everyone else also turned to look. When Ye Luan had been unconscious, taking medicine was very difficult. Each time, it was forced down, and she couldn't swallow it at all. Now, she finally had some awareness.
Li Qiongyu quickly asked, "Is he about to wake up?"
"As long as there's consciousness, there's still hope."
Ye Luan's excited hands trembled slightly.
Upon hearing this, the others breathed a sigh of relief.
The imperial physicians from the Taiyuan Hospital hurried over to examine him. After carefully inspecting the wounds, they prescribed several more herbal formulas and ordered someone to prepare the medicine.
After everyone else had left, Ye Luan sat by the bedside, stroking his cheek, and finally relaxed a little.
"Luan--water--don't go--"
His lips moved, and his words were indistinct.
Ye Luan had been watching him closely. Seeing his lips move, she leaned in closer. However, his voice was too low for her to discern what he was saying.
She was about to get up to pour him some water when suddenly, his hand on the bed lifted and grasped hers.
The strength was so great that the wound on his chest immediately ripped open.
Ye Luan was startled, "Xiao Chizhan, what are you doing? Don't exert yourself."
She dared not push him away, so she could only shout. But his hand held hers tightly, refusing to let go.
"Physician Fang, Physician Fang--"
The imperial physician waiting outside the door heard the commotion inside and immediately pushed the door open.
"His wound has ruptured, quickly come and change the dressing."
Physician Fang: "---"
He quickly grabbed his medicine box and walked over.
Ye Luan wanted to move away, but he held her hand and refused to let go, gripping it tightly.
Seeing that he was still exerting force, Physician Fang said, "Miss, please wait by the side. I will remove the bandages."
She didn't dare to pry his hand away forcefully, so she let him hold her, shifting her body to make some room for the physician.
After the wounds were bandaged again, Ye Luan quickly said, "Physician Fang, please bring me a cup of water to feed him."
She was held so tightly by him that she couldn't move at all.
"Alright, alright."
After feeding him the water, Physician Fang also instructed, "If he develops a high fever, please call me immediately, Miss."
"Okay, I understand."
After the imperial physician left, Ye Luan sat by the bedside again.
Looking at his condition, she carefully examined him and then used her other hand to feel him. He wasn't feverish, and his condition seemed stable.
"Gently, you have so much strength even when you're dizzy."
Ye Luan sighed helplessly. She felt as though he was using all his might to crush her bones.
It was strange. Right after she spoke, his strength greatly lessened. Although he was still holding her, it was clearly not as tight.
She couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and lean closer to him, "Can you hear me?"
He remained with his eyes closed and did not respond.
Ye Luan pursed her lips. After a moment, she continued, "Let go of me, I'll go get you some water."
Her voice was soft and gentle, like a feather brushing past.
But after she spoke, his grip tightened again, as if he was afraid she would run away.
"----"
"A'Luan, have you eaten something?"
Lan Murou entered with a tray of food.
Ye Luan's hand was held fast, and she couldn't move at all. She could only shake her head, "Later, put it down for now."
"What's wrong? Isn't the Prince out of danger?"
She hesitated and walked closer to take a look.
Ye Luan helplessly shook her hand. "I'll eat after he lets go."
Seeing this, Lan Murou said, "Shall I feed you?"
"No need, I drank some congee and I'm not very hungry."
"Then if you need anything, just call me. I'll be outside."
Ye Luan nodded gently.
Lan Murou said nothing more and went out.
"How is he? Has he woken up?"
Wei Qingge, who was leaning on the corridor railing, immediately turned her head to ask.
"Not yet, but didn't the imperial physician say he should be waking soon? It seems he's no longer in mortal danger."
For several days, everyone had been exhausted from worry.
Upon hearing that his life was not in danger, they finally relaxed a bit.
Wei Qingge also felt the heavy weight in her heart lifted. She couldn't help but glance at Liu Rongruo, who was sitting on the Phoenix chair, feeling a little dejected.
She had been stationed at the border for a long time and hadn't seen her Elder Brother Liu in ages.
This time, returning with them, she felt they had become even more distant.
"Tsk, who are you staring at?"
Suddenly, Li Qiongyu walked over from behind, holding two large wine jars, and placed them on the table.
Wei Qingge's face immediately turned cold. "What's it to you?"
She wanted to go and sit next to her Elder Brother Liu as she used to, but since someone else had touched her, she couldn't touch Elder Brother Liu anymore.
Alas, it was disheartening.
"Still staring at your Elder Brother Liu, aren't you?"
Li Qiongyu sat down provocatively and gazed at Liu Rongruo, gossiping, "I heard a demoness from the Southern Border came to your residence. She's said to be extremely beautiful. Bring her out to see sometime."
"Ah--"
Wei Qingge was startled. As she turned around, she was accidentally tripped by Li Qiongyu, nearly falling face-first.
"It's not the New Year, why are you kowtowing to me?"
Li Qiongyu, quick with his hands, grabbed her and raised an eyebrow.
Wei Qingge felt embarrassed in front of the person she liked. Annoyed, she flung his hand away.
"Kowtow to my mother, my foot! You almost tripped me, can you retract your foot?"
"My mother is dead. Shall I send you down to kowtow to her?!"
Wei Qingge: "You--"
He could say anything without restraint.
She quickly recited in her heart, "May my ancestors protect me. He's talking nonsense. If anyone is to be sent down, it should be him first."
Liu Rongruo, who had been lowering his gaze, heard the commotion and slightly raised his eyelids. A faint smile flickered in his clear eyes.
"Qingge, come sit here."
Wei Qingge rejoiced and quickly scurried over. However, she no longer hugged him as she used to.
"Elder Brother Liu."
Li Qiongyu poured a cup of wine and listened to their conversation indifferently.
"No, my father didn't say to get it for him. Oh, you don't need to worry about him, just keep it for yourself."
Liu Rongruo hummed and, holding his wine cup, glanced at Li Qiongyu opposite him. Seeing his expression, the smile at the corner of his lips deepened.
Li Qiongyu naturally noticed and kicked him from under the table.
Liu Rongruo patted his robe and looked at him with feigned confusion, "Qiongyu, why did you kick me?"
Upon hearing this, Wei Qingge frowned and immediately looked under the table. Seeing Li Qiongyu's foot kicking again, she directly kicked back.
"What are you doing?"
Damn Li Qiongyu, always bullying Elder Brother Liu.
"Just stretching my leg. Why are you making such a fuss?"
"You're lying, it was intentional."
Liu Rongruo listened to their bickering and chuckled lightly, making Li Qiongyu grit his teeth in annoyance.
That damned fox.
As the few of them chatted outside, night soon fell.
The cold moonlight shone into the palace halls.
After the imperial physicians changed Xiao Chizhan's dressing, they all left.
Ye Luan leaned by the bedside, her hand held tightly by him. She didn't struggle and spoke to him gently.
He didn't respond.
After an unknown amount of time, she was so tired that she dozed off leaning by the bedside.
The next day, as dawn was just breaking.
Ye Luan suddenly felt her body lighten in her sleep and quickly opened her eyes, her eyes widening.
"Ah--"
"You--you're awake---"