"Ye Xuan..."
Hearing Feng Ye Xuan's return, Feng Ling, who had finally stabilized her emotions, burst into tears.
"Ye Xuan, Ye Xuan..."
Feng Ye Xuan's head began to throb again.
"Ye Xuan..." Seeing that he was still not coming in, Feng Ling cried even harder, "Do you truly dislike me now?"
Feng Ye Xuan felt a strange sense of irritation, yet her crying made him feel uncomfortable.
He felt a sense of responsibility to stop her from crying.
"Your Highness, please... go and see Miss Feng," Leng Ji said softly.
This time, she was truly injured in a rather... awkward way. Even he felt pity for her.
Feng Ye Xuan walked into the room, and Leng Ji quickly closed the door.
"Ye Xuan..." After waiting for so long, the entire night, and now dawn was breaking, he had finally returned?
Feng Ling's gaze towards him was filled with unspeakable sorrow.
Large tears welled up in her eyes, yet she seemed to stubbornly refuse to let them fall.
This sight caused Feng Ye Xuan's head to throb instantly.
"How is your injury?" He walked over quickly and sat by the bed.
It was strange, but when she was not around, he could almost forget Feng Ling's existence.
Yet now that he saw her, his heart seemed to be entangled with her once more, unable to break free.
Seeing her injured, he also felt unwell.
Feng Ling held his hand, lowered her head, and without crying, tears simply trickled down.
"How..."
"The injury... is very serious."
"But as I see it..."
"Ye Xuan, this isn't about whether the injury is serious or not. The problem is, I almost died."
She didn't want to complain, but the resentment had been accumulating in her heart for too long, and now, she couldn't hide it anymore.
"When that arrow shot into me, do you know what I was thinking?"
Feng Ye Xuan remained silent, only looking at her.
Feng Ling cried, "I was thinking, that arrow was originally meant for Chu Qianli."
These words caused Feng Ye Xuan's brow to furrow instantly.
If the arrow had hit that dead woman... his heart suddenly felt exceptionally uncomfortable.
Feng Ling stared at him, biting her lip, tears rolling down, "You made me take the arrow for Chu Qianli to protect her, Ye Xuan. Do you truly detest seeing me well?"
"I did not ask you to take the arrow. Before I left, I instructed you to leave the carriage."
However, seeing her injured, Feng Ye Xuan also felt guilty.
He offered no further explanation, only saying faintly, "I'm sorry, I owe you one..."
"Then repay me! Now, repay me now!"
Feng Ling lunged forward, trying to embrace him.
Feng Ye Xuan, however, flinched as if electrocuted and instinctively pushed her away the moment she lunged.
"Ah!" In the struggle, Feng Ling's wound was pulled, causing her face to instantly turn pale from the pain.
"It hurts so much..." Feng Ling clutched her chest, trembling all over from the pain, and gradually convulsed.
It truly hurt! She wasn't faking it!
The sweat on her forehead and face was clearly visible to Feng Ye Xuan.
"Did it affect your wound?" Seeing that she was truly in distress, Feng Ye Xuan immediately looked towards the doorway, "Someone, call the physician..."
"No!"
Although Feng Ling was in pain, she still grabbed his wrist, crying even more desperately and sorrowfully.
"Don't call the physician, don't... don't do anything, I don't want it. Wuwuwu..."
The place she was covering...
Feng Ye Xuan finally saw clearly and finally understood why Leng Ji had said her injury was unusual.
So... so it was an injury to her chest...