"Ah..."
Yu Fei let out a final scream and slammed Chu Qianli forcefully onto the stone bed.
Chu Qianli was immediately dazed by the impact.
But fortunately, her breathing returned.
"Tell me, what exactly... what is going on? I... I might be able to... to save him..."
She gasped, trying to salvage the situation: "Consort Yu, Wuya... has a kind heart. If... if you kill me, he will definitely... hate you to death."
"You love him... with your life. You wouldn't want... to see him hate you... would you?"
She was breathing heavily, and though anxious, desperate to check on Feng Wuya's condition, she remained relatively calm.
If she couldn't persuade Yu Fei now, her own life might be lost at her hands.
In this ancient era where killing was not a crime, human lives were as cheap as mud, easily taken by others at any moment.
"Consort Yu, although I don't know what happened yet, my medical skills are good. I can try to save him..."
"You can't save him, you simply can't save him..."
"How can you give up so easily without trying? He is your son! You won't give up, will you?"
Yu Fei didn't answer this question. Instead, she stared at Chu Qianli for a long time.
The look in her eyes made Chu Qianli's heart pound. She couldn't fathom what Yu Fei was thinking.
"Perhaps, you really can save him..."
After an unknown period, Yu Fei narrowed her eyes and walked towards her step by step.
Chu Qianli's heart pounded with alarm: "What are you doing?"
"Don't you want to save my son? Only you can save him."
Yu Fei approached her, supported her, and actually made her lie down on the stone bed.
"Do you truly have the intention to save him? Hmm?"
"Of course I want to save him..." But she needed to do it her own way, not entrust her and Feng Wuya's fate to someone she didn't understand at all.
"Consort Yu..."
"Since you want to save him, don't ask, and don't try to struggle, unless... your desire to save him is fake."
"Consort Yu, what exactly do you want to do? I..."
Chu Qianli's voice suddenly stopped.
Yu Fei withdrew her fingertips from her acupoint of silence.
Gazing down at Chu Qianli, her eyes gradually became dim and deep.
That look again!
Chu Qianli's heart leaped. She instinctively wanted to close her eyes and avoid her gaze.
Yu Fei's eyes were problematic! She knew soul-capturing techniques!
But this time, it was too late.
Once her gaze was drawn in, it was like metal being attracted by a magnet, impossible to pull away.
Chu Qianli felt as if her eyes held many things behind them.
Many, many things she couldn't see clearly, yet she longed to.
"Wuya disregarded his own life for you, his hair turned white overnight. Don't you think he is pitiful?"
Yu Fei's voice seemed to come from nowhere, as if close to her ear, yet also from a distant sky.
Suddenly clear, then hazy.
"Chu Qianli, you should pity Wuya. Only he truly cares for you. Only he can disregard everything for you..."
"Mmm..." Chu Qianli suddenly felt a sharp pain in her heart.
There were many other voices, like witchcraft, swirling around her ears, her mind, her heart.
Her heart seemed to ache more and more.
It hurt so much...
Only Wuya truly cared for her.
Only Wuya would disregard everything for her, even his life.
She should cherish Wuya.
She should stay by Wuya's side for a lifetime.
A lifetime...
"Li'er! Li'er!"
Urgent calls woke Chu Qianli from a distant dream.
She slowly opened her eyes.
The first thing she saw was a face of unparalleled beauty.
Chu Qianli was a little stunned. In all her years, she had never seen such a handsome man.
However, at this moment, a hint of joy spread across the man's habitually cool brows.
"You're finally awake."
Feng Yexuan held her in his arms, wanting to embrace her tightly, but fearing his strength might hurt her.
"Li'er..."
"Who are you?" The woman in his arms blinked her sore eyes, then her expression changed, and she pushed him away forcefully. "Let go!"
"Li'er?" Feng Yexuan's eyes showed undisguised shock: "You..."
"Let go of me!"
Chu Qianli's face was filled with anger.
Although this man was indeed the most handsome she had ever met, it didn't mean she was willing to be treated so disrespectfully.
The man didn't let go. Instead, he held her tighter.
The domineering aura in his brows startled her for a moment.
But she wasn't one to be trifled with. If Feng Yexuan didn't let go, she immediately struck his chest with her palm.
Feng Yexuan never expected his woman to attack him!
He didn't dodge. The blow landed squarely on his heart.
In an instant, blood surged into his mouth and gushed from his lips.
That palm hurt him immensely!
His chest ached! His heart ached even more!
"Your Highness!" Leng Ji and Liu Jin immediately rushed over, their faces filled with anxiety: "Miss Chu, why did you attack His Highness?"
"His Highness is still seriously injured and cannot withstand such torment!"
They had quarreled often before, but Chu Qianli was a sensible person.
Even when arguing, she wouldn't strike him with true energy when she knew he was seriously injured.
But that palm strike, they had all seen clearly. It had used at least seventy percent of her power.
Chu Qianli's martial arts were now far superior to before.
Even Leng Ji was no match for her!
A palm strike with seventy percent of her power, how much damage would it inflict on someone who had almost died from serious injuries just a few days ago?
Liu Jin immediately grabbed Feng Yexuan's wrist, intending to take his pulse.
However, His Highness casually flicked him away.
Feng Yexuan stared at Chu Qianli's face, which was filled with wariness. His voice, hoarse from spitting blood, asked, "What exactly did Consort Yu do to you?"
Consort Yu?
Chu Qianli tried hard to recall.
But she still couldn't remember anything.
Her gaze swept over everyone, finally landing on the man who had just entered: "...Wuya!"
She immediately tried to get off the bed.
But before she could move, Feng Yexuan grabbed her wrist and yanked her back.
"What's wrong with you?"
He could accept anything. Her being angry with him, resenting him for not protecting her, or for saving her too late.
He could accept her anger, but why did she look at him with such unfamiliarity?
"Li'er..."
"Let go!" Chu Qianli knew he was injured. She could tell at a glance.
Otherwise, a person of his stature wouldn't have been struck by her palm to the point of spitting blood.
But his continued disrespect was too much!
"Fourth Brother, A'Li, you two..." Feng Wuya coughed lightly. Hearing Chu Qianli's call, he wanted to go over but hesitated, unsure if he should interrupt.
Hearing Feng Wuya's call, Chu Qianli glared at Feng Yexuan, looking surprised:
"You are Prince Xuan?"