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Feng Xue Han turned around and didn't even look at the assassins, he only coldly said, "Leave no one alive." When everyone heard this, their faces were filled with joy. They had been waiting for Feng Xue Han to say this for a long time. If they didn't release this breath, they probably wouldn't be able to sleep well at night.

However, a storm was brewing in the Duke of Qin's residence.

By his side, Yi Na and the rest were all waiting anxiously for him. According to their master, their master's last bit of heart meridian had been saved, so the injuries on their body would be better as long as they could recuperate properly. However, ever since Yun Weiyang fell unconscious in the forest, she had not opened her eyes.

Even though everyone was trying their best to think of a way, she still showed no signs of waking up.

During this period, Dongfang Zi came over to look several times, and even he himself was surprised that he was able to survive. Although he did not know what happened after he lost consciousness, the source of the matter was definitely related to Yun Weiyang, and looking at the person who was still unconscious on the bed, his heart was already in so much pain that he had already lost consciousness, perhaps the pain had already reached the extreme, and he had asked himself more than once why he was not the one who fell, and why it was Yun Weiyang. If possible, he would rather have been the person lying on the bed, and he did not wish to harm Yun Weiyang in the slightest.

"Master, you should go take a rest. I think Master won't want to see you like this even if he wakes up!" Ina said softly.

Feng Xue Han, himself was also injured all over, and had lost so much power for Yun Weiyang, but he didn't seem to have noticed at all. In his eyes, there was only Yun Weiyang, and the unconscious Yun Weiyang.

Even she, her subordinate, could not bear to continue watching.

Feng Xue Han ignored him. A pair of purple eyes that were rippling with light stared silently at the person on the bed, as if the two of them were the only two people in the world.

At this moment, Huangfu Haoran and Huangfu Mo walked over. Looking at the unchanging scene before them, they asked worriedly, "Still not awake?"

Ina shook her head and said nothing.

Seeing this, Huangfu Haoran's eyes dimmed. He pursed his lips and didn't speak again. Everything he said now was unnecessary. He could only hope that Yun Weiyang would wake up.

On the day that Yun Weiyang was killed, Huangfu Zi and Huangfu Mo led the imperial guards and galloped at top speed on horses. In the vast forest, in the vast southern region, they searched everywhere, and even the horses were exhausted to death, but they found nothing, and that sense of loss, helplessness, and depression nearly drove them out of their minds. Perhaps the heavens pitied them up, because in the end, they found the blood traces and corpses on the ground, and as the blood dripped down, they searched continuously, and along the way, they saw many corpses lying on the small path.

On the way, Huangfu Haoran and Huangfu Haoran kept telling themselves that as long as they didn't see Yun Weiyang's corpse, it would be the best news. At least she was still alive, and if it wasn't for the news that they received that Yun Weiyang had already returned to the Duke of Qin's residence, they would have continued searching for her.

Huangfu Mo looked deeply at Yun Weiyang, who still had her eyes tightly shut, and suppressed the urge to destroy everything. He took a deep breath and exhaled. He gave Yi Na a look, then walked out.

Ina nodded, turned around and said to Thousand Shadows, "Thousand Shadows, you stay here and watch. I'll go out for a while."

Thousand Shadow nodded without a word, his gloomy eyes stared at Yun Weiyang on the bed, praying in his heart, Mistress, please wake up, if you don't wake up soon, Master won't be able to hold on.

It was as if the wind would blow if it blew even a little bit more, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: I'm also an idiot. When has she ever seen the Second Prince in such a miserable state before? In the past, he was always low-pitched and restrained, concealing all the sharpness in his body. Now, for the sake of his master, his heart is broken.

Ina retracted her thoughts and asked: "Second prince, what's the matter?"

Huangfu Mo turned around when he heard this. His beautiful face reflected the light, causing people to feel a bit absent-minded. His pair of cold eyes looked indifferently at Yi Na as he said lightly, "Did you tell the Duke of Qin about Huangfu Zhuo?"

As for those ministers who were hostile to Feng Xuehan, they took the opportunity to secretly create trouble, and the simple and straightforward matters were exaggerated by them to the point that it was extremely extravagant. It was as if Feng Xue Han was the person who wanted to seize the throne, and he didn't know that the position that everyone dreamed of obtaining was completely beneath Feng Xue Han's eyes. If that person really wanted that position, no one could stop him.

"This ?" Ina was a bit troubled. She was a bit helpless when she thought of her master's expressionless face when she told him the news. Right now, nothing could enter Feng Xue Han's eyes unless her master could wake up now.

Just looking at Ina's appearance, Huangfu Mo guessed most of the truth and sighed secretly. He said, "Imperial Concubine Yu has already cried to death quite a few times." With that, Huangfu Mo turned around and walked out of the manor. His steps were steady and deep, just like his reserved personality. Since he could not stay by your side, he had to at least do something for you.

The underlying meaning of Huangfu Mo's words were clear, but right now, she had no other choice. If Feng Xue Han didn't say anything, what right did these subordinates have to make the decision for their master?

Feng Xue Han laid motionlessly by Yun Weiyang's side, as if he was a meditating monk. All living things in the world could not enter his eyes, and with his jade-like white and transparent hands, he firmly held Yun Weiyang in his palms, his deep purple eyes stared at the person who was peacefully sleeping on the bed without blinking. Yang'er, how much longer do you need to sleep?!

After an unknown amount of time had passed, when Yun Weiyang finally woke up from her coma, she opened her eyes and felt that her vision was completely white. Her first reaction was that she was either in heaven or in her mansion, but relying on her own actions to enter heaven was impossible, so it could only be the latter.

As she thought about it, the corner of her mouth twitched. At this time, she felt her body tighten, as if its insides were swelling up, as if her skin was about to be torn apart. She felt an indescribable discomfort, and she could not help but slightly groan, and only now did she realize that she was actually lying in Feng Xue Han's embrace, looking at his tightly closed eyes, slightly frowning, his ice-cold side face, and his pale lips.

Yun Weiyang's heart tightened. Her hands trembled as she tried to push him, but she only saw that her arms were wrapped in bandages, and when she opened her mouth to say something, she heard her own voice. She was so hoarse that she couldn't speak.

Right after he finished speaking, his hand was grabbed. Yun Weiyang raised her head slightly, and saw him slowly opening his eyes. Under the dim yellow candlelight, his always cold eyes were calm and tranquil: "You're finally awake? Or, "he paused," am I dreaming again?

Yun Weiyang did not understand the situation for a moment, but looking at his usually clear and confused eyes, she suddenly understood the meaning of those words. Yun Weiyang struggled to smile at him, but was unable to do so.

She was half asleep and could sense the outside world but she could not open her eyes. Yun Weiyang knew that the weak her had expended too much spirit energy in order to save Dong Fang Zhirong, causing her body to be unable to withstand the pressure and thus had been in deep sleep the entire time. Her condition was different from others', she did not inform Feng Xue Han beforehand to calm him down.

His chest was stifled, Yun Weiyang looked at him blankly, but her face which was just inches away from him was getting more and more blurry. Yun Weiyang reached out a hand to wipe her tears, but before her hand could reach him, the tears had already started to fall, and landed on the side of his lips.

Feng Xuehan froze for a moment, and his cold gaze gradually became deeper. His fingers caressed those teary eyes, and after a long while, it seemed as if a seed had taken root in his eyes: "Yang`er, you're awake!" Yun Weiyang's voice was low and quiet like she had never heard before.

Yun Weiyang reached out her hand and pulled Feng Xue Han's hand that was wiping away her tears, and asked with a hoarse voice: "I scared you, right?"

Feng Xuehan lifted his other hand to continue wiping away her tears. In the tightly shut bed, there was a dim candlelight. Feng Xuehan's slender fingers slowly caressed the corner of Yun Weiyang's eyes.

Her fingers were trembling, but her voice was calm and collected, "I know that you will wake up. You can't bear to part with me."

Yun Weiyang opened her mouth wanting to continue speaking, but found that her voice was as hoarse as a saw, unable to speak.

Feng Xue Han immediately stood up, and in the moment he did so, his body staggered a bit, but he quickly stabilized his body.

Seeing this, Yun Weiyang's heart turned sour. Since when had this man with the graceful posture been in such a sorry state?

Walking up to the tea table to pour a cup of water for Yun Weiyang, he quickly came to the bedside and looked at the pair of colorless eyes that were staring at him without blinking. Feng Xue Han's heart suddenly shrank, his eyes were slightly sore, and after calming down, he sat down beside the bed, raised the cup in his hand and took a sip, then leaned over and covered Yun Weiyang's lips.

Yun Weiyang was only slightly surprised for a bit, and then obediently allowed Feng Xue Han to feed her water. She was truly too thirsty.

Shaking his head, Yun Weiyang indicated that she was full.

Seeing this, Feng Xue Han put the cup away. Looking at the person on the bed, he sighed and said, "Central'er, if you still don't wake up, I really don't know what to do."

Yun Weiyang's chest hurt, her voice was still hoarse and powerless: "I'll scare everyone right?!"

After tucking Yun Weiyang in, Feng Xue Han's cold voice still had a trace of fear: "That's right, if you continue sleeping like this, I won't be the only one going crazy."

Yun Weiyang closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and calmed down. After a long time, she used all her strength and asked weakly: "How is Dongfang Zichao?"

Feng Xue Han nodded in understanding, and said: "It's fine, he came a few times, but you left without waking up during this time."

"That's good ?" Yun Weiyang slowly closed her eyes, and fell into a deep sleep due to exhaustion. No matter what, Dongfang call could not die, and she did not like owing her life to others, especially to others.