Chapter 504: Pretending for a lifetime (1/2)

Chapter 504: Pretending for a lifetime

Never forgive her!

That single sentence from him dealt Han Yunxi the killing blow. Her eyes were already red with the tears she had already shed as she stared at him in bewilderment, unwilling to take in his words.

“Drink your medicine,” he urged her again.

Tianning and Cloud Realm Continent could both collapse for all I care. Right now, the most important thing in the world was the bowl of medicine in his hands. Han Yunxi gave him a long look, her lips pursed tightly as she refused to speak or drink.

Long Feiye had probably never been as patient as he was being now. “Be good, don’t fuss anymore.” The bowl was already next to Han Yunxi’s lips, but she still didn’t budge.

“Come, drink.” His eyelids were hooded, his temper so mild that it seemed like he would never get angry at anyone or anything.

Finally, she opened her mouth only to speak. “I really didn’t do it all on purpose.”

He avoided the subject…

“Drink your medicine.”

“Are you ever going to forgive me?” she asked plaintively.

Instead of talking, he simply shook his head. She suddenly grabbed the bowl of medicine and drained it to its last drop. “I’ve finished drinking it.”

This… Long Feiye was both surprised and stunned. Seeing her down the bowl in one gulp had been astonishing, but his heart only felt more stifled than it was before.

“I drank it all,” Han Yunxi said again.

“Mm,” Long Feiye replied mildly.

But then Han Yunxi stated, “You can leave now.”

Just…just who was giving whom the killing blow now?

Long Feiye remained rooted to the spot in shock. Han Yunxi ignored him and lay back on her bed. Then she pulled up the covers and closed her eyes to sleep! The silent room turned ever more still at her actions, the entire space devoid of sound. It was a long while before Long Feiye finally rose to his feet.

Is he…really leaving?

Yes, he was. As he turned and left the bed behind him, Han Yunxi stealthily stole a peek. She was about to sit up when Long Feiye suddenly stopped. She quickly shut her eyes again. Long Feiye remained standing in her room for a long while before turning back to the bed and sitting down by her side. But all he did was stare at her without saying a word. Soon enough, Han Yunxi opened her eyes. She was about to speak when he beat her to it.

“I can leave after you get well.”

Han Yunxi’s hands were already clenched beneath the covers, but she replied easily, “Alright.”

Just like that, he stayed. The two of them seemed to have come to a tacit understanding. He didn’t mention anything about Gu Qishao, while she didn’t probe him for his reasons for leaving with Duanmu Yao. He spent the entire day waiting on her, not only feeding her medicine, but her three daily meals as well. Ever hour, he’d feel her forehead to see whether or not her fever had receded. She lay on the bed while he sat in a chair, but neither of them ever uttered a word. Still, the awkwardness between them had disappeared.

As night fell, Han Yunxi was still feeling feverish, but Long Feiye couldn’t quite gauge her temperature from feeling her forehead with his hand alone. He crept closer and brushed away her bangs, before pressing his face against her own to check again. Then he murmured, “It seems like you’re still burning up.”

His smooth chin was resting right above her nose, their current proximity enough for her to smell his familiar fresh scent. She said, “Most of it should have receded. I’ll recover after a good night’s sleep, don’t worry.”

He drew back and re-arranged her hair again, his long, slender fingers lightly brushing through her stray hairs. The movements were so gentle that they didn’t resemble Long Feiye in the slightest at all! Although all he had to do was arrange her bangs, his fingers lingered for a long time against her face. She didn’t move or speak, but allowed him to do as he wished. In the end, he still had to stop. When he withdrew his hand, Han Yunxi felt empty inside her heart as well.

“Let me see your shoulder wound,” he said, the injury still persisting on his mind.

“It’s fully recovered now, there’s nothing but a slight scar left.” A little over a month had already passed, but the white-robed man’s ointment was truly very effective.

“Your lordship will still take a look,” he insisted. She could only slip off her robes to expose her shoulder. Just like she had said, the wound was now fully healed besides a faint scar. He brushed against it lightly and she turned away, afraid to lose when faced with his gentle hands.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t do it on purpose,” he murmured.

Time passed before she finally replied, “It’s alright, I forgive you.”

His fingers stiffened against her shoulder before she wordlessly pushed him aside to get dressed dressed. Then she huddled up lazily beneath her covers.

“Aren’t you going to treat your injury?” she asked.

“After you go to sleep,” he replied.

Thus, Han Yunxi immediately turned around and slept while Long Feiye went to sit cross-legged in a corner of the bed to mediate. While he healed himself all night, Han Yunxi laid staring at the wall until daylight broke.

He said he’d leave when I got well. Even the worst colds will recover eventually, won’t they?

When the first rays of the morning sun shone into the room, she turned over and caught him staring at her. Just like last night, he bent over to press his face against her forehead, testing her temperature.

“It’s receded,” he was very certain.

“Mm,” she coughed softly a few times. She knew that if she ate her medicine on time, it wouldn’t be more than three days before her full recovery.

“I’ll have the doctor come take a look,” he said next.

“Mm,” she responded faintly.

The doctor came and complimented her on such a good constitution, then said she’d be well after another day of medicine. Her originally weak body had been nurtured to full health under Long Feiye’s prescribed diet of chicken soup and lobsters. Moreover, the doctor’s prescription was full of effective and rare medicines that made it impossible for her to stay sick.