Chapter 1188: Can he awaken? (1/2)

Gu Beiyue kept inserting needles into Gu Qishao. Neither Han Yunxi nor Mu Linger knew what he was doing, but their eyes never left Gu Beiyue’s hands. Mu Linger’s heart had all but shattered at her feet.

One hour later, Gu Beiyue finally spoke. “Princess, Miss Linger, you two should both leave. It’s not convenient for you to be here. Don’t worry, Gu Qishao isn’t in serious danger.” As he spoke, he never took his gaze away from Gu Qishao’s body or stop any of his movements. His eyes were clearly bloodshot, but he remained calm and focused.

Han Yunxi and Mu Linger’s hearts finally settled back into their chests! The two exchanged looked with watery smiles. As medical professionals, they knew that Gu Beiyue’s words meant good tidings and left the room. Han Yunxi personally shut the door behind her.

After breathing in the cool, fresh air, her muddled brain felt a little clearer. Sunlight was already illuminating the entire mountain, warm and bright. All of the flowers were blooming in the field, making it a carpet of blossoms. Long Feiye and Chu Xifeng were standing beneath the thorny thistle tree, studying its branches. When Long Feiye saw the women approach, he walked over, took off his cloak, and placed it over Han Yunxi’s shoulders.

She tried to refuse him. “I’m not cold, really.”

She was already wearing a thick cloak underneath. Moreover, Fourth Young Miss Ren had taken personal care of her during her confinement period and she’d had at least 10 days of rest with nightly interruptions, so her energy and body had recovered quite well. Typically, pregnant women had 42 days of recovery after giving birth, although the number varied by person. Some recovered faster than others, and Han Yunxi knew her own body very well.

“Chu Xifeng, it’s cold on the mountaintop. Send the princess away,” Long Feiye instructed.

Han Yunxi immediately told Long Feiye her own diagnosis, leaving him helpless. He only told her to sit down.

“Gu Beiyue says Qishao isn’t in serious danger,” Han Yunxi hastened to say.

Long Feiye had long guessed as much, or else he never would have left the room. Mu Linger stood staring at the tightly shut door. Han Yunxi pulled her aside to tell her everything, but that only made things worse. When Mu Linger found out about Gu Qishao’s undying body and how he’d been living with thorns in it for months, almost turning into a tre himself, she burst into fresh wails.

“Big sis, Qi gege’s afraid of pain! He’s really scared of geting hurt! Why didn’t you tell me? Why didn’t you?!”

Han Yunxi let her cry wordlessly. Hadn’t she only found out the truth herself today? The sight of Mu Linger’s sobbing expressions made her miserable.

That’s right!

Qishao fears pain. Just what has he been suffering for the past few months?

Han Yunxi leaned against the wall and thought back to all the times Gu Qishao told her he “couldn’t die.” Her eyes prickled at the memories. What was Gu Qishao feeling when he told me those words?

What did he think when he said, “Poison lass, I won’t forsake you unless I die?”

Only now did Han Yunxi realize the heavy implications of his words! The deepest impression he ever left on her were those lines and that ever radiant smile.

While Mu Linger was sobbing uncontrollably, Han Yunxi’s eyes remained dry. She was still hoping fo the moment Gu Qishao walked out of those doors to grace them with a grin. He would complain about why she wasn’t crying and laughed at Linger for being a crybaby.

Han Yunxi might not be crying, but she was thinking back to Little Qi’s promises and everything she experienced today. She thought of him suffering all alone and soon enough, tears had flooded her face again.

They waited all day until night fell. Long Feiye had already sent for shadow guards to set up a tent. Zhao mama was on call to serve them as well, cooking up a big pot of hot food. Unfortunately, nobody had any appetite while Gu Qishao remained unconscious. If it wasn’t for Gu Beiyue’s reassurance, everyone would be panicking by now.

Han Yunxi had instructed Chu Xifeng to deliver Gu Beiyue lunch earlier that noon. It wouldn’t do for him to starve when he needed to focus. After a barely-eaten dinner, Chu Xifeng was preparing to deliver food again when Gu Beiyue himself emerged.

Mu Linger ran to him first and nearly knocked him down.

“How is it how is it? How’s Qi gege doing? Is he awake? Is he okay?”

Gu Beiyue’s face was tinged with weariness and obvious exhaustion, but he still gave Mu Linger a warm smile. “Miss Linger, don’t worry. There are no serious problems.”

He instructed Chu Xifeng to stand guard inside the house and told Mu Linger to go to the tent. There were still things to discuss. Mu Linger wanted to see Qi gege, but she also wanted to know about his current condition. The indecision left her wavering.

“You can’t go in, his body’s covered in needles,” Gu Beiyue said, before telling Chu Xifeng, “Warm up the remaining two stoves as well. Don’t let Qishao catch a chill, he’s very weak right now.”