PFC Chapter 306: Adjust to the wind
Chapter 306: Adjust to the wind
But even so, he did not loosen his hand at all, and still stared at the woman who was suffering on the bed with an unwavering gaze, as if he wanted to convey a little warmth and strength to her through spiritual communication.
This is both a regret for his failure to protect his lover and a silent spur to his own incompetence.
He always thought that everything was under his control and he never made any mistakes.
But at such a critical moment, she made an unforgivable mistake, which led to the most undesirable situation happening to the innocent and weak girl...
As blood slowly dripped down his fingertips, Song Yanyi gently touched his lover's pale and cold cheek, and a pain rose in his heart that was more piercing than the physical scars.
After about an hour, with the joint efforts of everyone, they finally completed the basic cleaning of Cui Rongrong's wound. After evenly applying a thin layer of herbal ointment on its surface, they carefully carried out the last step - bandaging.
The imperial physician emphasized in a serious and unquestionable manner: "Although we have done our best to protect the wound, the situation will still be dangerous if the high fever still cannot be relieved. We need to closely observe the patient's condition in the next period of time. I will formulate a suitable treatment plan as soon as possible and prepare medicinal materials."
After saying this, the old doctor turned and left the room, casting a meaningful glance at the young doctor's wife who was accompanying him, signaling her to follow him.
At this moment, Cui Rongrong fell into a coma again. Her delicate little face had lost the color it should have and looked extremely haggard. Her forehead was covered with crystal clear beads of sweat due to the continued high temperature, which stuck tightly to the pillow.
As for the pair of hands that were once used to resist the pain, they are now spread out helplessly aside.
In order to prevent the clean fabric on the quilt from being contaminated, Song Yanyi specially found a soft handkerchief and carefully tied up the wound to isolate it.
Then, the handsome and melancholy young man picked up a soft cotton towel that had just been warmed and gently wiped the fresh sweat that kept coming out of Cui Rongrong's forehead. His calm eyes contained infinite sadness.
He couldn't help but utter a promise: "Don't worry, I will never let those who hurt you go unpunished. They will pay the price they deserve!"
He stayed by this woman's side quietly all night until dawn, when he paused to check her temperature and found that it had improved slightly, then he closed his eyes and dozed off for a few minutes...
After an unknown amount of time, Xu Cui Rong slowly opened her eyes.
Because the environment in front of me was dim and my mind was still semi-conscious, I couldn't immediately identify my current location.
She tried to move her body but accidentally pulled the wound and immediately felt a burst of severe pain that made her gasp involuntarily. She quickly grabbed the silk fabric used as a cushion under her body to stabilize her body.
"How...do you feel now? Are you awake?"
After feeling the slight tremor, Song Yanyi, who had been keeping watch beside him without leaving for a moment, quickly stood up, leaned over and asked with concern, while habitually reaching out and touching the other person's hot forehead.
Realizing the presence of a familiar figure standing in front of her, Xu Cuirong gradually regained some mental consciousness and became clearer.
It was finally determined that everything around was not in the imperial palace but in a private garden.
"Why am I here?"
The voice was hoarse and full of confusion.
Song Yanyi couldn't help but feel sad when he heard that. Then he gently slid his fingertips across her pale face and whispered to comfort her: "You don't need to worry about too many things now. We have left that dangerous place and come to a relatively safe residence to take shelter for the time being."
After hearing this, Xu Cui Rongrong's eyes flashed with suspicion. After all, she had tried to escape many times before but failed, and instead attracted more severe surveillance and even punishment.
The Queen Mother had clearly told her that the only way to save her life was to urge Song Yanyi to completely give up his current power and support Prince Xuan as the new successor to the throne.
But this is just a fantasy that is impossible to achieve...
No matter how hard I struggle, I still cannot change my final fate. Perhaps it is just as others say, no matter how hard I struggle and resist, I am destined to die.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but ask the question in her mind: "But as far as I know, the Queen has always been ruthless and cruel. She definitely won't let me go so easily, right?"
"That's true. When I arrived at the scene to rescue people, she didn't have any chance to refuse at all," Song Yanyi said softly, with a hint of relief in his tone.
She looked at the person in front of her in surprise. Could he really solve all the problems so easily?
He gently stroked her hair, which was as soft as clouds. "The imperial physician ordered that you need to stay in bed for at least three months to recover. You must be especially careful not to overwork yourself in the next few days. The most important thing is to rest and recover first."
Then, he paused for a moment, his eyes became sharp and flashed with a cold light: "As for the remaining questions..."
"I will find a way to handle it."
As the words fell, "Sir," Cuizhu hurried into the room and reported, "Lord Su wants to see you."
After whispering a few words of comfort to her, he slowly stood up and gently straightened his clothes, his eyes full of reluctance and tenderness. When he turned around, he turned back and told Cuizhu to take good care of her health.
Watching the familiar figure gradually go away until it disappeared from sight, Cui Rongrong's gaze still remained on the empty door frame. She couldn't help but recall the thrilling experience of last night: all this was not an illusion in a dream but a real scene. That person had bravely broken into Fengyi Palace single-handedly, rescued her from danger, and brought her back to a safe place.
On the other side, the moment he saw Song Yanyi appear, Su Yan couldn't wait to step forward, his voice full of urgency: "Is it true that you support King Xuan to become the new king?!"
Su Yan was so anxious that he was restless like an ant on a hot pot. His brows were twisted into a ball. He said with a worried look on his face, "The memorial submitted to the emperor at the court meeting this morning did not mention Cai Zhong's collusion with the rebels. Instead, all the credit for quelling the rebellion was attributed to Prince Xuan alone. What's even more shocking is that you also proposed to give him the position of crown prince - what's going on? It's really confusing!"
Judging from the current situation, Huangdi was very satisfied after hearing about the contributions made by King Xuan and Cai Zhong to stabilizing the current turbulent situation. The ministers in the court who were originally wavering or opposed began to change their minds and began to praise this young and promising prince. Some ministers even suggested that they should take this opportunity to quickly decide on the candidate for the crown prince.