Although this was not the time to make red bean cakes, Nangong Yin had already made this request. Xie Shu knew very well that he probably didn't want to feel uncomfortable, so he went back to the palace to make red bean cakes without saying a word.
Xie Shu's cooking skills are quite good. Red bean cake is a specialty of Jiangnan. Xie Shu became a monk halfway and can make it sweet and soft.
She was about to take the steamed red bean cake to the inn, but she bumped into a wave of doctors rushing in at the gate.
"You all hurry up, the prince is vomiting blood again. If the prince's old illness relapses, there is something wrong. Please be careful with your heads."
The guard scolded him coldly.
Xie Shu paused in her steps and pursed her lips tighter.
Vomiting blood?
Wasn't Chu Tongshang injured while hunting a fox? Can it be so serious?
Xie Shu suppressed her emotions, picked up the food box and left.
Gu Suisui's voice came over, "Thank you, sister, and stay."
"Is something wrong?" Xie Shu lowered her eyes.
Gu Suisui looked her up and down, then suddenly took Xie Shu's hand and begged: "The young tailor said that sister Xie's blood can be used as medicine. The prince's injury caused an old injury. Please cut off the blood and save the prince."
Hearing this, Xie Shu's brows jumped.
Did the youth referee even say this?
"Thank you sister, even if you and the Eighth Prince fall in love, I beg you, you can't just ignore him, right? You two were engaged before."
Gu Suisui looked weak and innocent.
Xie Shu put down the food box and said in a straight voice, "Lead the way."
She didn't show much emotion, and she didn't have much concern about Gu Suisui's ulterior motives at this time.
Chu Tongshang cannot die.
His life is hers.
…
In the main room of Tongxinyuan, there is a strong smell of blood as soon as you enter.
Gu Suisui volunteered to stand guard outside and kept everyone away.
Naturally, she didn't want others to know that it was Xie Shu who let out blood to save Chu Tongshang.
The fewer people who know, the better.
Xie Shu walked in and immediately saw the unconscious man on the bed. His white underwear was open, revealing his lean chest.
A hideous wound broke into view. The wound seemed to have relapsed, and the originally healed scar began to bleed again.
It's still that clear and clear face, but it's just too pale and weak.
Xie Shu pursed her lips, swallowed the soreness in her throat, and slit her wrists with a dagger.
She just pointed her wrist at his chapped and pale lips, letting the blood fall in drop by drop.
The pain was very strong, but Xie Shu was no longer afraid of the pain.
At first, the Holy Hand Tathagata asked her if she would be his medicine person.
She swore it then.
He must not die.
Thinking about the battle between Jiu Ning Mountain and Nan Tang, it must have been tragic.
Otherwise, Chu Tongshang's chest would not have been left with such a deep wound.
It's been three or four months and I can still see it.
She didn't know how much blood had been drained, and Xie Shu's vision was a little dark. Her legs were so weak that she could only sit on the edge of the bed. She didn't have the strength to walk, so she could only wrap her wrists gently with a handkerchief.
Lying beside the bed, she raised her hand with some difficulty and traced his pale face almost with nostalgia.
As if looking at him.
It seemed like I didn't see anything.
After losing too much blood, Xie Shu fell into a deep sleep. While half asleep and half awake, it seemed as if someone was gently stroking the top of her hair.
Such gentleness like water almost drowned Xie Shu into the deep sea.
In her daze.
The man's voice was hoarse and lazy, and he spoke with deep affection.
"Does it hurt? Does it hurt? How could you do this to me? How could you not want me..."
Xie Shu was woken up and opened her eyes, only to see a pair of blurred eyes.
There was still sadness on his face that had not been put away, which was completely different from the high-spirited King of Chu.
Xie Shu was stunned.
His fingers caressed her face, he was so gentle and patient, "Do you really... don't want me anymore?"
"Have you never liked me at all?"
Xie Shu's throat began to tighten, but her eyes were still calm and distant.
At this moment, her heart stopped, and she even forgot that his hands were hot.
It was like fire trying to burn her skin.
"Chu..." she just said, "I'm not Gu Suisui."
He struggled and held her in his arms, his whole body in pain and danger.
But he ignored her, and just kissed her face distressedly, from her eyebrows to her nose and lips.
He kissed carefully and gently, "Even if you treat me like this, I still like you."
"You know? When I was stabbed through the heart by a sword, it really hurt."
"But I can't die, I want to come back, I want to come back to see you."
Xie Shu was as silent as stone, but her nose began to feel sore.
He has a high fever now, so he is unconscious.
But he kept holding her and refused to let go, kissing the tip of her nose over and over again.
Finally, his chin rested on her forehead.
He grabbed her hand and smiled brightly, "Don't be sad."
"I'm fine now. I'll give you...the white fox I hunted. Do you like it?"
"As long as you like it, it won't hurt me no matter how much I get hurt, as long as you are happy."
Xie Shu's eyes changed and her whole body became cold.
