Although Song Jinyin was the only maid by Pei Yanzhou's side in the past, her meticulous care was only given when Pei Yanzhou was drunk.
A man who is not very sober will be gentler than usual. When he calls her name, it is like a lover's whisper.
But today is the first time that it is so unpredictable.
Song Jinyin thought for a while, recalling that he agreed to let her go, and had a vague guess.
"I've been up all night."
She thought for a while, then looked at Pei Yanzhou's deep eyes, and said in a gentle tone, "It's because of the prince's body that I have been able to hold on until now. If the prince continues to refuse to listen to Doctor Mu, I will only be exhausted together with the prince."
The man's face had darkened since he heard that she had been up all night. His face was stern, and his profile was angular and hard.
The hand he was holding finally let go. He looked at the girl in front of him steadily, and then said "come in" in a deep voice.
Doctor Mu carefully stepped into the room carrying the still steaming medicine. Seeing the prince's increasingly pale face, before his heart could thump, he heard the person in front speak again.
"Check her body, make a prescription, and have someone stew some nourishing medicinal food for her."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Perhaps because of Song Jinyin's words, Pei Yanzhou knew that he could not drag it on like this any longer. He raised his hand to take the medicine bowl and drank it while enduring the sting of the wound.
Whether it was because the medicine was too bitter or because it was involved in the injury, the man's jaw tensed for a moment, and a look of pain flashed in his eyes.
But very quickly, he calmed down and looked at Song Jinyin, who had been looking at him.
The girl he admired was standing quietly not far away from him, her eyebrows were a little worried, and her eyes were not as indifferent as usual.
Pei Yanzhou suddenly thought that if he could continue like this, he wouldn't be able to bear the pain caused by the wound.
There was a sudden discomfort in his throat, forcing the man who had been thinking far away to come back to his senses.
He couldn't help coughing. He didn't want her to see his embarrassment, so he turned his head to avoid Song Jinyin's sight, "There is no one else in the inn now. You can rest in the next room first. After you sleep and wake up, drink some medicinal food, and then... ...Go back to the courtyard."
Pei Yanzhou was afraid that she would not want to stay longer, so he hesitated when speaking.
But he had also thought about it. If she didn't get a good rest, he would never let her go.
Just as he was thinking about it, the girl in front of him nodded.
"When Sister Wanqing comes back, the Crown Prince will send someone to call me."
Pei Yanzhou just thought that she didn't want to be alone with him all the time. Hurt flashed in his lowered black eyes, but for a moment, he still responded to her.
Song Jinyin was immersed in her own thoughts and failed to notice the disappointed look on the man next to her.
She thought clearly that whether she could detoxify her would depend on Shen Yuhe's junior sister.
Song Jinyin was unwilling to admit Pei Yanzhou's decline due to this poison, but in just an hour, the originally high-spirited man became weaker and weaker in her eyes.
Seeing her face getting paler and her breath becoming more and more unstable, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.
However, Song Jinyin did not show it, but was naturally ready to take the empty bowl in his hand and put it away.
"You don't have to do this."
Pei Yanzhou avoided her hand and put the bowl aside.
Then under her surprised gaze, he slowly raised his hand to smooth her broken hair, "Go and have a good rest. Nothing will happen to me, but to you."
"I?"
The man seemed to be feeling uncomfortable, and his words suddenly stopped before he even started.
Seeing the lump rolling in his throat, Song Jinyin pursed her thin lips tightly for a moment, but finally failed to suppress the worry in her heart, "Stop talking, I'll go over now."
Pei Yanzhou calmed down for a moment, then took a deep breath, curled his lips, and smiled reassuringly at her.
"My letting go still counts, but I have to make sure everything is well with you."
Song Jinyin's nose was a little blocked again.
She didn't want to look at those eyes that were so deep and full of affection anymore, so she turned her head and stood up.
Before Doctor Mu could take her pulse carefully, Song Jinyin glanced at the person on the bed, found an excuse and hurriedly stepped out of the room.
The wooden door opened and closed quickly.
Pei Yanzhou didn't know if she would appear in front of him after she left, but she stayed up all night and he couldn't stay any longer.
As soon as Song Jinyin's back disappeared from the room, the man who was holding on frowned and spit out a mouthful of blood.
The discomfort in his chest kept rising, and all his forbearance just now exploded at this moment.
He took the handkerchief from Doctor Mu and covered his mouth, fearing that the noise would spread outside and be heard by the little girl who hadn't gone far yet.
"Your Majesty!"
The few Xuanwei who had just come in changed their usual indifference, and panic flashed in their eyes. Remembering the group of assassins, their hands on the swords tightened, and their whole bodies were filled with murderous intent.
The veil was instantly soaked with blood, and the newly changed robes and mattress were once again stained with blood.
Pei Yanzhou's eyes were no longer clear.
He shouldn't have woken up in the first place, and even because of his injuries, it was difficult for him to wake up at all.
But he felt Song Jinyin's breath and heard her voice.
It was just that she didn't know, but now that she was right in front of him, how could he want to miss her? This might be the last time the two of them got together.
And outside the house at this time.
Song Jinyin walked to one side and stopped.
The suppressed coughs inside fell on her heart one after another, as well as the sound of vomiting blood, and Xuan Wei's panicked words.
Because she was there, Pei Yanzhou endured the discomfort until she left. He was even afraid that she would hear any noise, so he suppressed his voice as much as he could before confirming that she was leaving.
No matter how cruel Song Jinyin was, her eyes were blurry at this moment, and her hands and feet were cold.
She couldn't tell what she felt in her heart, but the steps she took became heavier with each step.
Lin Jingxiu hurriedly came up from below, not noticing her behind the wooden pillar, and pushed the door in anxiously.
At this time, Pei Yanzhou in the room finally stopped and stopped vomiting blood. He just closed his eyes and sat back on the bed, breathing heavily.
The corners of the man's lips were stained with blood and looked extremely strange, making his face even paler. His whole body had become as cold as frost since Song Jinyin left. Taking a quick look, it looked like a strange and fascinating picture. .
Lin Jingxiu paused slightly, becoming more and more certain of his previous thoughts.
Without Song Jinyin by his side, Pei Yanzhou's remaining popularity is gradually disappearing. It won't take long before he can truly live up to his cold-blooded ruthlessness.
He was stunned for a moment, watching Xuanwei tidy up the place. Thinking of the situation outside and his body, he came back to his senses with eagerness in his eyes.
Originally, he wanted to ask if Song Jinyin had left, but he swallowed the words again.
If the girl had really returned to the courtyard, if she mentioned it again, wouldn't it be equivalent to killing Pei Yanzhou.
"You must not use your skills now, and you must not disturb your mind."
Lin Jingxiu ordered in a deep voice, then frowned and said: "There are people outside watching the inn, but there are many people walking on the street now. It is quite inconvenient to find all the spies. Why don't you go back to the house to rest first? Xuanwei is there. It’s also better to be on guard.”
"No need."
Pei Yanzhou did not open his eyes, but struggled to utter two words. His hand on one side also touched the purse again and held it back in his hand.
"The house must be left to her in the future. If it is exposed in advance and others know, how can she live in peace and stability."
Lin Jingxiu was speechless for a moment. Although he knew that it was hard for him to speak, he still couldn't help but said: "But you are at the inn now. It would be fine if she doesn't come. If she comes to see you, others will notice her with just one glance. This is a big deal right now." Not safe.”
"Um."
The man was about to ask him why he brought the person here if he knew it was dangerous, but when he thought that Song Jinyin had brought him inexplicable peace just by staying by his side, Pei Yanzhou just shook his head.
Today, when Song Jinyin came, he was shocked to realize that he had to live.
Even if she never sees him again, as long as he, Pei Yanzhou, holds power for one day, he can protect her for one day.
"She hasn't left yet. If Li Wanqing doesn't come back today, she will have Xuan Wei secretly escort her back to the courtyard early tomorrow morning, leaving Lady Sun to take care of her."
From the day he agreed to let go, Pei Yanzhou selected four more powerful Xuan guards for Song Jinyin, and also sent a message to Xuan San, asking him to come to Luo City and follow her only.
Song Jinyin has never met Xuan San, so she won't recognize him.
Pei Yanzhou has thought of everything.
He even decided to allow her to let him go in the future, and he would be right behind her, guarding her silently.
Life may not be too long. He should be able to survive by relying on those memories of her and the days he stays behind her.
But Pei Yanzhou didn't expect that when it came time to let go, he would hesitate again.
Afraid that she would be targeted, afraid that she would be involved in this trouble, and afraid that she would really no longer remember herself.
Lin Jingxiu continued to speak next to him, but Pei Yanzhou could no longer hear his voice clearly.
The man who held on for a long time finally closed his eyes again and fell into coma again.
But this time, he completely lost consciousness. He even loosened his grip on the purse a little bit, letting the things fall, unable to keep them.
Lin Jingxiu suddenly stopped mid-sentence. Seeing Doctor Mu hurriedly step forward to diagnose his pulse, he turned around and drew out the long sword from Xuanwei's waist.
He is not as patient as Pei Yanzhou and can wait.
Since the assassin was related to the Feng Yi family, he went straight to these two places to look for the person, and either gave him the antidote or made him die.
He didn't believe that the son of his dignified princess, the nephew of the Emperor of Great Xia, could really be used as a basis to convict him once he was impulsive.
