Fulóng didn't know what Long Ziyue wanted to see.
However, as a grown man, it was not a big deal to let a young lady have a look at his arm.
Fulóng didn't think much of it and immediately rolled up his sleeve.
Long Ziyue's gaze fell upon his arm.
There was no wound as she had expected, and she looked surprised. "Danqing said I... took a lot of your blood. Where is the wound?"
"There is no wound."
Fulóng smiled and said gently, "It wasn't taking blood, it was donating blood. Ah Li used a fine needle to draw it out and then injected it into your body."
"Look, it's just this tiny needle prick, like a mosquito bite. It's nothing."
Long Ziyue finally saw clearly the small so-called needle pricks on his arm.
Such tiny pricks could draw out several jars of blood each time...
If anyone else had done this, she wouldn't have believed it.
But if it was Ah Li... well, anything seemed possible when it came to Ah Li.
Moreover, Danqing wouldn't lie to her.
Besides, seeing Fulóng now, his bright and sunny face was pale.
Long Ziyue knew then that he had indeed given her a lot of blood.
He looked visibly weak now.
"Thank you," she whispered.
"It's good that you're awake. Why thank me? However, if you really want to thank someone, you should thank Ah Li."
Injured like this, anyone else would likely not have been able to save her.
Long Ziyue nodded. Looking at him again, for a moment, she didn't know what to say.
But seeing his pale face, she felt both grateful and guilty.
Fortunately, Danqing returned then, breaking the awkward silence in the room.
"His Highness Prince Xuan has not woken up yet. He has been unconscious for a day and a night."
Danqing was now very concerned about everyone in Prince Xuan's manor.
They had healed the County Princess. Without His Highness Prince Xuan and Miss Chu, their County Princess would likely have met a tragic end.
"I need to go see him..." Long Ziyue wanted to get up.
Fulóng quickly said, "You've just woken up, and you're still very weak. You should rest well first."
"But..."
"His Highness Prince Xuan is seriously injured and unconscious. Ah Li must be exhausted both physically and mentally. If you have another accident, Ah Li might not have the extra energy to treat you."
This manor was going through its bleakest time.
His Highness Prince Xuan had returned severely injured, and His Highness Prince Xiaoyao was unconscious.
The County Princess waking up was the only good news in these past few days.
"No matter what, take care of yourself first. Not making Ah Li worry about you is the greatest help you can give Ah Li."
Seeing that she was fine, Fulóng comforted her a few more words and then left.
Danqing sat by the bedside, serving Long Ziyue water.
Afterward, Danqing put down the bowl and looked at Long Ziyue.
"County Princess, your heart was damaged then. Even Mr. Liujin said... it was basically impossible to save you."
"Danqing, what are you trying to say?" Long Ziyue quickly realized there was more to her words.
"County Princess, Prince Ding's illness... no one in the entire country can cure it."
Danqing bit her lip, and after a while, she said firmly, "Perhaps Miss Chu can."
...
It was already the evening of the next day.
Feng Yexuan showed no signs of waking up.
Chu Qianli had performed surgery on him, and his ribs were set, but for his punctured lungs, even with surgery, he would need to recover slowly on his own.
This time, he was truly too severely injured.
He had never been injured so badly.
Even when he was heavily injured fighting the medicinal people last time, it wasn't as bad as this.
Falling from such a high cliff, and protecting Fulong.
If not for his powerful protective aura, he would have had no chance of survival from this fall.
Fulong said that when they fell, His Highness Prince Xuan held her with one hand and struck the cliff face with his palm force.
Using the rebound force, he slowed down their descent.
As they finally fell, he used his last bit of true energy to push her back into mid-air, and in doing so, he himself hit the ground with even greater force.
Because of this, she was not seriously injured, but His Highness Prince Xuan, due to excessive exertion of his internal energy, not only had severe external injuries but also very serious internal injuries.
He had risked his life to save Fulong...
As night fell, Chu Qianli hung an IV drip for Feng Yexuan. As she picked up a hot towel to wipe his hands and feet, the door was knocked on by Leng Ji.
"Miss Chu." Leng Ji walked to the window, suddenly bent his knees, and knelt before her.
"What are you doing?" Why was he kneeling to her out of the blue?
Chu Qianli was startled, then immediately said, "You don't need to kneel to me. I will do everything I can to save him. You don't need to beg me."
"This subordinate knows!"
"Then why aren't you getting up?" She wasn't an ancient person and still instinctively felt a bit repulsed by the act of kneeling.
"This subordinate is only begging you, please don't quarrel with His Highness anymore!"
Watching His Highness unconscious these past two days, and even spitting blood occasionally, Leng Ji felt worse than if he himself were dying.
His Highness was his master, and always would be.
For His Highness, he could even give up his life.
His Highness was more important than his own life!
"Princess Consort..."
"Leng Ji!" Chu Qianli glared at him.
"Princess Consort! Are you still angry with His Highness even now?" Leng Ji crawled to her on his knees, looking helpless. "Princess Consort, you and His Highness actually have deep affection for each other. Why must you hurt each other?"
Chu Qianli remained silent, her gaze fixed on Feng Yexuan.
His face was as pale as paper.
The hand exposed from the quilt was slender and defined, indicating it was usually very strong.
But now, it hung limply, so weak...
"Princess Consort, don't you know why His Highness would risk his life for Fulong? Don't you understand yet?"
Leng Ji didn't need her to respond.
Some words had been hidden in his heart for so long, for a very, very long time, and he had never had the chance to say them.
His Highness would not allow him to say them either.
Now that His Highness was unconscious, His Highness would not stop him.
Leng Ji said hoarsely, "Regarding Qian'er's death, His Highness has always felt guilty. He truly pities the Princess Consort, but His Highness has a strong personality, and like the Princess Consort, he is also proud."
"No matter how much pain or unease His Highness felt in his heart, he would never utter a single word."
"But His Highness truly cares about you, cares about you very, very much! He cares so much that he would give anything for you!"
Leng Ji also looked at Feng Yexuan.
The prince, who had always stood tall and proud, capable of shielding anyone from the wind and rain, had fallen.
Now, he was so weak that he seemed on the verge of disappearing at any moment.
Leng Ji's heart ached again.
"His Highness was truly afraid that if Fulong died too, the Princess Consort would be heartbroken."
Leng Ji's palms slowly tightened.
His voice grew increasingly hoarse.
"He was afraid that what happened with Qian'er would happen again, that the Princess Consort would become disheartened again! Actually, Princess Consort, His Highness really likes you, likes you more than he likes himself! Princess Consort, can't you really feel it?"