Yong Yaxuan was startled for a moment, as if he had grasped something. "The truth? What truth are you talking about?"
Flower Butterfly couldn't help but sigh. "Poor Yu'er has sacrificed so much for you, but you know nothing. I really don't know what kind of mentality you had when you asked her to come back."
Hearing this, Yong Yaxuan calmed down. He suddenly realized that things were not as simple as he thought. What on earth had happened to Yu'er? Had she been bullied in the Cold Palace? He suddenly found that he knew nothing about what Ji Feiyu had experienced in the Cold Palace. What he had seen through Shadow Thirteen might have just been a one - sided scene. He suddenly remembered that when he held her hand that day, there was a scar on the back of her hand. Because it was very close to the burn mark, he had overlooked it. When did that scar appear? What on earth had she gone through during the days when he wasn't with her?
He couldn't help but ask, "What do you know then?"
Flower Butterfly shook his head with a clicking sound, as if he had seen through Yong Yaxuan's intention. "Trying to get information from me? I won't tell you. In this way, you'll never be able to reflect on yourself, and you'll never be able to win Yu'er back."
So, only by reflecting on himself could he win Yu'er back? Yong Yaxuan couldn't help but smile bitterly. He really had never thought that his decisions were wrong. Except for banishing her to the Cold Palace.
Flower Butterfly didn't want to talk to him any more. After he helped Yong Yaxuan drain the poisoned blood, he packed up his things and left. He wasn't Yong Yaxuan's personal bodyguard, so he didn't need to stay with him all day long.
The next day, Flower Butterfly came again. It was the day to change the dressing.
Previously, when Yong Yaxuan was in a coma, Flower Butterfly could do whatever he wanted when changing the dressing. Now that Yong Yaxuan was awake, there was suddenly a pair of eyes watching him, which made him feel rather uncomfortable on the surface.
But who was Flower Butterfly? With his thick skin, he would only make Yong Yaxuan uncomfortable.
Sure enough, when Flower Butterfly helped Yong Yaxuan change the dressing, after taking off his upper - body clothes, he openly admired Yong Yaxuan's figure. While admiring, he sighed, "I didn't look closely before. Now I find that your proportion of broad shoulders and narrow waist is quite good."
Hearing a man praise his figure, Yong Yaxuan couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. He said, "Are you deliberately disgusting me?"
But Flower Butterfly turned a deaf ear. Instead, he used his hand to measure Yong Yaxuan's skin inch by inch. "It's really perfect. It's just a bit too thin."
Yong Yaxuan got goosebumps all over his body from being touched. He suddenly roared, "That's enough. Get out of here. Send someone else."
Flower Butterfly leaned over to look at his expression and burst out laughing. "What? Are you shy? I won't leave. Changing the dressing is such a fun thing. How can I let others do it?"
After saying that, he went to remove the bandage on Yong Yaxuan's body. In order to be quick, he didn't care about anything. Finally, when he lifted the old gauze, he didn't care if it was stuck to the wound. He just lifted it off all at once, which made Yong Yaxuan grit his teeth in pain.
"Ouch—"
But that wasn't all. He even deliberately poked the wound with the gauze to check the healing situation. Yong Yaxuan felt so uncomfortable from the poke that he couldn't help but tremble and say, "Hurry up."
But Flower Butterfly was not in a hurry. He slowly poured the golden sore medicine on Yong Yaxuan's wound. The moment the medicine powder landed on the wound, Yong Yaxuan almost shed tears from the pain.
Flower Butterfly said casually, "It hurts, but it's not even one - thousandth of Yu'er's pain."
Yong Yaxuan immediately held back his cries. He began to feel sorry for Ji Feiyu. No matter what she had gone through, she must have been very uncomfortable, just like he was now. Regret welled up in his heart again. It was all his fault for not taking good care of her, which made her suffer like this.
Because he was feeling so sad, he even ignored Flower Butterfly's rough bandaging. The pain in his heart far exceeded the pain in his body.
"Could you please tell me what exactly Yu'er has been through?" Yong Yaxuan almost pleaded.
But Flower Butterfly pretended not to hear. He quickly bandaged Yong Yaxuan up and then turned over.
The wound was suddenly pressed under his body. Yong Yaxuan couldn't bear the pain and gritted his teeth tightly. Flower Butterfly then brought a bowl of black medicine and said, "Drink it."
The smell of the medicine was pungent. Yong Yaxuan turned his head away and said in disgust, "What is this?"
But Flower Butterfly coldly turned his head back, pinched his chin, and poured the medicine into his mouth with the bowl. Since Yong Yaxuan was lying down, he choked and coughed continuously. Some of the medicine flowed down his face to his neck, warm and sticky. Yong Yaxuan suddenly felt like a pig or a dog lying on the chopping block, at the mercy of others. His pride as an emperor began to flare up. He couldn't help but roar, "How dare you! Someone, replace him!"
The man in the bamboo hat came in. Seeing the empty medicine bowl in Flower Butterfly's hand, he helplessly glanced at Yong Yaxuan and whispered, "There's nothing we can do, Your Majesty. Only he can change the dressing for this wound and only he can detoxify you. Please bear with it!"
Yong Yaxuan glared angrily at him.
The man in the bamboo hat sighed and quickly retreated.
Yong Yaxuan was in disbelief. "What did you say to them? Why have they become like this?"
Flower Butterfly found his look extremely funny and couldn't help laughing out loud. He still didn't understand. Using the detoxification method taught by Ji Feiyu to detoxify him, who would dare to take care of him? If it got out that they had to cut the emperor and drain his blood every day, they were afraid that the emperor might get angry one day and settle accounts with them. What if they lost their heads? It was better to stay away from the beginning. As for the reason, Flower Butterfly had already thought of it for them: only he could detoxify this poison, and no one else could.
Yong Yaxuan was extremely angry. He really didn't want to bear it any longer. If it weren't for Ji Feiyu, he would definitely cut off Flower Butterfly's head. He was too arrogant!
But a single sentence from Flower Butterfly instantly deflated his anger.
Flower Butterfly said, "This is probably how Yu'er felt when she was forced to drink the muscle - softening powder. By the way, who gave that order back then?"
Yong Yaxuan immediately fell silent. His heart suddenly felt extremely sour. After much thought, his eyes became moist.
Yes, one would never feel the pain of others until one experienced it oneself. Only when he experienced it did he know how aggrieved and humiliated she had been at that time, and what that feeling was like.
She was his queen, but he had humiliated her!
Yong Yaxuan understood.
It was he who had humiliated her! He kept telling himself this in his heart. At the same time, he silently closed his eyes, and tears flowed down uncontrollably.
He was so sad, so sad. His heart felt like it was being cut into pieces, and the executioner was himself. Before, he thought he was no better than a pig or a dog. Now, he thought he was even worse.
Flower Butterfly silently watched him and thought to himself: Yu'er, I will surely make him pay for all the sufferings you've endured. Although you never mention it, it doesn't mean you don't feel pain. After going through so many things, you can still live with a smile on your face. Then let me shield you from the wind and rain this time.