In a daze, Wei Dongling felt her body was extremely cold. She seemed to be immersed in a vast expanse of ice - cold water, with her hands and feet already frozen numb.
With great effort, she opened her heavy eyelids and saw a chaotic dark blue before her eyes. Panic and helplessness welled up in her heart.
Shangguan Yun, where are you?
Wei Dongling felt a sharp pain in her heart, like a vise tightening. Frantic and flustered, she desperately searched around for something. Finally, her vision went black, and slowly, she could see nothing.
"Prince Yun..." Wei Dongling's heart spasmed violently, and she closed her eyes in a daze.
"Dongling! Dongling!"
Who was calling her? The voice was as clear and cold as jade, very familiar to her ears.
"Prince Yun, is that you..." Two lines of clear tears rolled down Wei Dongling's cheeks.
"Dongling, you must be strong! You must stand up!" The voice was deep and powerful, with an irresistible charm that reached deep into one's heart.
Wei Dongling felt a pair of strong hands on her waist, lifting her up forcefully.
Prince Yun, don't leave!
Wei Dongling was extremely anxious. She reached out her hand to grab those hands on her waist, but she couldn't find them no matter how hard she groped.
Suddenly, she was pushed out of the water by a powerful force. Wei Dongling quickly turned around, trying to catch those hands, but the figure had disappeared without a trace. No matter how she searched, she couldn't find it.
"Prince Yun! Prince Yun!" Wei Dongling sat up in a panic, shouting, her heart filled with a sense of blockage.
Cuihuan rushed over and hugged her tightly, quickly soothing her, "Did you have a nightmare? It's okay, it's okay!"
Wei Dongling gasped for breath, and her heart couldn't calm down for a long time. She looked around and found that she was already lying in the room of an inn.
Cuihuan reached out and touched her forehead. Fortunately, the fever had subsided a little.
Cuihuan quickly went to the charcoal brazier, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of hot water, and handed it to her, saying eagerly, "You've been sleeping for a whole day. Are you hungry? First, moisten your throat. I'll go and get you something to eat right away."
Wei Dongling didn't answer. She held the somewhat hot teacup and was lost in thought. The words of the person in the dream lingered in her mind for a long time.
Yes! She couldn't fall! She had to grit her teeth and stand up firmly!
If she just collapsed like this, what would happen to Grandpa Su? What about all the uncles? What about Jingzhe, Cheng Hao, and Cuihuan who had protected her all the way?
The sound of firecrackers came in waves from outside the window. On the night of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the small town was bustling with activity.
Wei Dongling leaned against the head of the bed, staring blankly at the candle wax slowly dripping down on the table. She didn't even notice that the hot tea in her hand was getting cold.
The door creaked open. A cold wind blew in from the doorway, making people shiver. Wei Dongling put down the teacup and hugged her arms tightly, shivering.
The person at the door quickly closed the door when seeing this and walked gently towards her.
Wei Dongling stared blankly at the small flickering flame at the tip of the candle and sighed softly, "Huanhuan, the tea is cold. Please change it for me with a hot one."
A teacup filled with hot water was quickly brought over. Wei Dongling reached out to take it and only then noticed that the hand that handed over the teacup was not Cuihuan's!
Wei Dongling was shocked. She quickly looked up and saw a terrifying and gloomy ghost - face mask in front of her eyes.
Wei Dongling's expression froze. She calmly pushed the teacup she had taken over to the table beside the bed.
Yu Zixi, wearing a ghost - face mask, said in a low and hoarse voice, "Dongling, how are you?"
Wei Dongling's face was as pale as paper. She curled her fingers and said coldly with her head down, "Thank you for your concern, Young Master Yu. I'm fine."
This address of "Young Master Yu" made Yu Zixi extremely uneasy. He quickly took off the mask, revealing a haggard face. Compared to when he was in the capital before, he had lost a lot of weight. Seeing Wei Dongling turn her face away and not look at him, Yu Zixi said in a flurry, "Dongling, please listen to my explanation..."
Wei Dongling sneered coldly and interrupted his words, "A noble young man like you, Young Master Yu, breaking into a young lady's room on a dark and windy night. Isn't this inappropriate?"
Yu Zixi saw the cold and aloof look on Wei Dongling's face, as if she was keeping people at a distance. His heart ached terribly. With red - rimmed eyes, he shouted, "My relationship with Miss Qi is just a deal! You know that! I only have feelings for you. My heart is full of you! She just wants the position of the queen. I'll give it to her!"
Wei Dongling couldn't help but smile, but her smile was uglier than crying! After a long time, she finally stopped smiling. Looking coldly at Yu Zixi's face, she mocked, "I have no interest in listening to your nonsense. Please leave! I don't want to see you again in the future."
Hearing this, Yu Zixi trembled all over. The ghost - face mask in his hand clattered to the ground.
He was so afraid that something might happen to her that he even violated his master's order and secretly followed the wedding procession to find her. He saw with his own eyes that she was leaning in Li Mingyang's arms, speaking softly to that man. At that moment, his heart ached so much that he felt the sky was about to collapse!
Yu Zixi didn't even have a chance to explain!
The child in Qi Jinxuan's belly was not his! He had never had any feelings for that woman! His heart was only filled with Wei Dongling! But the Wei Dongling he had been thinking about stood in front of Li Mingyang and called that man her husband! She even tried to block a white - blade with her bare hands to protect that wolf - cub! And she had the audacity to drive him away!
Didn't she know that Li Mingyang, that wolf - cub, had evil intentions and wanted to kill her?
Didn't she know that his heart was full of her and there was no room for any other woman?
Just a few days ago in the palace, she was drunk, full of charm. She put her arms around his neck, kissed him with her red lips, took off her clothes, and whispered sweet nothings in his ear, calling his name again and again, kissing, biting, and scratching his chest...
Were all these false? How could things change so quickly? How could she throw herself into someone else's arms in the blink of an eye and drive him away so fiercely! He didn't even have the chance to say that he wanted to elope with her!
Yu Zixi said with red - rimmed eyes and a trembling voice, "Dongling! The child in Miss Qi's belly is not mine. I've never touched her! You know that I only like you..."
"Young Master Yu!" Wei Dongling interrupted him sharply, "Compared to life and death, what does your so - called liking count for?" Whether the child is yours or not, I don't want to know at all!
When Yu Zixi heard that Wei Dongling had an accident in Jiangcheng, he couldn't help but rush over in a hurry to find her! Even though she claimed that the person she liked was Li Mingyang, although his heart ached, he still couldn't ignore her life or death! He rushed here day and night and fought desperately with the Zhao family's killers for her. But she left without saying goodbye? He chased after her all night. Last night, when their carriage overturned, he stepped forward to help her out of trouble, but she still didn't even want to look at him!
Now she was actually telling him that his liking didn't count for anything?
Yu Zixi's heart ached terribly. With red - rimmed eyes, he said tremulously, "Dongling, you once promised me that you would accompany me to travel all over the country, listen to the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and watch the snow in the north of the Great Wall. I just want to ask you one thing. Does your promise still count?"