Dongfang Yi was about to say something else when she noticed something was off about the man in front of her. Immediately afterwards, she saw him clutch his stomach and kneel on the ground.
She rushed over quickly, knelt on the ground and asked, "Situ Qing, what's wrong with you?"
Looking at him up close, she realized that the front of his clothes was completely soaked. When she dipped her finger in it, her hand was covered in blood.
"How did you get injured?!" she exclaimed.
Maybe it was because of the backlight just now that she didn't notice at all that his clothes were already saturated with blood.
"Are you worried about me?" Situ Qing tilted his head back, his lips pale as he asked the woman in front of him.
Looking at his state, Dongfang Yi felt a pang of distress in her heart, and her eyes welled up with tears.
She quickly helped him up and walked towards the bed.
"You're such a fool! You got injured and didn't say a word!" she roared with a sob.
Situ Qing looked at her and actually laughed out loud, as if he was in a great mood. She still hadn't changed at all.
Dongfang Yi rummaged around the palace for medicinal herbs to treat injuries. She still remembered that there had been a lot of golden sore medicine left in the palace when she hurt her foot last time.
When she looked back and saw the silly smile on the man on the bed, she frowned immediately, ran over and gave him a hard knock on the head.
"What are you laughing at! You're almost dying!" she said in a stern voice.
Then she started to untie his clothes.
Situ Qing looked at the angry woman in front of him and said like a child, "I like seeing you worried about me."
Hearing this, Dongfang Yi tugged hard at his clothes. When she heard the man cry out in pain, she was satisfied and criticized him, "What's wrong with you? How did you get injured again?!"
"If I said it was Helian Qi who injured me, would you hate him?" he asked.
Rarely, he put away the smile on his lips.
Hearing this, Dongfang Yi's movements froze for a moment. After a moment of hesitation on her face, she replied, "Situ Qing, don't talk like this..."
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the man in front of her who burst into wild laughter.
Situ Qing laughed wildly. The laughter sounded so fake, but he still kept laughing, and even blood started to seep out from his wound.
"Enough, stop laughing!" Dongfang Yi frowned and said.
She reached out and patted his head again.
Situ Qing then stopped laughing, but his eyes stared at her intently, and the corners of his mouth were still hooked, but there was clearly no trace of a smile in his peach - blossom eyes.
Dongfang Yi only glanced at him and then couldn't bear to look anymore.
How could she not know his feelings for her? But she just couldn't respond. Her heart had already been given to someone else. How could she give him false hope?
Thinking of this, she continued to bandage his wound.
Situ Qing looked at the top of the woman's head in front of him, reached out and stroked it. He clearly felt her pause for a moment.
"Xiaodong, do you still remember when we were at the Duoyu Inn? You said it was your dream. You dreamed of opening a shop. If you go back with me this time, I'll give you all my shares, okay?"
There was even a hint of pleading in his tone.
At this moment, he so hoped that the woman in front of him would be like before and just make up her mind to leave the palace with him.
After he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the air. Then Dongfang Yi let out a long sigh and finished bandaging his wound.
"Qingqing, I'm sorry..." she said.
Now she had already seen clearly her feelings for Helian Qi. She also knew that there were too many uncertainties in the palace. She wanted to stay by his side.
Situ Qing looked at the woman in front of him with a hurt look in his eyes. It was as if there were broken glass shards in his chest, stabbing his heart.
"The bandaging is done. You should go quickly. There are too many spies in the palace." Dongfang Yi still kept her head down and said.
She didn't dare to look into the man's eyes in front of her for fear of seeing the hurt look in them and feeling extremely guilty.
Situ Qing let out a bitter laugh again, then rolled off the bed and walked towards the window he had come through.
Just as he was about to climb out, he suddenly heard the woman behind him say again, "Don't come again in the future, Qingqing. It's not safe in the palace."
Hearing this, he didn't reply and just climbed out.
Dongfang Yi looked at the empty window. Cold air was still pouring in in gusts, but she seemed not to feel the cold at all. She just stood there in the draft.
She didn't know if her eyes were made red by the wind.
Since she knew clearly that she couldn't give him any response, the best way was not to give him any hope.
The palace was not a peaceful place. Moreover, he was a prince of the former dynasty. Coming here was simply taking risks. How could she just ignore it?
Thinking of this, she let out a long sigh and walked to the window to close it.
After lying down on the couch, her heart was still pounding wildly and she couldn't calm down.
It was destined to be a sleepless night.
On the other side, Situ Qing, who had climbed out of the window, was now staying in the tree outside Dongfang Yi's palace.
He reached into his bosom and took out something. It was a piece of cloth with some crooked words written on it.
"From today onwards, half of the shares of the Duoyu Inn shall belong to Dongfang Yi. If anyone violates this, they shall be punished."
This piece of cloth was the so - called "contract" that Dongfang Yi had made back then. She had said that a contract was a promise, and once the two parties signed it, they could never violate it.
But now...
He reached out and gently stroked the cinnabar fingerprint on the cloth. It was personally stamped by Dongfang Yi.
He still couldn't forget the look on that woman's face back then. She was naughty and triumphant. In short, she was so cute that he could never forget her.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but let out a self - deprecating sneer. There was a sudden pain in his stomach. It turned out that the wound he had just bandaged had accidentally split open.
He exerted a little force with his hand, and the piece of cloth shattered in the wind.
He stared at the direction where the fragments were floating with bloodshot eyes. A tear rolled down the corner of his eye.
Some people said that one shouldn't meet someone too amazing, otherwise it would be extremely painful when they parted.
Maybe Dongfang Yi was that amazing person in his life who no one else could compare to.
He hung his head and pondered for a while, then ran towards another direction in the palace.
If you looked carefully, you could find that the direction he was running towards seemed to be the palace of a certain imperial concubine.
Early the next morning, Dongfang Yi was woken up by the noisy sounds outside the palace. She frowned unhappily and got out of bed.
She had tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep last night. She had just dozed off vaguely in the early morning, but unexpectedly, she was woken up by the noise as soon as she woke up.