Chapter 455 - You Seem to Want Yan Anchun To Be Hi
Evil Prince, Come Play With Me
âTake me to him.â Gu Bailu wasnât completely reassured.
âYou just get some rest. Heâll be fine since Mr. Xiao is here, although he might suffer a lot.â Ye Ying tried to make her lord sound more miserable.
Her lord was so nice to the former princess, yet the former princess had been so brutal to him the other day.
Gu Bailu looked at her own feet and decided to drop it, as she would probably die from the pain before she reached Feng Qingtianâs room.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Besides, she couldnât do anything to save him even if she checked on him.
She could help with common illnesses, but certainly not with a Heavenly Tribulation.
âThen what about Yan Anchun? How is she?â
Actually, she only wanted to know if Yan Anchun was still alive.
âI donât know. The lord doesnât allow his subordinates to enter the new princessâs room.â Ye Ying left.
Gu Bailu recalled Feng Qingtianâs wounds. His appealing and tight back was burned and blistered. It was going to be nasty when the blisters burst.
It was hard to say if he would be able to fully recover.
Gu Bailu was quite upset. She hadnât done anything wrong, but why had things ended up like this?
However, Yan Anchun should be fine, since Gu Bailu had drawn the Heavenly Tribulation to herself.
From that perspective, Feng Qingtian had been injured in order to help Yan Anchun.
So, Gu Bailu neednât feel sorry for him... Not when she had been injured herself...
Thinking that, Gu Bailu soon fell asleep.
After a long while, when her head was throbbing due to the pain in her feet, she woke up in a daze and saw an indistinct shadow in front of her. She shouted in fear, âWho are you?â
âDonât be scared. Itâs me,â said Feng Qingtian in the dark.
However, his voice was low and hoarse, and he didnât sound like his usual confident self.
Gu Bailu wanted to sit up, but Feng Qingtian pressed her down. âJust lie there. Donât move about with your injured feet.â
âYouâre more badly hurt than I am. Why are you here instead of lying down?â Gu Bailu looked at him in confusion.
Why was he in her room in the middle of the night when he was heavily injured?
He should be in Yan Anchunâs room if he wanted company.
âI was worried that you might be unable to sleep. Does it hurt?â Feng Qingtian looked at her feet regretfully.
He felt frustrated that his woman had to suffer like this.
He used to be a powerful man, but now could only protect his woman through tricks and schemes.
He missed the days when he was high and mighty and nobody could stop him.
âYes. Thatâs why I woke up. But it must be worse for you.â Gu Bailu could only imagine how he felt. Only her feet had been burnt, and she couldnât sleep, but Feng Qingtianâs entire back had been burnt.
âMy skin is thick. Iâm not scared of pain.â Feng Qingtian stroked her forehead but didnât move, probably because it would hurt if he did
His actions were quite stiff.
âDonât touch me... How is Yan Anchun?â asked Gu Bailu.
âAlive. Mr. Xiao said that she can be kept alive at best, and she canât live as vivid a life as before.â Feng Qingtian grabbed her hand. âThank god it was her. I donât know what I would do if it were you.â
Gu Bailu rolled her eyes. âWhat are you talking about? You almost sound like youâre glad that she was hit.â