Ignoring his exhaustion, Long Xuanmo rushed to Mengchen Pavilion. Upon seeing Hang Qingming seated in the living room, a trace of icy killing intent flickered in his dark eyes as he strode into Yang Mengchen's room.
As soon as he entered the room, he smelled a strong scent of medicine, and then saw the person lying quietly on the bed, her complexion so pale it was almost transparent, as if she could disappear at any moment. Long Xuanmo's heart felt as if it was being ruthlessly gouged by a knife, an unbearable, intense pain.
"Prince, have you brought the Phoenix Blood Lotus?" Doctor Luo asked urgently, his beard unkempt, his eyes bloodshot, devoid of his usual calm composure, looking visibly haggard.
The others were not much different, Yang Mengchen's breath becoming increasingly difficult to detect. They were all panicking, but at a loss for what to do.
In these eleven days, the Yang Mansion had been enveloped in gloom and doom, deathly still.
No one dared to believe that the benevolent, pure-hearted, and capable Yang Mengchen would really leave them.
However, as the situation visibly worsened, everyone began to feel uncertain, still clinging to one in a million hope. They knew they should prepare for the worst, but no one was willing to speak of it, nor dared to inform Old Master Yang and the others.
Opening the package, Long Xuanmo handed the black brocade box to Doctor Luo.
Doctor Luo took it and opened it to see a tearfully bright, nine-petal lotus lying quietly inside the box. There seemed to be a phoenix about to spread its wings and soar, and a bone-chilling cold air instantly spread, making everyone in the room shiver uncontrollably.
As expected, it was the legendary Phoenix Blood Lotus, the best of medicines. Doctor Luo hurried out to brew the medicine, with Yang Cheng'an accompanying him.
Seeing Long Xuanmo walk to the bedside, everyone tactfully left the room, leaving space for the two of them.
Gripping Yang Mengchen's ice-cold hands tightly, pressing them against his own cheeks, Long Xuanmo's eyes were filled with regret, self-blame, and pleading, "Ah Jiu, I was wrong! I shouldn't have spoken those words that hurt you, I truly know my mistake! Will you wake up, please? Even if you hit me or scold me, even if you ignore me, it's all fine, I just beg you to wake up! Ah Jiu, please wake up!"
There's a saying, "A man weeps not for trifles, but only when deep sorrow strikes," and now, two lines of clear tears silently traced Long Xuanmo's gaunt and haggard cheeks.
Yang Mengchen didn't move, still showing no signs of awakening.
"Ah Jiu, from the beginning to the end, you are the only one in my heart; I never thought of marrying another woman. The reason I said those things was just to see if you would be jealous for me." Long Xuanmo knew Yang Mengchen understood animal language, and that's why he had deliberately mentioned marrying Ms. Su.
In truth, aside from himself and his confidants, no one knew, "In fact, even if you never got jealous, I'd rather be alone than marry someone else! I can never let go of you, and of course, I'd avoid other women!"
No response from Yang Mengchen, but Long Xuanmo didn't give up and continued talking to her, "Ah Jiu, do you remember the first time we met?"
That time, his cousin was critically ill, and he had traveled day and night to arrive at Yongchang Town. At Apricot Forest Hall, he saw her for the first time. Despite her youthful appearance, she was composed and calm, her eyes lively and intelligent, with a hint of stubborn pride. From that moment, she was deeply etched into his heart.
Back then, she was still young, and he was unaware of his feelings, but he wanted to be by her side. Seeing her every day brought him an unprecedented sense of peace and tranquility.
Her intelligence, capability, kindness, and goodness were like a bright full moon that made the stars pale in comparison, hanging high in the vast sky, irresistibly drawing him in and making him want to know more and more about her.
Seeing Chen Siyuan show affection for her, he felt a surge of jealousy for the first time, the jealousy belonging to a man.
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