in2ebook Chapter 159 Trying to be in love
Chapter 159 Trying to be in love
If Xia Yanxiang hadn't forcibly changed her pulse, Yue Qing would never have simply said these few words.
But Yue Qing was right. If Xia Yanxiang didn't pay more attention, she might really lose her life.
After coughing, Xia Yanxiang lay down heavily in the quilt, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
Although Mo Yuchen said that he would wait another day to visit Xia Yanxiang, on the second night, he couldn't help himself and quietly went to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Knock knock."
Mo Yuchen waited outside for a long time but didn't hear any sound from the house. He became anxious and knocked on the window frame again.
"Who is it?" Xia Yanxiang's voice came softly from the room, weak and frail, making people feel distressed.
"Yan Yan, it's me."
Mo Yuchen hadn't secretly come to Xia Yanxiang's window for such a long time that he had almost forgotten. How could Yanyan not know that he was the only one who would knock on her window in the middle of the night.
"Your Highness Prince Luo..." Xia Yanxiang struggled to get up, touched her burning forehead, fumbled to get up and pour some water to drink to moisten her throat.
"Your Highness Prince Luo, why did you come here in the middle of the night? Is there something urgent?"
"Yan Yan, how are you?" Even through the window, Mo Yuchen could hear Xia Yanxiang's hoarse voice and was really worried.
Xia Yanxiang forced herself to listen carefully to what Mo Yuchen said. It seemed that there was nothing urgent, so she slowly walked back and lay back on the bed.
"Nothing serious, just a bit of a cold."
Mo Yuchen's faint voice penetrated the window, but seemed to be blown away by the wind, and Xia Yanxiang did not hear it clearly.
"what happened?"
Xia Yanxiang's voice was vague, probably because she was confused due to the fever. Mo Yuchen could no longer bear it, so he opened the window and jumped into Xia Yanxiang's room.
People who practice martial arts have better eyesight than ordinary people. Mo Yuchen saw the red-faced Xia Yanxiang lying on the bed at a glance.
"Yan Yan!" Mo Yuchen took two steps towards Xia Yanxiang without any hesitation, stretched out his hand and touched Xia Yanxiang's face, but was burned by Xia Yanxiang's temperature.
"Yan Yan! Why is the fever so severe?!"
Mo Yuchen immediately stood up, quickly found a cold towel and put it on Xia Yanxiang's face, trying to cool her down.
Xia Yanxiang opened her eyes vaguely: "How did you get in?"
When Mo Yuchen came to see her before, he always stood outside the window and talked to her. Why did he come in tonight?
"Where is the jade pendant I gave you?" The jade pendant was a piece of Hetian jade and was very cold. It just came in handy now.
Xia Yanxiang recalled vaguely, took it out from under the pillow, and handed it to Mo Yuchen.
Although Xia Yanxiang had a severe fever, she looked soft and cute.
Mo Yuchen placed the jade pendant on Xia Yanxiang's neck. The cool feeling relieved Xia Yanxiang's discomfort.
Xia Yanxiang gradually regained consciousness. She saw Mo Yuchen squatting in front of her, with tension and worry showing in her black eyes.
"Don't worry, Your Highness. It's okay. I can handle it."
"Enough!" It was the first time that Mo Yuchen spoke like this in front of Xia Yanxiang. His words seemed to be quenched by ice, but then melted into cool water, slowly flowing into Xia Yanxiang's heart.
"If you are sick, then you are sick. Why do you have to force it?" Mo Yuchen stood up and wet the cold towel again, and covered Xia Yanxiang's eyes with it. "It's not difficult to admit that you are sometimes a little weak."
Xia Yanxiang couldn't see Mo Fuchen, but she could feel Mo Fuchen's eyes. She wondered in her heart, what kind of look would Mo Fuchen have at this moment, would it be one of blame?
Tsk, I never thought that Xia Yanxiang would one day care about a man’s attitude towards her.
It's like living backwards!
"No matter what kind of relationship we have, Yanyan, you are yourself first. You can do whatever you want. Just don't forget to take care of yourself." Although Mo Yuchen didn't understand why Xia Yanxiang was so different from before, he never asked.
That is the secret that Xia Yanxiang has hidden, which Xia Yanxiang cannot speak out frankly. It is buried under layers of ice, but it will eventually see the light of day.
Xia Yanxiang may not really understand Mo Fuchen's feelings, but she can hear Mo Fuchen's heartache and indulgence.
"Mo Yuchen," Xia Yanxiang rarely called Mo Yuchen's name, "I have a secret, but I don't want to tell you."
Mo Yuchen took away the cold handkerchief and stared straight into Xia Yanxiang's eyes: "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it."
"Yan Yan, I like you, but I don't expect you to like me. It's hard for two people to like each other. But I still selfishly want to marry you, to be with you day and night, and to have a mutual understanding with you."
"I thought, at least I should be able to protect you, Yanyan. Whatever you want to do, I can help you, even if I have to become a knife in your hand. I only ask one thing of you, that you must live, live well, live peacefully for the rest of your life, even if I cannot marry you."
Mo Yuchen felt that his words were somewhat inconsistent, but he had no intention of changing his words.
Xia Yanxiang looked at Mo Yuchen steadily, and the ice in her heart melted little by little.
Xia Yanxiang didn't understand why. Although she had so much love from her family, she still had a high wall of ice built in her heart. In this dark night, it was melted little by little by Mo Yuchen.
"Mo Yuchen, I am from hell, without a future or light. Even so, are you still willing to see me?"
Mo Yuchen smiled. In this night where you couldn't see your fingers clearly, and in this night when Xia Yanxiang was running a high fever, he raised his lips slightly and said, "Of course, my lifesaver."
Help... benefactor?
Xia Yanxiang didn't understand what Mo Yuchen meant, and Mo Yuchen didn't give Xia Yanxiang time to think: "Yanyan, I can be your knife, Xia Yanxiang's knife."
"You are Xia Yanxiang, so I am willing to be your knife."
Mo Yuchen gently kissed Xia Yanxiang's neck where the jade pendant was placed, without any desire, only piety and belonging.
"Mo Yuchen, now, I am willing to marry you."
It’s not about interests or cooperation, but as Xia Yanxiang, she is willing to marry Mo Chen.
"I, Xia Yanxiang, am willing to marry Mo Yuchen." The girl, who was wet all over, whispered softly in Mo Yuchen's ear and opened her heart.
Mo Yuchen was startled, his whole body froze, and then he slowly raised his head in disbelief, looking at Xia Yanxiang who was so close to him, and two words popped out from his thin lips: "What..."
"If you can't hear clearly, then just assume that I didn't say it!" Xia Yanxiang was almost sober now, and she would not repeat what she said a second time.
"I heard it clearly!" Mo Yuchen admitted it first because he was afraid that she would regret it.
Xia Yanxiang pursed her lips and smiled slightly, her eyes were clear and undisguised: "Then, Your Highness Prince Luo, do you want to try to have mutual affection?"