Gu Xun was gravely injured and had only woken up once during the night.
He had already lost a great deal of blood, and combined with the effects of the medicine, Gu Xun was sleeping very soundly.
Fortunately, the Imperial Physician said he was out of danger. It was just that his injuries were so severe and he was so weakened that he remained in a deep slumber.
With a little more time, he would wake up.
Pei Yan held Ling in his arms, looking down on Gu Xun.
The man on the daybed was ashen-faced. In just a short time, his cheeks had grown gaunt, making him look truly pitiful.
'Good thing Ah Yin didn't come,' he thought. 'She's so soft-hearted, she would have surely felt sorry for Gu Xun.'
Even though her pity for him had nothing to do with romantic love, Pei Yan was still displeased.
He was greedy. He wanted all of Mei Wanying's emotions to be reserved for him, and him alone.
Ling slid out of Pei Yan's arms and stood by the bed, looking at Gu Xun.
