"Don’t die! Boohoo, I’m begging you..."
The Barbarian General’s skin was a wheatish color, always a deep tan, but now it was unusually pale, either from excessive blood loss or because he was really at his end. Even his naturally attractive full lips were gradually changing color.
So the moment he closed his eyes, Yun Chunnuan panicked.
She had never tried using the Blood Beads to save a life; she only knew that it could heal wounds.
But this fool, the dagger had pierced his heart!
He can’t die!
He mustn’t die!
If he died, what was the point of her crossing over to this world?
An unprecedented fear struck Yun Chunnuan, leaving her flustered.
After slapping him, she thought of doing CPR.
But she had never learned the correct method; in a state of panic, she took a deep breath and pressed her soft lips against his increasingly cold and pale lips.
Raindrop-like tears streamed down her eyes, falling on his nose, face, and lips.
His long eyelashes slowly opened, partially revealing those amber eyes, dull, dazed, and foolish.
He could feel the pain, taste her tears, and even more so feel the sweet and soft lips resting on his own, a sensation unbelievably wonderful.
But precisely because of this, Yelyu Lie felt as if he was truly dead.
She initiated it, kissing him?
She... said she loved him...
The first time he felt his heart moved, the first time he fell in love...
If death could exchange for this strange meeting.
He didn’t want to wake up.
Love and relationships used to be the most laughable things to Yelyu Lie.
He couldn’t understand why his men would cry and yearn for their wives and children in the barracks, such weakness.
He had punished those soldiers for it.
Now... Yelyu Lie felt he was reaping what he sowed.
It turned out, compared to the person he cherished in his heart, nothing else mattered anymore.
He gently parted his lips, enveloping her soft, tear-streaked tender lips.
With his slowly regaining strength, he tightly wrapped his arms around her slender waist.
Gently yet firmly, he deepened the kiss that was driving him wild.
He thought he was dead, so the wound didn’t matter; he wanted to indulge in this final moment of beauty.
’Slap—’
Who would have thought, another slap came.
It made Yelyu Lie dumbfounded.
The little face covered in tear stains and blood marks was furious, "You played dead to scare me?!"
Yelyu Lie: "..."
He blinked his eyes, his long and thick eyelashes fluttering, his clear eyes full of confusion.
So, was he dead or not?
"Nuannuan..."
"Get lost! Don’t call me! How dare you play dead! How dare you play dead! Boohoo, you scared me! You scared me!"
She raised her hand and hit him on the chest, worried that the wound might worsen.
Not daring to hit him, she could only sit on the ground, crying her heart out in frustration, "Why are you so wicked! How can you do this to me! I came to this world with no relatives and no reason, my only thought was you! You said you’d trust me, but I told you, that wasn’t me, why won’t you believe me, boohoo!!!"
She cried and spoke incoherently.
Yelyu Lie was completely flustered, the wound on his chest hurt with every movement, but he struggled to sit up and wipe the tears off her face.
It hurt!
Seeing her crying like a tearful little girl hurt more than the knife that had just pierced his chest!
But...
But she clearly admitted that the dudou and the letter belonged to this body!
What’s the difference between this body and her?
Why was she so aggrieved?
Yelyu Lie couldn’t understand...
But at this moment, he just wanted to wipe her tear-streaked little face, "Nuannuan..."
"What ’Nuannuan’! Lie down and don’t move!" Yun Chunnuan sniffed, fiercer than ever.
Once the man lay flat, she hurriedly tore off the clothes slashed by the dagger, seeing that deep and wide wound, on the surface, it was now just a shallow scar.
She breathed a sigh of relief but didn’t dare to be careless.
Afraid that it wasn’t healed internally.
A soft, nasal voice came from her mouth, "Lie still, don’t move at all, did you hear me? I’m going to fetch the doctor!"
Such a big Yelyu Lie obediently lay on the ground, not daring to move an inch.
He blinked his eyes, staring at the animal skulls hanging from the ceiling, feeling like he was dreaming.
Including everything that had just happened, was all a dream.