ing pressed into the water.
The suffocating sensation turned into long vines that crawled all over his nerves and strangled his nerves bit by bit.

During the time when Shi Ye was unconscious, he also seemed to have his soul sucked out.
No matter what he did, he could not find the energy to do anything, and spent the whole day and night in front of Shi Ye’s bed.

A’Gu often ran away and came to him and every time the little eunuch came looking for him in distress.  Then A’Gu would hold on to Wen Chi’s trouser legs, and whenever Wen Chi wanted to give it to the little eunuch, it would start whimpering pitifully at Wen Chi.

Wen Chi was the least resistant to this kind of small animal.
A’Gu would just whimper for a while before he would give in and surrender.
So he discussed with the little eunuch to keep A’Gu by his side for the time being and return A’Gu to him after he left. 

The little eunuch naturally refused.


Although Wen Chi is from the Eastern Palace, the little eunuch doesn’t know Wen Chi’s status in the East Palace, let alone whether Wen Chi is favored by His Royal Highness or not.
If Wen Chi is not as good as this white fox in His Highness’s heart, and if Wen Chi was not as good as this white fox in His Highness’s heart, then the eunuch would be asking for death if he agreed.

But the little eunuch didn’t dare to offend Wen Chi, he hugged A’Gu who was struggling non-stop, his whole face was wrinkled and the embarrassment in his expression almost turning into substance.

Seeing how torn the little eunuch was, Wen Chi did not want to make things difficult for him.
So he waved his hand and said, “It’s alright, you can take A’Gu back.”

As if the little eunuch was granted amnesty, he hastily bent down and bowed to Wen Chi and said gratefully: “Thank you, Young Master Wen, for your understanding.”

Seeing the little eunuch running away in a wisp of smoke holding A’Gu in his arms, Wen Chi chuckled, turned around and entered the room and saw Shi Ye still lying on the bed soundlessly.

The sheets under Shi Ye’s body and the quilt on his body were all changed by Wen Chi.
The Process was difficult and Wen Chi would be so tired that he wouldn’t get up from the chair for a long time afterwards.

Wen Chi walked gently to the bedside, lowered her eyes and looked at Shi Ye for a long time.

Perhaps it was because Shi Ye had been lying down for too long, his face was getting paler and paler, just like the snow outside the window, with no trace of blood visible, his lips were dry and white, and he looked extremely weak.

Shi Ye’s state of unconsciousness continued from that night until now, without any improvement.

Wen Chi sat on the edge of the bed and slowly grabbed Shi Ye’s hand.

He felt that Shi Ye’s hand was cold, from the palm to the fingertips.
Obviously he was holding Shi Ye’s hand but it was as if he was holding a puddle of cold water.

In his memory, both Shi Ye’s face and Shi Ye’s hands were both cold, as if Shi Ye’s body temperature was low, even lower than normal.

But Wen Chi didn’t know if it’s his illusion, but it seemed that Shi Ye’s body temperature was even lower now.

Wen Chi hesitated for a while and decided to go to the bamboo forest to have a look – since Shi Ye came from there, there might be some clues left there.

Although Wen Chi had such a plan in his heart, he still waited patiently until night.


Darkness came early in the winter and the whole villa fell into silence, even Lin Yu and Yue Gui, who had been making a fuss all day, went back to the house early to rest.

Wen Chi slept on a bed in another room for more than an hour.
When he woke up, it was already late at night.
Seeing that it was almost time, he walked out of the room with a lantern.

Pushing open the door, there was a gust of night wind blowing with snow and it hurt his cheeks.
Fortunately, Wen Chi was prepared, he tightened his heavy cloak ,covered his head with the hoodie behind it and quickly walked into the snow with his head lowered.


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