The Pretty Wife of General Jinxiu Huanian

Chapter 123 Yunxi Care

Yunxi hasn't had any rest in the past few days and has been guarding the prince's bedside. Her appearance is heartbreaking.

Her eyes were red and bloodshot, her face was as white as paper, but her gaze was firm.

In the early morning, the sun shone obliquely into the room. Yunxi jumped up and walked slowly to the prince's bedside, as light as a cat.

The prince was still asleep, his brows tightly furrowed, and he hummed from time to time. It was obvious that he was still in pain.

Yunxi reached out her hand and carefully tucked the corner of the quilt for the prince. Her eyes were full of heartache, as if tears were about to drip out of them.

She turned and walked to the table, picked up the wet cloth she had prepared last night, wrung it out with both hands, and quickly returned to the bedside, wiping the sweat from the prince's forehead with such gentle movements as if she was afraid of damaging a treasure.

"Prince, you must get better soon." Yunxi lowered her voice and murmured softly, the voice was light and soft.

As Yunxi wiped the wound, she stared at the prince's face and kept muttering, "Prince, you don't know that since you fell ill, the whole palace has been in chaos.

You must be more courageous, get better soon, and lead us to live a good life."

As he spoke, Yunxi's eyes turned red again.

She touched the prince's forehead for a while, then held the prince's hand, and kept talking: "Prince, if you wake up, I will make anything you want to eat.

Even if it's the stars in the sky, as long as you ask, I will find a way to pick them for you."

At this time, Yunxi was almost sticking to the prince, staring at him without blinking, hoping that the prince would open his eyes soon.

At this time, the maid Cui'er came in with breakfast.

"Madam, please eat something. You'll be ruined if you keep going like this."

Cui'er said with a worried look on her face. She frowned, rubbing her hands in front of her body, staring at Yunxi with anxious eyes.

Yunxi shook her head: "I have no appetite, let's put it aside for now." Yunxi's eyes were red, her hair was a little messy, and she looked exhausted.

Cui Er said anxiously, "Madam, you can't do this. If you fall ill, what will happen to the Marquis' Mansion?"

Cui'er stamped her feet anxiously and her voice became a little louder.

Yunxi glanced at Cui'er and sighed, "I know what you mean, but with the prince like this, how can I have the heart to eat?"

Yunxi's eyes were dim and her voice was filled with deep helplessness.

After saying this, Yunxi looked at the prince again, her eyes full of concern. She leaned forward slightly, her hands resting lightly on the edge of the bed, staring at the prince intently, as if the prince was her whole world.

After a while, the prince slowly opened his eyes. His face was as pale as paper, his lips were bloodless, and his eyes were weak.

"Yunxi..." The prince's voice was weak.

Yunxi quickly came over: "Prince, you are awake, how do you feel?"

Yunxi's face instantly lit up, and her eyes were full of surprise and anticipation.

The prince forced a smile and said, "I'm much better now, don't worry."

As the prince spoke, he wanted to raise his hand to comfort Yunxi, but his hand only moved slightly before falling down weakly again.

Yunxi knew that the prince was trying to comfort her, and she felt even more distressed. Tears welled up in her eyes, but she tried hard not to let them fall.

"Your Highness, let me feed you some porridge." Yunxi said, picking up the bowl of porridge beside her.

Yunxi's hands were shaking a little, and the bowl of porridge shook in her hands.

The prince nodded. Yunxi carefully scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it gently, and brought it to the prince's mouth.

Yunxi's movements were extremely gentle, for fear of hurting the prince.

The prince swallowed a few mouthfuls of porridge with great effort, then shook his head: "I can't eat anymore."

The prince frowned and looked very tired.

Yunxi put down the bowl of porridge and held the prince's hand: "Then you can sleep a little longer."

In the afternoon, Yunxi asked the maid to boil medicine.

She sat on the edge of the bed, holding a needle and thread, wanting to mend a piece of clothing for the prince, but her mind was all on the prince, and the needle accidentally pricked her finger.

"Oh." Yunxi cried softly.

The prince heard the voice and opened his eyes: "What's wrong?"

Yunxi quickly said, "It's okay, I just got pricked accidentally."

The prince looked at her distressedly, his eyes full of pity, and frowned as he said, "Girl, you are always so careless. Don't just care about me, take care of yourself too."

Yunxi smiled, a stubborn look on her face: "As long as the prince can get better, everything I do is worth it."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and continued to mend the clothes with such seriousness, as if these clothes were her only hope.

The medicine was ready, and Yunxi brought it over personally. The smell of the medicine filled the room, a bit pungent.

"Your Highness, it's time to take your medicine." Yunxi helped the prince up, her movements as gentle as if she were treating a rare treasure.

The prince frowned, looked at the bowl of black medicine, curled his lips and said, "This medicine is too bitter."

Yunxi coaxed him, her eyes full of tenderness: "Only after drinking the medicine can you get better quickly. I prepared candied fruit, so it won't be bitter after you drink it."

The prince smiled helplessly, took the medicine bowl, took a deep breath, tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp. His decisiveness showed some of the prince's aura.

Yunxi quickly handed over the candied fruit. The prince put it in his mouth, and his brows finally relaxed. He smacked his lips and said, "You are really thoughtful."

At night, the prince had a high fever again, and Yunxi kept using wet towels to cool him down.

"Your Highness, you must hold on." Yunxi's voice was tinged with tears, her eyes were red, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

Her hands kept changing the towels, and she kept muttering, "Get rid of the fever quickly, get rid of the fever quickly."

After tossing and turning for most of the night, the prince's fever finally subsided. Yunxi finally breathed a sigh of relief and slumped down on the edge of the bed, as if all his strength and bones had been pulled out.

As soon as the sky was getting light, Yunxi became busy again, preparing new medicine and meals for the prince.

She was busy in the kitchen, her figure exuding determination and persistence.

After boiling the medicine and preparing the food, Yunxi carefully brought them into the room.

"Prince, it's time to take your medicine and eat." Yunxi called softly.

The prince slowly opened his eyes, looked at Yunxi's exhausted face, and said distressedly: "Thank you for your hard work."

Yunxi shook her head: "It's not hard. As long as the prince can get better, I'm not afraid of anything."

The prince looked at her, his eyes full of emotion: "It is a blessing for me to have you take care of me like this."

Yunxi smiled, a smile full of satisfaction: "Your Highness, getting well soon is the greatest gift to me."

In this way, Yunxi took good care of the prince day after day, hoping that the prince would recover soon.