Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1154: Wen Xiao’ai Faints
"Brother Ye Qi, what are you doing?" Wen Xiao’ai looked at Ye Qi, who was kneeling beside her.
"Brother Ye Qi is here with you." Ye Qi smiled and said.
"You still have wounds."
"It’s fine."
"No, hurry up and get up, don’t worry about me." Wen Xiao’ai said as she pulled Ye Qi’s arm, trying to lift him up.
"Then if you obediently apply the medicine, I’ll get up."
"I don’t want to." Wen Xiao’ai pouted and was adamant about not giving in.
Thus, in the great hall,
the two of them continued kneeling like this.
Feng Liyan stood to the side, hands behind his back, pacing back and forth.
After kneeling for several hours, their knees were both aching and numb, and their backs were sore to the point of nearly collapsing.
The air, cold and frosty, seemed to pierce straight into their hearts, leaving Wen Xiao’ai cold and hungry.
Feng Liyan went to see the Clan Leader in the afternoon, though it was unclear what was said, he returned with a particularly awful expression, surely another argument had ensued.
Accompanying Feng Liyan was Elder Ye,
who left after failing to persuade them for a while.
Late at night,
the candlelight flickered in the great hall, and the cold wind kept rushing in from outside, making people’s teeth chatter.
Feng Liyan brought in food, but Wen Xiao’ai didn’t touch a single bite.
Still, she kept her back straight, kneeling with unfaltering discipline.
"Cough, cough..."
In the silent great hall, Ye Qi suddenly started coughing.
Then, as if suffering from a severe illness, he couldn’t stop coughing.
"Cough, cough... cough, cough..."
"Brother Ye Qi." Wen Xiao’ai looked at Ye Qi with worry.
Feng Liyan hurried over, "What’s the matter?"
"...It’s nothing, cough, cough..." Ye Qi, whose complexion was already poor, turned even paler after kneeling for several hours.
"Get up first." Feng Liyan supported Ye Qi to help him stand, but Ye Qi pushed him away and refused.
"It’s nothing."
"Are you two trying to drive me crazy? It’s hard enough with one, and now you’re adding to the mess." Feng Liyan shouted at him in frustration while administering medicine.
"Cough, cough..." Ye Qi’s coughing worsened, to the point where he couldn’t speak.
"Brother Ye Qi, don’t kneel with me."
Wen Xiao’ai was already feeling terribly pained inside, now her chest felt even heavier and more painful.
"It’s nothing."
After taking the medicine, Ye Qi finally stopped coughing.
Outside the great hall, two figures stood silently, watching the pair kneeling inside.
After a sigh, one of them turned and left.
The other followed suit and left as well.
"Clan Leader..."
Elder Ye had just started speaking when the Clan Leader interrupted.
"Let them kneel." The Clan Leader’s words carried a sense of helplessness and exhaustion.
With that, he walked forward...
As the night deepened, the temperature continued to drop.
Wen Xiao’ai was shivering uncontrollably, her face pale, longing deeply for the warmth of her room and Jun Moyan’s embrace.
Beside her, Ye Qi was no better off.
Gritting her teeth, she managed to endure through the night. Wen Xiao’ai’s body swayed slightly, feeling lightheaded and uncomfortable.
Exhausted, she pinched her arm hard, forcing herself to stay alert.
Her legs had lost all sensation from kneeling repeatedly throughout the night.
Wen Xiao’ai’s breath became increasingly unstable, and her vision began to blur and darken.
"Thud."
"Xiao’ai."
"Little Princess."
Finally, Wen Xiao’ai’s body slumped to the side, fainting.
Princess’s Palace—
"Jun Moyan..."
"Jun Moyan..."
Ye Qi looked at Wen Xiao’ai, unconscious and pale on the bed, constantly calling out for Jun Moyan, feeling an unbearable heartache.
