“Wait!”

Suddenly, Eunuch Ling came out of the camp and stopped the guards. That gave Hua Qingxin a slight hope.

It seemed that… someone would like to help her.

“Mr. Ling, how is His Majesty?”

“Has His Majesty waken up?”

Consort Ming and Li Zhuozhuo stepped forward with anxious expressions as if they wished to kick Eunuch Ling out of the way immediately. However, Eunuch Ling was calm and composed, replying politely, “Yes, His Majesty has waken up, but he still feels uncomfortable…”

“Then let me see him.” Li Zhuozhuo said as she tried to squeeze herself into the camp from a chink. Consort Ming also followed her.

“You can’t go inside.” Eunuch Ling stopped them and turned to Hua Qingxin behind them, “His Majesty needs more rest, and he wants Ronghua Hua to serve him.”

What?

Even Hua Qingxin was shocked, let alone Consort Ming and Li Zhuozhuo.

“What are you waiting for, come on in.” Eunuch Ling hurried her with a smile.

Hua Qinxin walked into the camp slowly, leaving Consort Ming and Li Zhuozhuo gritting their teeth. They sneered at her and left.

Hua Qingxin slowly walked towards Yun Cang, who was sitting on the bed, half naked. His muscular chest was wrapped with blood-tinted bandages.

It was so close. If the arrow had penetrated one inch deeper, or one inch to the right, it would have killed him.

This was a disaster caused by her collusion with Prince Yunhai.

However, he was waiting for her with a smile.

Hua Qingxin walked to him, kept a little distance and greeted him in courtesy slowly, “Your Majesty…”

Yun Cang beckoned her over, “You are so quiet today. I am not used to it.”

With such a serious wound, he still wore no guard against her. Instead, he helped her out and smiled at her.

Hua Qingxin suddenly felt torn with great grief. She broke down in tears and fell to her knees, “Your Majesty, this is all my fault…”

“Don’t cry. It is those traitors that plotted this assassination, you have nothing to do with it.” Seeing her crying, Yun Cang bore the pain and stood up. He reached out his hand and pulled her along, “Come here, sit by my side.”

The more he showed his care for her, the guiltier Hua Qingxin felt. Yun Cang held her hand so tight that she dared not refuse. Any little move could cause great pain in him, “Your Majesty, your wound…”

“Don’t worry, just a small wound. But how about yours? Does it hurt?” Yun Cang turned her wrist around and fondled the abrasion grazed by tree branches. He hurriedly applied some healing balm to her wrist.

“The arrow could have killed you. It’s not a small wound.” Hua Qingxin pulled her hand back sadly, “And my wound is not worth mentioning.”

Seeing her lowered head and knitted brows, Yun Cang was a little bit delightful, “So honey, you finally… stop hating me?”

“Your Majesty…” Even now, he was caring about her mood. Hua Qingxin sighed. He was, in others’ eyes, very much an outstanding emperor of decision, action and coldness. But why was he so silly now? “Your Majesty, don’t ingratiate yourself with me. It’s not worth.”

Suddenly, she recalled how she met with Prince Yunhai secretly at night yesterday, which made her guiltier and more ashamed. She couldn’t restrain her tears.

“Sweetheart, why are you crying again? I have some good news to tell you.” He cupped her face in his hands and brushed away her tears gently.

Hua Qingxin held his hand and smiled bitterly, “The best news for me is your recovery.”

“No, no, I have a better one.” Yun Cang also held her hand tight. He stood upright and said seriously, “You risked your life to protect me, so I have decided to reward you with the title of Jieyu. Like it?”

“What? risk my life to protect you?” Hua Qingxin pulled back her hands with great shock. She could not believe what he had said, “But it’s Your Majesty who saved me…”

“Shh.” Yun Cang raised his index finger and touched Hua Qingxin’s red lips, which were shaking due to thrill. He smiled slightly, “I have ordered all the guards to keep this secret, so no one will ever know it. It’s you who saved me, and for that, you were wounded. Since your wound has not been healed yet, it’s fit now to confer you the title.”

“You Majesty…” Hua Qingxin dropped to her knees instantly. Guilt was like a knife, stabbing her heart hard. Being rewarded by Yun Cang was even more distressing than being detained by Consort Ming.

In a flood of tears, Hua Qinxin knelt before the emperor, “I don’t deserve your favor… I’m not worth it….”

Yun Cang smiled, patting her hair, as if he was comforting a child who had admitted her mistake. “You are worth it, as long as I think so.”