The vicious female is so soft that the interstellar boss can't stand it anymore

Chapter 233 You are lucky not to die there
The surroundings were terrifyingly silent, and the occasional low growls of unknown creatures made its heart beat faster.

The poisonous fog corroded his body. Every day when he woke up, he would have less strength. However, he relied on his tenacious desire to survive. In this desperate situation, he managed to find some poisonous fruits and poisonous herbs to barely fill his stomach and survived day by day.

As time went by, he slowly figured out the patterns of danger on the island, and his body became more and more agile and nimble.

It was not until he successfully transformed into an adult that he was taken back with his stunning appearance and given to the princess of the Kalan Empire.

I thought I saw the light of day again, but I fell into another abyss.

Jun Yiluo caressed She Ying's cheek lovingly, his fingertips gently sliding across his slightly haggard face, trying to soothe the pain hidden in the wrinkles of time.

She Ying's skin was burning hot, her brows were still furrowed in pain, her lips moved unconsciously, and she made a few meaningless moans.

Jun Yiluo moved closer to him and listened carefully before he could hear clearly that he was calling his own name.

"She Ying, it's all over."

A gentle force slowly gathered in her palms, and her mental power wrapped around her fingertips like a thread, gently tapping She Ying's forehead.

Jun Yiluo slowly closed his eyes, concentrated all his mind, and his delicate mental power was like a trickle of warm current, carefully exploring She Ying's manic spiritual world.

As soon as she touched it, a surge of negative emotions came roaring in, and the fear, wrapped in the dark memories of the past on the isolated island, almost swallowed her up.

Jun Yiluo steadied his body, took root in this spiritual storm, and continuously supplied soothing power.

When she “saw” the young She Ying being abandoned by her tribe, her tearful eyes were filled with confusion and despair. Her heart suddenly tightened and she whispered softly, “Don’t be afraid…”

As the spiritual power enveloped it, the picture seemed to be covered with a soft light filter, and the sharp pain gradually dulled.

Then, the dangerous scenes on the isolated island emerged one by one, the bloody mouths of ferocious beasts and the suffocating despair when the poisonous fog filled the air. Jun Yiluo incorporated warm and gentle power into it, making the gloomy pictures gradually fade and transform into harmless light and shadow.

She Ying's body, which had been shaking violently, gradually calmed down, and her tightly furrowed brows also showed signs of relaxing.

"Your Highness..."

She Ying's voice was weak and hoarse, as if she had woken up from a long and terrifying nightmare with difficulty, with a little uncertainty and caution.

Jun Yiluo suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of surprise and heartache. Seeing She Ying's eyes half open, looking at him weakly, he hurriedly held his hand and responded softly: "I'm here, She Ying, I'm here."

She Ying's cracked lips moved, as if she wanted to speak, but was interrupted by a cough.

The coughing sounded as if it was going to shake out her heart and lungs, and She Ying's body began to tremble violently.

Finally, he spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Jun Yiluo's heart also tightened, and he quickly helped him sit up a little, letting him lean against the head of the bed. Then he quickly turned around and poured a glass of water with medicine in it from the table beside him.

"Don't talk for now, drink this." Jun Yiluo put the cup of water to She Ying's lips and coaxed her softly.

She Ying obediently opened his mouth slightly and took a sip. The bitter taste spread in his mouth instantly. He couldn't help but frowned, but still swallowed it in big gulps.

After drinking a cup of potion, his confused mind became clearer, his breathing became smoother, and his originally dull eyes regained some of their brilliance.

He looked at Jun Yiluo, his eyes first showing joy and then worry.

"Your Highness, I'm sorry... for making you worry." She Ying lowered her eyes, feeling full of guilt.

"I'm glad you're okay. Don't do this next time. I'll be worried." Jun Yiluo pretended to be angry and gently tapped She Ying's forehead with his finger.

"it is good."

She Ying agreed obediently, but when she thought of the harsh environment of the isolated island, the expression on her face changed instantly.

The terrible experiences of the past came flooding back to him, making him feel terrified. He then looked at Jun Yiluo nervously.

"Your Highness, are you injured?" Seeing She Ying so nervous, Jun Yiluo felt warm in his heart. With a smile on his face, he held She Ying's hand:

"I'm fine, but you've made yourself look like this."

She Ying's originally cold and handsome face became even thinner, with a layer of light blue-gray under his eye sockets and his chin became a little sharper.

The bloodshot in the purple eyes has not yet completely faded, like a trapped beast that has been imprisoned for a long time, leaving only fatigue and vigilance.

Jun Yiluo looked at her and felt a pang of sadness in his heart. He raised his hand and gently stroked She Ying's eyebrows, trying to wipe away the trace of haggardness.

"I'm glad your Highness is alright."

She Ying breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was fine. If the prince was injured, he would be to blame.

"I almost lost my life trying to find you, what do you think?"

Ling Yuan's voice came from the door, with a hint of complaint, and he strode into the house.

"A Yuan!" Jun Yiluo called softly, frowning slightly, "Don't talk nonsense."

Ling Yuan walked closer and looked She Ying up and down. Seeing that his complexion had indeed improved, his expression eased a little:
"You are lucky not to die there."

She Ying was not able to listen to what he said at this moment. The words "She almost lost her life looking for you" kept circling in her mind.

His heart was filled with guilt and gratitude, which choked in his throat and made it difficult for him to speak.

She finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Your Highness..." and then she could not say anything else. Her eyes were red and filled with tears.

Seeing him like this, Jun Yiluo patted the back of his hand gently to comfort him:

"Don't let your imagination run wild. I'm fine. If it were you, you wouldn't have abandoned me in that situation, right?"

She Ying nodded heavily, and tears finally fell, dripping on the back of Jun Yiluo's hand, burning her heart and softening:

"It's all over, we are all still here, and it's best if everything is fine."

Ling Yuan watched from the side, snorted lightly, and didn't say anything else.

"Lolo, let's go back and let him reflect on his actions."

Ling Yuan extended his hand towards Jun Yiluo and glanced at She Ying with a bit of dissatisfaction.

Jun Yiluo looked hesitant and his gaze lingered on She Ying for a few seconds.

She Ying had just recovered, but when she heard this, she panicked and looked at Jun Yiluo with pleading eyes:
"Your Highness, don't...I was wrong. Don't leave me alone."

Jun Yiluo sighed softly and said softly to She Ying:

"Don't be afraid, I won't leave. A Yuan just said it casually. You are still weak now, so take a good rest. I will stay with you."

Ling Yuan withdrew his hand, secretly rolled his eyes, and finally compromised. He dragged a chair to the side and sat down, muttering reluctantly:
"Okay, okay, we'll all revolve around you."

"A Yuan, you must have been tired these past few days. Go back and rest first. I have something to say to She Ying."

Ling Yuan leaned back and crossed his legs, tapping his knees with his fingers, raised his eyebrows and said, "Is there anything I can't listen to?"

"Ayuan!"

"here I am!"

Jun Yiluo: "..."

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