The Harem's Favorite Maid Raiders

Chapter 236 Don't Go...

Suddenly, a warm current surged straight into Han Yumin's heart.

After so many days, she fell into the arms of another man. Fate is always such a coincidence, and she always likes to tease people like this—it seems that these two people who obviously will not have any intersection, but now, they are already close to each other. hold.

His hot embrace made her stop shaking gradually, as if her whole body had slowly melted away, and then, he hugged her a little more in his arms, as if he wanted to force her, into their own lives.

They stayed like this, without speaking, until Han Yumin's whole body gradually regained consciousness.

Lin Zixuan's body was already getting cold, he took a deep breath, and unbuttoned his velvet overcoat.

"General Lin...I..."

"Don't talk." Lin Zixuan whispered in her ear, undoing the buttons one by one, "Speaking will also waste your energy."

After all, he pulled her into his arms again.

The temperature of the coat is not much anymore, what he has to do now is to warm her with the temperature closer to his body.

It's freezing outside, how can she survive this winter...

This time, Han Yumin was even warmer than before. She closed her eyes quietly and let her body press against his chest.

At this moment, she really wanted, really wanted to give her this hug, is the emperor.

But... He probably won't give himself such warmth again.

Her eyes were stabbed again, and she clenched her teeth tightly—— Lin Zixuan, Lin Zixuan, you know that it is impossible for us, you know, even if I die, the corpse belongs to the emperor, if you do this, no doubt, It's moths to the flame.

But... in love, who is not?

She also finally understood Qin Erlan's feelings towards Imperial Doctor Zhao back then. It was a feeling that she didn't know how to face, and she didn't know how to make up for it. This kind of feeling had nothing to do with love, but it made people feel extremely heartbroken.

After an unknown amount of time, when Lin Zixuan lowered his head again, he realized that Han Yumin had closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

She is really tired.

Whether it is body or mind, she should be tired.

Lin Zixuan wanted to gently put her to sleep, but he found that her hand was still clutching the skirt of his chest.

He doesn't know what to do...

If she let go of her hand, she would definitely wake up.

Thus, Lin Zixuan clenched his fists, as if mustering up the most courage, followed her and lay down on the bed together.

The bed was very cold, but his entire chest was still hot.

Han Yumin breathed lightly, and each mouthful of soft breath hit his hot chest.

He still maintained the posture of embracing her. At this moment, the two of them seemed to have nothing to fear—he was not afraid that the emperor would suddenly come over to see this scene. He felt that even if he died like this, he would still die. And no regrets.

After about half an hour, Han Yumin's whole body began to feel hot.

Her breathing became hotter every time, and the hand that was holding Lin Zixuan's skirt slowly loosened.

Lin Zixuan's heart palpitated.

"Miss Han..." He patted her face and called out anxiously.

Han Yumin's bloodless face turned red suddenly. Lin Zixuan gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand, and touched her forehead.

God!

This... this is a high fever!

He suddenly sat up from the bed - she had been kneeling in the snow for so long, how could she not suffer from the cold, right now, he should put an ice veil on her forehead first, and then go to the imperial physician.

Yes, that's how it is done.

Lin Zixuan hurriedly soaked the face-washing veil in cold water, then wrung it dry, and gently applied it to Han Yumin's forehead.

Immediately, just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly felt a weak and hot hand pinching his fingertips.

Lin Zixuan turned his head to look at her, his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he felt that his body seemed to be emptied, unable to speak or move.

"Your Majesty... don't go..."

"..."

"The emperor...why don't you want me..."

Her voice was so soft, so helpless, as she spoke, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, falling drop by drop on the pillow cover.

Lin Zixuan's mouth twitched.

The emperor doesn't want you, I want you...

I want!

This sentence appeared in his heart countless times, but until now, he still couldn't say it.

She doesn't love me, why bother?
Lin Zixuan whispered to himself again - since she doesn't love her, why should he make things difficult for her.

He took a deep breath, and gently opened her hand that was holding his skirt.

He turned his head and walked out of the cold palace.

The snow outside is getting bigger and bigger.

Perhaps now, the servants around the palace masters have already started to sweep the snow at the door, but now, this cold palace is like a dead city, without any trace of life.

When Imperial Physician Zhao was invited, Han Yumin seemed to have fallen into a coma without a trace of consciousness.

Lin Zixuan stepped forward and patted her face.

"En..." She grinned and frowned.

She is already suffering...

"What's the matter with the injury on Miss Han's face?" Imperial Physician Zhao asked while feeling her pulse.

Lin Zixuan shook his head: "I don't know, when I found her, she was already like this."

"She burned so badly." Doctor Zhao's brows were already tightly knit together.

"That……"

"I'll prescribe her medicine first. In the evening, tell Aunt Chun that there must be someone to watch over Miss Han, otherwise... otherwise, if there is any emergency, no one can help."

Lin Zixuan knew what Imperial Doctor Zhao meant, and he felt uncomfortable, so he could only nod heavily.

If it really doesn't work, even if he doesn't sleep himself tonight, he will guard Han Yumin.

"Also, the injury on her face is not serious. I will prescribe some medicine for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis for Miss Han, and I will bring them together after a while."

"Okay, thank you Imperial Physician Zhao."

Lin Zixuan made a bow to Imperial Physician Zhao, and said with a soft sigh.

Physician Zhao shook his head: "The emperor is not here, if you have a heart, then take good care of her."

"I know."

"It's really not easy for her."

Lin Zixuan gritted his teeth and nodded.

No matter what, she is still a woman, which woman can bear such a torment - the crime is added to her body, and she is suffering from illnesses, her relatives are gone one by one, the emperor doesn't want her anymore.

It is already a great gift for her to be alive.

Watching Imperial Physician Zhao leave, Lin Zixuan sat on the edge of the bed again, and lightly changed the handkerchief on Han Yumin's forehead.

Just when she put the changed handkerchief on her forehead, Lin Zixuan felt that Han Yumin struggled weakly again, and her hand, once again disobedient, pinched his fingertips.

"What happened to her?"

A slightly deep voice came over, Lin Zixuan was startled, turned around, and saw a tired face.

"Your majesty, the last general..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Meng's eyes fell on his fingertips held by Han Yumin.

His brows were tightly frowned, his fists seemed to be tightly clenched, and suddenly——

Han Yumin opened his mouth.

"The emperor...don't want me..."

(End of this chapter)