Even though I had seen Xie Guixue before, seeing him again now still left me captivated.
He was like orchids and jade trees, beautiful as ice, cool as a painting, pure yet mysterious.
But such a beautiful person lay motionless on the Cold Jade Bed, and Su Muyao's heart tightened along with it.
Xie Yi couldn't help but tear up, choking with emotion, "Ever since Young Master returned that day, he's been very weak and has been coughing up blood."
"Young Master's blood is extremely precious; he can't afford to cough up blood, as it depletes his vital energy..."
"Young Master also forbade me from seeking out Miss Su; he's been unconscious for the past two days."
Xie Yi was still a young boy, though strong, he had always been by the Young Master's side, used to serving him.
He was terrified of losing his master.
Especially when the master was someone so wonderful, someone who absolutely couldn't fall victim to misfortune.
