"Your Highness, please help me find Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter quickly. The poison from Linqing Pavilion's poisonous insects is severe; if we can extract it in time, that's good; otherwise, we need to make an antidote."
The problem is, if she falls unconscious, who will make the antidote?
Ye Yiheng said nothing but began to undo her belt.
She held his hand, "Your Highness?"
"We are husband and wife, even if Spring, Summer, Autumn, and Winter come, it won't do."
Leng Yu Yan looked up at him, "Are you going to help me?"
"As your husband, it's my duty."
Saying this, he picked her up and headed straight for the bed.
"Your Highness, let me clean the wound first."
Upon hearing this, Ye Yiheng headed towards the bathroom.
Leng Yu Yan removed her clothes and washed the wound.
Ye Yiheng glanced at her, calmly saying, "The wound is very small."
For fear she might worry too much, he didn't mention that although the wound was small, it had already darkened.
