"It's okay, it's okay, Xinyue, don't speak just yet."
Si Nanyan hurriedly raised her hand, carefully wiping away the blood at the corner of Yun Xinyue's mouth, her movements extremely gentle. The slightest exertion would only worsen Yun Xinyue's injuries.
"Here, Master will feed you an elixir. It's okay, it's okay, it's okay..." Si Nanyan's tone was soft, but she couldn't help repeating, "It's okay, it's okay." The hand reaching for the elixir was trembling slightly, and she couldn't even manage to retrieve the elixir at first.
She was afraid. Si Nanyan was terribly afraid something would happen to Yun Xinyue.
