CHAPTER 739: CHAPTER 325: SONG YANQING DEFENDS YE QICHI (FIRST UPDATE)

After Ye Qichi spoke.

Neither Song Yanqing nor Lin Qianyu had any intention of leaving.

Lin Qianyu sat by Xie Ruotong’s bed, holding her hand all the while.

Xie Ruotong’s hand had also been treated by Ye Qichi.

Song Yanqing stood by the bedside, silently accompanying Xie Ruotong, silently watching her in the palm of another man.

Ye Qichi sighed.

He understood their feelings.

Who could bear to see their beloved woman suffer such a severe injury?

Who could bear to leave?

Wishing to always, always stay by her side.

"Song Yanqing." Ye Qichi called out to him.

Song Yanqing’s throat twitched slightly.

He actually knew that he was the superfluous one.

He had long lost the right to stand next to Xie Ruotong.

It was just...

Wanting to be with her when she was in pain.

Wanting to watch her when she couldn’t see him.

He was well aware that once Xie Ruotong woke up, he could no longer appear in this room.

Xie Ruotong would drive him away.

At this moment, hearing Ye Qichi call him.

Song Yanqing gave a melancholic smile and slowly said, "Okay."

He turned and left.

In Xie Ruotong’s life, he had already made a disgraceful exit long ago.

He had just taken a few steps.

"Song Yanqing." Ye Qichi called him again, "I didn’t ask you to leave. Since you are not leaving, isn’t your hand bitten by Xie Ruotong? I will help you treat the wounds on your hand."

Song Yanqing was slightly stunned.

Lin Qianyu seemed to glance at them as well.

Still, silently accompanying Xie Ruotong.

Song Yanqing’s body stiffened.

Slowly, he nodded.

Ye Qichi had Song Yanqing sit on a soft couch nearby, then took out a medical kit to treat the bite wounds on his hand.

The wounds were not shallow.

One could only imagine how much pain Xie Ruotong must have been in at that moment.

For someone who could bear such pain to lose control like that.

Ye Qichi’s eyes were somewhat red.

If it weren’t for Xie Ruotong, she would have been dead.

Even with strong self-healing abilities, she wouldn’t have survived.

Suppressing her emotions, she treated Song Yanqing’s wounds.

"Thank you." Song Yanqing suddenly expressed his gratitude.

"You’re welcome." Ye Qichi suppressed her emotions.

"I mean, thank you for letting me stay." Song Yanqing added, his voice was somewhat soft.

Ye Qichi paused in her actions.

She said, "In matters of the heart, I have no right to interfere."

Song Yanqing looked at Ye Qichi.

Watching her seriously treat his wounds, "Your feelings for Ruotong, only Ruotong has the right to reject you, I don’t."

"Mhm." Song Yanqing silently nodded.

The Princess’s mindset truly surpasses many people.

In the past, he had heard of Bai Mowan’s courage, national righteousness, magnanimity, and even rumors among the people saying Bai Mowan’s destiny was that of an Empress.

When he was loyal to the Prince back then, he knew of the Prince’s determination to have Bai Mowan.

So, he developed a deeply rooted respect for Bai Mowan.

Yet, having interacted with her, he felt that the outside world had overly praised her.

And the Princess, on the other hand, was the one who had been let down.

Clearly, she was more suited to be the Empress.

Only someone like her, who understands human feelings and the world, with a broad-minded nature, is worthy to be the mother of a nation.

Bai Mowan, on the other hand, cared more about herself.

Her own glory, her own reputation, even somewhat too ostentatious.

Her love for the Prince, too, could barely conceal its selfishness.

Knowing that the Prince would soon ascend the throne, with thousands of beauties in his harem, yet still she competes with the Princess out of jealousy.

How can such a person assist the Prince in governing the world?!

"Will Xie Ruotong’s leg recover?" Song Yanqing asked.

Any indignation felt for the Princess could only remain hidden within one’s heart.

The Princess was absolutely right just now.

Matters of the heart should only be judged by the parties involved.

Others should simply respect them.

Listenting to Song Yanqing’s words, Ye Qichi sighed.

This sigh.

Made Song Yanqing immediately tense up.

So, was the Princess’s divinely conducted "surgery" just now only meant to save Xie Ruotong’s life?!

"Don’t be nervous." Ye Qichi clearly noticed that Song Yanqing was frightened.

"It’s not as bad as you think," Ye Qichi said, "but it’s also not as good as you might hope."

"So..." Song Yanqing’s heart beat faster.

"The leg is definitely saved, just as long as no infections occur during this period, there will be no need for amputation. As for whether she can stand up and recover as before, it all depends on her recovery progress," Ye Qichi stated, "I can’t give you too much hope right now."

And I can’t give myself too much hope either.

Even though she will definitely make it happen, let Xie Ruotong recover to her former self, let her ride horses, shoot arrows, and engage in battle.

"Um," Song Yanqing nodded.

A heavy nod.

Actually, as long as Xie Ruotong is alive, that’s good enough.

To be alive, in any form is good.

He was just worried that Xie Ruotong herself wouldn’t accept it.

Her martial arts were so strong, her appearance so spirited and valiant on the battlefield...

If there really was something...

He didn’t know how much it would hurt Xie Ruotong’s heart.

"Alright." Having finished bandaging Song Yanqing, Ye Qichi said, "You can stay here for a while if you want, I’ll step out for a bit, and if Ruotong shows any unusual signs, come find me at Xiao Jinxing’s tent."

"Okay."

Ye Qichi left.

Upon leaving, Song Yanqing couldn’t help but say, "The Prince came by while you were operating on Ruotong."

Ye Qichi frowned.

She hadn’t noticed that.

"Seeing you were busy, he didn’t disturb you," Song Yanqing said.

"Um," Ye Qichi responded.

Xiao Jinxing, guided by humanitarianism, would also come to check on Xie Ruotong.

"And also..." Song Yanqing hesitated.

"What?"

"Your hand injury..." Song Yanqing looked at her smooth back of the hand, "how did it heal so quickly?"

It was also a meticulous observation; her hand now as smooth as if it had never been injured.

Ye Qichi looked down at it.

When she had returned, the back of her hand was still a bloody mess.

Now, it was as though it had never been injured.

She said, "There are many things that you are better off not knowing."

Secrets, of course, the fewer people who know, the better.

Xiao Jinxing knows, and that’s enough.

After all, he wasn’t deceived.

"The Princess wouldn’t possibly...?" Song Yanqing dared not venture deeper into speculation.

"Yes, a fox spirit," Ye Qichi chuckled.

Compared to other spirits, she prefers the fox.

After all, foxes are beautiful.

"I don’t believe it," Song Yanqing affirmed, "Spirits are not as kind-hearted as the Princess."

Is she kind-hearted?!

It’s just that she feels everything is predestined, and she is merely following the plot, nothing worth fussing over.

And those who are kind to her also touch her heart, so naturally, she treats them sincerely.

"I won’t say more, I’m leaving," Ye Qichi left.

Frank and decisive.

Song Yanqing watched Ye Qichi’s retreating figure, slowly turned his head to look at Xie Ruotong.

Looking at her still frail and exhausted appearance.

Looking at Lin Qianyu tightly holding onto Xie Ruotong’s hand...

Having no real place here, yet still awkwardly standing here, unwilling to leave.