For three consecutive days, Uncle Wu and Mo Jie stayed by the two of them, taking meticulous care of them and never leaving their side.
Sunlight streamed into the wooden house, its rays illuminating Wan Qingyun's delicate, gossamer-like eyelashes.
Suddenly, Wan Qingyun's eyelashes trembled slightly.
Mo Jie keenly noticed this and quickly went to stand in front of Wan Qingyun to guard her.
Uncle Wu noticed Mo Jie's movements and followed closely behind.
Wan Qingyun slowly opened her eyes, the slightly strong sunlight causing her to frown.
It took a while for my vision to adjust before it gradually became clear.
What came into view were the worried faces of Mo Jie and Uncle Wu.
" My Lord of Destiny! How are you feeling now?" Mo Jie asked softly.
Wan Qingyun remained silent, but her gaze fell elsewhere, and a hint of worry gradually crept into her eyes.
"Junyi... where is Junyi?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Jie and Uncle Wu lowered their heads silently.
Wan Qingyun's voice carried a hint of urgency. "Speak up... Where's Junyi?"
" Young Madam ... Young Master is beside you, still not awake..." Uncle Wu said, bowing his head.
Wan Qingyun turned her head and saw Jiang Junyi lying quietly to one side with his eyes closed, his face still slightly pale.
She gritted her teeth and struggled to sit up, and Mo Jie quickly stepped forward to help her.
Wan Qingyun gently stroked Jiang Junyi's face, calling out, "Junyi... Junyi..."
"What's going on? Why hasn't Junyi woken up yet?" Wan Qingyun looked at Mo Jie. "Am I being too anxious? Junyi will wake up in a little while, won't he?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Jie and Uncle Wu remained silent.
"Speak up!" Wan Qingyun sensed a hint of unease from the expressions of the two.
" Young Master, you've lost too much blood... and your body is overloaded... we don't know when you'll wake up..." Uncle Wu said painfully, explaining Jiang Junyi's current condition.
"Excessive blood loss? How could you lose so much blood..."
Wan Qingyun murmured softly.
At this moment, her gaze fell on Jiang Junyi's left arm, on the hideous, scabbed wounds.
Wan Qingyun's breath hitched, and her slender hand, trembling slightly, reached out and gently touched the area around the wound.
She was still alive, but he had lost too much blood.
The reason is obvious.
Wan Qingyun leaned weakly against Jiang Junyi's chest, tears silently streaming down her face.
One person had to carry her across the desert and also bleed to save her life.
What hardships and difficulties were hidden within this.
Wan Qingyun couldn't imagine how Jiang Junyi managed to hold on until the rescue arrived.
She didn't even dare to think about how her husband had endured that journey.
Wan Qingyun pressed her forehead against Jiang Junyi's, tears streaming down her face. Wan Qingyun gently stroked Jiang Junyi cheek, her movements filled with tenderness.
"You must be in so much pain... you must be so desperate..."
Hot tears fell like drops of blood, and whispered calls were filled with heartache.
"Junyi... please wake up... look at me... please?"
Wan Qingyun understood that massive blood loss and lack of oxygen could cause permanent nerve damage, and whether she would wake up was uncertain.
She could feel Jiang Junyi's breathing, a breathing that could usually reassure her, but at this moment it was not enough to fill the void in her heart.
This only proves that Jiang Junyi is still alive.
"Please... wake up..."
Wan Qingyun was almost sobbing uncontrollably.
Mo Jie and Uncle Wu both turned their heads away upon seeing this, unable to bear it any longer.
Suddenly, Wan Qingyun felt her head sink and she fainted against Jiang Junyi.
Mo Jie noticed that Wan Qingyun had fallen silent and looked over. " My Lord of Destiny!"
She quickly helped Wan Qingyun up and gently placed her on the bed.
" The Young Madam is overcome with grief, and the shock to her mind is too great," Uncle Wu sighed.
Mo Jie remained silent for a moment, simply staying by Wan Qingyun's side.
Another day has passed.
Wan Qingyun's physical condition is stabilizing, but she has become much quieter, spending almost all her time sitting next to Jiang Junyi, lost in thought.
At that moment, Dilinar entered, carrying a strange flower in a glass container.
"This is the Ku Xuan Flower, take it."
The three of them turned their heads to look when they heard Dilinar's voice.
There were seven petals in one cluster, each a dark yellow and withered-looking, but the black stamen in the center was full of life.
Uncle Wu accepted the Ku Xuan Flower and nodded in gratitude.
Wan Qingyun looked at the materials used to treat her legs without the slightest fluctuation in her eyes.
There was even a trace of hatred.
If it weren't for searching for this thing and coming here, Junyi wouldn't be where he is now.
She hated Kuoik, and she also hated that her legs were paralyzed.
"This little boy is no use here."
Whether he wakes up or not is entirely up to him.
Dilinar waved her hand, her tone wistful.
"Come on, I'll take you out."
"Once you arrive in Jiang City, give the Jade Pendant to Jiang Wudao. Perhaps he will have a way to help you."
" The Jiang Family's Longevity Tower is no ordinary building."
Upon hearing this, Wan Qingyun's eyes lit up slightly, and she cast an inquiring glance at Uncle Wu.
Uncle Wu: "She's right. The Longevity Tower is indeed extraordinary. Perhaps it has a way to awaken the Young Master."
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's get going!"
"Yes!"
Two days later, Wan Qingyun and the others returned from that bitterly cold place.
Instead of going home, she directly asked Uncle Wu to take her to Longevity Tower.
In recent days, she has also learned that the Black Palace is now known to the Jiang Family, and there is nothing left to hide.
Longevity Tower, Jiang Junyi lay quietly on the hospital bed. His complexion was much better than it had been in Kuoik, but he still showed no signs of waking up.
Wan Qingyun sat in a wheelchair, keeping watch by the bedside.
On the other side, Aunt Zhao withdrew her hand with a solemn expression:
"To survive in such circumstances... a miracle... the Young Master's willpower is truly terrifying."
Wan Qingyun frowned deeply, her face filled with worry. " Aunt Zhao, is it possible that Junyi... won't wake up?"
"The amount of blood loss, the heavy burden on the body, and the deep mental and physical wear and tear are unprecedented."
Aunt Zhao's tone was heavy.
"The only way for the Young Master to wake up is through his own efforts. The Longevity Tower can only guarantee that the Young Master's body remains in a healthy state."
"Besides the Young Master himself, I'm afraid... the Young Madam will also need to lend a hand."
Wan Qingyun's eyes dimmed. "I understand... Aunt Zhao... Uncle Wu... Mo Jie... please go out first..."
"I... want to spend some time alone with Junyi, to talk to him..."
The three of them glanced at the extremely dejected Wan Qingyun, sighed almost imperceptibly, and left the ward.
Wan Qingyun stayed by Jiang Junyi's bedside, holding Jiang Junyi's warm hand, staring blankly at the bright sunlight outside the window, a sorrowful atmosphere permeating the surroundings.
How similar was she to when she first met Jiang Junyi at this moment?
Lost in thought for a moment, Wan Qingyun lay down on the edge of the bed, resting her head on Jiang Junyi's broad hand, and murmured softly:
"How can I live without you in this world?"
In an instant, wisps of black energy burst forth, enveloping Wan Qingyun's body before vanishing just as quickly.