Mo Yi sat there for a long time, staring at her until dawn before finally leaving.
Just as the prison guards were changing shifts, a guard said, “Who’s there? Daring to break into the prison?”
Mo Yi swept a sharp glance that made the guard’s legs go weak, forgetting to question the intruder.
“Your Majesty,” someone nearby immediately knelt and paid respects.
The guard was stunned. After Mo Yi left, someone beside him poked him.
Mei Kaiye lingered without standing up, feeling something was off but unable to pinpoint what.
Mei Kaiye smiled, “I’ll wait for you here.”
“I’ll go find a doctor for you.” He nodded and left the cell.
The moment he left, Mei Kaiye’s smile turned cold. Really? Too bad she no longer believed…
Everything he owed her, she no longer wanted.
Mei Kaiye waited in the cell for Mo Xue’s news. But instead of news from Mo Xue, Du Gu Ming arrived. For some reason, seeing Du Gu Ming warmed a corner of her heart.
“Du Gu Ming.”
“Hmm.” Du Gu Ming sat beside her, “Want to leave? I’ll take you away.”
Mei Kaiye’s mood brightened. Then she said, “I want to treat my hand, help me.”
Du Gu Ming nodded.
“Do as I say, raise your hand,” Mei Kaiye instructed, “Just learn to draw. Left… up, diagonal down, right, ah yes, just like that.”
After Du Gu Ming practiced several times, Mei Kaiye nodded, “Good. Now, hold my hand and help me draw the spell.”
Du Gu Ming helped her up, letting her lean against him and gently holding her hand, “Does it still hurt?”
Mei Kaiye made a sad face, nodding, “It hurts terribly. I must chop that interrogator!”
Du Gu Ming smiled softly, resting his chin on her head, tightening his arm around her.
She surrendered herself to that warmth, “Let’s begin.”
