to see his expression and carefully changed the sheets for him.She took the soiled sheets to the courtyard.Just as she was about to change the sheets for Nangong Ye, Yun Sheng snatched the sheet from...It is already late autumn, and the water drawn from the well freezes your bones. Previously, Qingxuan had been helping her mother wash clothes by the river every year, her hands always developing chilblains that were both red and itchy.

"It was just a day of changing bed sheets for Nanyung Yeop, but unexpectedly, she ended up having her frostbite flare up."

My hands are itchy.

To avoid looking different in front of Nangong Ye, she hid her hand inside her sleeve and dug at her skin to stop the itching.

The more she scratched, the more her hand began to bleed from the scratches.

There is no medicine for frostbite in the space of her nanometer bracelet. Now, if she doesn't go out to buy medicine, she can only bear it first.

For some reason, Nangong Ye saw through her.

Nan Gong Ye lay in bed, his brows tightly furrowed: "Xuan'er, show me your hand."

"This..."

Worried that he would see her hands afterwards, she felt guilty and self-blaming like a little daughter-in-law again.

Now he lay in bed, unable to move, already pitiful. Seeing him blame himself for this, she couldn't help but feel compassion.

Qingxuan let out a light cough: "What's the matter Look at my hands, doing what My hands are full of calluses and not pretty."

As soon as Qingxuan's words fell, Nanguang Ye became angry. A pair of deep black eyes were tinged with self-blame and anger.

Nangong Ye: "It's all my fault! I made Xuan'er suffer for me, enduring the icy pain of freezing water even in this deep autumn."

Nan Gong Ye:

"It's all my fault."

Qingxuan：“……”

Even before he saw the hand, he felt so guilty.

If you were to show it to him, he wouldn't stop reading for a whole day, or even longer...

She suddenly felt that if Nangong Ye's hands could move now, he would definitely punch his chest hard.

She got up from the low stool and walked to Nangong Ye's side.

"I can show you with my hands, but you have to promise me you won't stay like this."

Nan Gong Ye wanted to speak but stopped himself: "Xuan'er, I..."

Qingxuan feigned anger: "What use is it for you to regret now Right now, in this mansion, there isn't a single servant who can attend to me. With your current condition, this bed sheet must be washed. I have frostbite and my hands are red and itchy, but that's nothing I can help. If you truly care for me, then quickly get yourself well! Once you regain control of this mansion again, don't even mention washing the bed sheets, even eating grapes, drinking water, I want someone to serve me everything! When going out, have someone hold an umbrella over me in the winter to block the snow, carry a brazier, and in the summer, hold an umbrella to shield me from the sun and fan me."

Qingxuan, as she spoke, couldn't help but feel a little bit of anticipation.

After all, she spends her days immersed in her world, tirelessly researching various cancer-fighting drugs. She's so busy that she often doesn't even have time to eat, let alone have someone serve her meals or hold an umbrella and fan her when she goes out.

In her dreams, she had never dreamed of such treatment.

NanGong Ye listened to her words, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes, followed by a wave of tenderness.

Now that he knows her background, knowing she lived a difficult life with her mother from a young age, barely even having enough to eat, let alone someone to wait on her.

Originally, Nangong Ye was still angry at himself, but now he felt sympathy for Qingxuan.

"Xuan'er, anything you want, I will give it to you from now on. From now on, this palace... you are the master, you call the shots."

Seeing that Nangong Ye wasn't showing any more pitiful self-blame, Qing Xuan let out a long sigh of relief.

But in the end, she didn't show her hand to Nangong Ye, and he didn't press her any further.

However, for the next few days, whenever she brought back the washed bedsheets from her yard, Nangong Ye still looked remorseful, but he didn't say anything more about it.

If something doesn't need to be said too many times, if he has a heart, after he gets better, he naturally won't make her feel wronged again.

Over the past few days, Nangong Ye has been recovering remarkably well. Eating the Xue Lingzhi and having a balanced diet have contributed significantly to her improved health, exceeding her initial expectations.

The day before surgery, Nangong Ye seemed noticeably nervous.

"Xuan'er, will the surgery really be successful"

At this point, she was holding a syringe filled with anesthesia and prepared to inject it into Nangong Ye. Before doing so, she took him to the space to give him a thorough physical examination.

Nan Gong Ye's eyes held a mixture of anticipation and fear. Even if Qing Xuan did her utmost to heal him, he feared he would never fully recover his former physical state.r has even bigger ambitions.How could such an incompetent emperor tolerate having someone more capable, even someone the people desire to replace himThese things weren't that Nangong Ye hadn't thought...