Let me explain, it's not what you think.

Upon seeing Lu Chen injured, Yue Qinglan's pupils contracted sharply.

The gray mist seemed to have been struck by something, and instantly dissipated by more than half.

"Lu Chen... Lu Chen!"

She rushed over and knelt beside Lu Chen, reaching out to touch his face.

Tears finally fell, streaming down her cheeks and washing away the rouge on her face, leaving two tear streaks.

"I didn't mean to... I didn't mean to hit you... I meant to hit her..."

Lu Chen coughed twice, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth again.

He looked up at Yue Qinglan, at the gray mist that had mostly dissipated in her eyes, and her gaze that had become clear again.

He sighed and reached out to gently grasp her hand, which was still stained with his blood.

"I'm fine, don't worry." His voice was very soft.

Lu Chen had read many yandere novels before, and he could tell that Yue Qinglan was already leaning towards that direction.

That's absolutely unacceptable. She might try to imprison you!

Yue Qinglan's fingers trembled in his palm.

She lowered her head, looking at the bloodstains on her fingertips, and her tears fell even harder.

"I'm sorry... Lu Chen... I'm so sorry..."

She gripped his hand tightly, as if afraid he would disappear if she let go.

Meiji leaned back in her chair, unable to move her body, but her mouth could still move.

She watched Lu Chen get injured and Yue Qinglan kneel on the ground crying. She tried to hold back several times, but finally couldn't.

"Are you fucking crazy?!"

She glared at Yue Qinglan: "You didn't want to get married, and he helped you, took the beating for you, and offended half of the righteous sects for you. And you, on the spot, want to severely injure him? Are you trying to thank him, or do you want to kill him?"

Yue Qinglan's body stiffened, tears still streaming down her face, and she remained silent.

"You say you love him, is this how you love him?" Meiji's voice trembled slightly.

There was also a strange pang of sadness.

"Do you know he risked his life for you? Do you know he almost died just now, and he didn't even blink? You..."

That's enough.

Lu Chen's voice was soft and his tone was calm.

"Sister-in-law, stop talking."

Meiji's lips moved slightly, as if she wanted to say something.

Lu Chen looked at her, his eyes filled with a weariness and pleading she had never seen before.

Meiji's throat moved, but she didn't speak.

Her eyes were a little red, and she turned her head away from Lu Chen.

"Release her seal." Lu Chen turned his head to look at Yue Qinglan.

Yue Qinglan's eyelashes trembled slightly. She loosened her grip on his hand and tapped Meiji's nape with her finger.

Meiji's body suddenly relaxed, as if something invisible had been removed from her body.

She stood up from the chair, her legs still feeling a little weak.

After walking up to Lu Chen, she squatted down and looked at the bloodstains at the corner of his mouth and his pale face.

"You should leave. I'm safe here." Lu Chen started to shoo her away because if she stayed, she might be in danger.

But Meiji stubbornly refused to move.

She wanted to say "I won't leave," "I'll stay and help you," and "You, Lu Chen, are a fool."

But when the words reached her lips, she said nothing.

"I told you to leave!" Lu Chen said again, this time with a commanding tone.

Meiji trembled slightly.

In the end, she lowered her head, turned around, and walked outside.

She stopped when she reached the cave entrance.

"Lu Chen".

"Um."

"No matter what, you owe me your life!"

"..."

Lu Chen was speechless. This woman was really unreasonable. He had just saved her life, and now he owed her a life. Would this woman be able to hold him hostage in the future?

This is absolutely unacceptable!

Meiji took a deep breath and left.

The cave fell silent, save for Yue Qinglan's suppressed sobs.

"Okay, I'm not blaming you, don't cry."

As Lu Chen spoke, he went to wipe Yue Qinglan's tears, but as he wiped, his vision became increasingly blurry.

He tried to say something, his lips moved slightly, but no sound came out, and he fell straight down.

Seeing this, Yue Qinglan quickly rushed over and hugged him, preventing him from falling.

……

When Lu Chen woke up, the first thing he saw was Yue Qinglan.

She sat on the edge of the bed, barefoot on the carpet, having changed out of her bright red wedding dress and put back on the plain dress he had worn when he first met her.

Her long hair was loosely tied up with a wooden hairpin, with a few stray strands falling beside her cheeks, making her face appear as gentle and graceful as ever.

She kept her head down, holding a bowl of porridge in her hand. She scooped up the porridge with a spoon and put it back down, as if she wasn't sure if the temperature of the porridge was right.

"Awake?" Yue Qinglan raised her head, her gaze falling on his face, a gentle smile curving her lips.

Her eyes were no longer gray like they had been that night; they were as clear as a mountain stream.

She was gentle, quiet, intellectual, and beautiful. She was completely different from the person she was that day.

Lu Chen tried to sit up, propping himself up on the bed. The pain in his back had subsided, but he still felt a little weak.

Seeing this, Yue Qinglan quickly put down her bowl of porridge and reached out to support his shoulder.

She propped the pillow up behind his back to make him more comfortable, then picked up the bowl of porridge, scooped up a spoonful, blew on it, and brought it to his lips.

Lu Chen looked at the spoonful of porridge, then at Yue Qinglan's gentle face, and opened his mouth to drink it.

The spirit porridge was cooked to the perfect consistency, warm to the taste, and carried the delicate fragrance of spirit rice.

In addition, Yue Qinglan also added a lot of precious supplementary foods to help Lu Chen recover his energy and blood.

Yue Qinglan scooped up another spoonful, blew on it, and brought it to his lips.

Lu Chen took a sip and then took it.

"I'll do it myself."

Yue Qinglan looked at him, didn't snatch it, handed him the bowl, and sat quietly by the bed watching him drink.

For seven consecutive days, Yue Qinglan stayed by her side without leaving her side.

She fed Lu Chen porridge, medicine, wiped his face and hands, changed his dressings, changed his clothes, and bathed him. She did everything properly and thoughtfully, just like a real wife taking care of her sick husband.

She always did these things quietly, with a faint smile on her lips, as if she was doing something that made her very happy.

She seemed to really enjoy taking care of him.