After I transmigrated, the cold king clung to me every day.

Chapter 191 Heartwarming Moments of Master-Servant Affection

Wuming, looking anxious and somewhat remorseful, hurriedly carried Xiaodie back to the Ninth Prince's Mansion.

As soon as they stepped into the gates of the Prince's mansion, Lin Qianqian came to greet them. When she saw Xiao Die lying unconscious in Wuming's arms, her eyes were filled with surprise and worry. She quickly asked, "Where did you go? What happened to Xiao Die?"

Wuming frowned, his face full of remorse, and hurriedly explained, "We went to buy tonics for the princess, but it was all my fault. I walked too fast and left her behind. Then... alas, a beggar suddenly appeared and bullied her. Not only did he knock her unconscious, but he also tried to... Fortunately, I arrived in time and taught that beggar a lesson. It's just that Xiaodie still hasn't woken up..." As he spoke, a deeper sense of self-reproach and guilt appeared on Wuming's face.

Upon hearing this, Lin Qianqian was both shocked and angry. Her eyes widened as she exclaimed, "How could this happen! Okay, let's not talk about it anymore. Quickly take her to my room. I need to take good care of her."

Wuming nodded vigorously and responded, then carefully carried Xiaodie towards Lin Qianqian's room.

Murong Yi happened to see Wuming carrying Xiaodie straight to Lin Qianqian's room, and couldn't help but frown slightly, his heart filled with doubt. He quickly walked a few steps to Lin Qianqian and asked with concern, "What's going on?"

Lin Qianqian looked up at him, her eyes filled with worry and helplessness. She gently shook her head without saying a word, and then walked straight into the room.

Murong Yi frowned again, pondered for a moment, but couldn't figure it out. Yet, her body moved uncontrollably into the room.

Before long, the servants of the Prince's mansion brought a doctor. As soon as the doctor arrived, he hurriedly sat down by Xiaodie's bedside, solemnly extending his hand to carefully take Xiaodie's pulse.

His brows were slightly furrowed, his expression serious. He carefully felt the pulse while gently stroking his beard, as if he were pondering something.

Lin Qianqian watched anxiously from the side, but dared not make a sound to disturb him, and could only wait with bated breath. Finally, after the doctor finished taking her pulse, she cautiously approached and whispered, "Doctor, how is she? Is it serious?"

The doctor gently released Xiaodie's hand, breathed a slight sigh of relief, and said respectfully, "Your Highness, don't panic. There's nothing seriously wrong. She was probably hit on the back of the neck, which caused her to faint. She may have also been frightened, which is why she's so weak. She just needs to rest in bed and get plenty of nutrition. With some recuperation, she'll recover completely."

Upon hearing this, Lin Qianqian finally felt relieved and quickly said, "Oh, okay, thank you, doctor."

Then, she turned to Murong Yi and Wuming, her face full of unwavering determination, and said softly, "Your Highness, Wuming, you should go out first. I want to stay here and take care of Xiaodie until she wakes up."

Murong Yi frowned slightly, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes. But seeing Lin Qianqian's resolute appearance, he knew it was inconvenient to disturb her at this moment. So he nodded gently and said, "Alright, let me know if anything happens. I'll be in the outer room." After saying that, he turned and walked towards the door, but his back showed a hint of unease.

Wuming looked even more guilty. He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything. He just looked deeply at Xiaodie on the bed, answered "Yes", and lowered his head. He silently followed Murong Yi out of the room. His steps seemed particularly heavy, as if every step was filled with self-blame and concern for Xiaodie.

After they left, Lin Qianqian sat by the bed, looking at Xiaodie with tenderness and focus, and began to take good care of her.

Lin Qianqian gently grasped Xiaodie's hand. The hand was slender and icy cold, causing Lin Qianqian's heart to clench painfully. Her eyes were fixed on Xiaodie, her eyes gradually welling up with tears. Her eyes were full of tenderness and care, as if she wanted to convey all her concern to the unconscious Xiaodie through her gaze.

Tears welled up in her eyes, finally sliding down her cheeks. Lin Qianqian's lips trembled slightly as she murmured, "Xiaodie, you must wake up soon. We always laugh and talk together, I've always considered you my best sister, my closest confidante. What would I do if something happened to you? It's all my fault for not being by your side today, making you suffer so much. Please wake up..."

As she spoke, Lin Qianqian was already in tears. Each glistening tear fell onto their clasped hands, as if telling of her endless worry and concern at that moment.

Outside the door, Wuming stood quietly, and Lin Qianqian's words, full of affection and worry, reached his ears without missing a single one.

His body stiffened slightly, and tears welled up uncontrollably in the corners of his eyes, filled with self-reproach and shame. He bit his lower lip tightly, trying his best not to make a sound, but his slightly trembling shoulders still betrayed the turbulent emotions surging within him.

He slowly raised his hand and gently blew his nose, trying to hide his somewhat disheveled appearance, but his red eyes and the tears still clinging to the corners of his eyes could not conceal his sadness.

Murong Yi, who was standing to the side, witnessed everything. He frowned, a complex expression on his face. Then, he silently reached out and gently placed his hand on Wuming's shoulder, as if to offer him strength, or perhaps a silent comfort. Murong Yi then sighed softly, a sigh filled with helplessness and感慨 (a complex feeling of mixed emotions, including regret and reflection).

Wuming subconsciously raised his head and met Murong Yi's gaze. In that instant, it was the first time in their history that the two of them had looked at each other so sincerely.

Murong Yi's gaze was deep and gentle, filled with understanding for Wuming, deep sympathy, and a silent reassurance. Wuming genuinely felt this rare kindness, and the cold and heavy feeling in his heart seemed to ease slightly as a result.

Time seemed to slip by unnoticed until Xiaodie on the bed finally stirred. She first blinked gently, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, as if trying to break through the hazy drowsiness. Then, she slowly raised her hand, rubbed her still slightly sleepy eyes, and her vision gradually cleared.

When she realized that Lin Qianqian was sitting next to her, she was stunned. Lin Qianqian's eyes were red and tears were welling up in them. She looked heartbroken.

Xiao Die was immediately filled with doubt and hurriedly asked with concern, "Miss, what's wrong? Why are you crying like this? What happened? How did I end up lying here?"

Lin Qianqian, who had been anxiously watching Xiaodie, was overwhelmed with excitement when she saw that Xiaodie had finally woken up. She immediately reached out and placed her hands tightly on Xiaodie's arms, her voice trembling slightly with excitement, and exclaimed, "Xiaodie, you're finally awake! You know, you scared me to death!"

Xiaodie looked completely bewildered and couldn't figure it out at all, only subconsciously letting out an "Ah?"

Seeing this, Lin Qianqian could no longer suppress her emotions and suddenly hugged Xiaodie tightly, as if to confirm that she had really woken up.

Xiaodie was taken aback by the sudden hug, and then something seemed to flash through her mind, which she tried to recall.

Suddenly, images of that repulsive beggar abusing her flooded back like a tidal wave. The thought of that horrific scene made her tremble uncontrollably, her eyes filled with terror. She clung even tighter to Lin Qianqian, crying out in a choked voice, "Ah! Miss, I'm so scared! That person, that person knocked me unconscious, and then... Waaah, help!"

Lin Qianqian quickly patted Xiaodie's back gently, soothing her tenderly: "It's alright, it's alright, don't be afraid, I'm here. I won't let anyone bully you anymore! Don't worry, everything's alright now, it's all over."

As Lin Qianqian spoke, she gently stroked Xiaodie's hair with her hand, her eyes full of tenderness and affection, patiently comforting Xiaodie's emotions.

Under Lin Qianqian's soft words and gentle comfort, Xiaodie's tense nerves slowly relaxed and her emotions gradually calmed down. However, her body was still trembling slightly as she nestled in Lin Qianqian's arms.

Meanwhile, Wuming and Murong Yi, who had been silently guarding outside the door, heard the commotion inside and finally felt relieved.

The two looked at each other, and in that instant their eyes met, it seemed as if all the previous barriers had vanished. The corners of their mouths turned up slightly at the same time, revealing a faint smile. That smile contained relief and emotion for the friendship between the two people in the room.