"Qiqi..."
"Qiqi..."
Moyuan kept vigil by the bedside, one hand clasping Xie Qiqi’s, the other gently stroking her cheek.
It had already been five days since Moyuan’s coronation. Ever since that night he had raced to the Great Buddha Temple, Xie Qiqi had remained in this comatose state. Her pulse was thin and frail. Even though Moyuan had fed her the pill refined from the Millennium Snow Lotus, she had not awakened.
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