After Transmigration, The Male Lead and I had a HE-Chapter 296

His deep voice reached her ear. “It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have scared you… Don’t cry.”

However, the more he said this, the harder she cried, saying things like, “I don’t want to stay here. I want to go back. I want to wake up. I don’t want to see you.”

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He gazed down at her, then kissed the corner of her eye again, and slowly pried her fingers open, placing the dagger in the palm of her hand. He looked at her, his eyes lowered, and calmly said, “Or maybe you can stab me, vent your anger?”

As the cold dagger fell into her hand, she finally calmed down. She didn’t understand why, even though she had initially approached this with a casual attitude, seeing this unfamiliar and completely unknown person made her feel particularly sad. As she held the dagger, she suddenly caught a strong smell of blood.

Only then did she notice that his forehead was covered in sweat, seemingly due to the strain on his wound. His expression appeared somewhat restrained.

She managed to stop her tears and saw him slowly rise and lean against the other side of the bed. There were bloodstains on the bed, conspicuous like plum blossoms falling on the snowy ground. Then Su Qiuge noticed that the person across from her seemed to take out a bottle from his pocket and lowered his head to say to her, “I’m injured right now, I can’t go far… I can’t let them catch me.”

Su Qiuge remained huddled in the corner. But upon hearing him speak, she had a rough idea that this person’s identity was probably not simple. Otherwise, why would a normal person be afraid of being caught by soldiers and even threaten her just now?

At this moment, she had many options, such as threatening him or simply escaping. However, when she looked at his familiar face, she hesitated for a moment. Even though this person in this strange dream was completely unfamiliar with her and even tried to kill her earlier, she couldn’t bring herself to be ruthless. Even though she knew he was fake, she couldn’t bear to see him in this desolate state, licking his wounds alone.

She slowly moved towards him and softly said, “Let me help you with the medicine.”

As soon as she finished speaking, he looked up at her with a deep gaze, making her feel slightly uncomfortable, causing her to shrink her body. Then she lowered her head and said, “Consider it… as a way to repay you for saving my life earlier.”

He remained silent, and she thought he didn’t want her help. Furrowing her brow, she said, “I don’t mean anything else. I’m just helping you with the medicine. Is the esteemed prince not pleased with this humble princess serving and helping you?”

Then, he stared at her for a moment and chuckled in a deep voice. His slender fingers lifted his outer garment, slightly loosening it to reveal a pristine white inner garment. He then hoarsely said, “Pleased. Being served by a princess, I am honored beyond words.”

At that moment, a gust of wind blew in from outside, causing the candlelight to flicker. In that fleeting moment, the candlelight illuminated his face, making the mole on his eyebrow appear even more vibrant.

她 was slightly startled, and she saw him remove his outer garment. The plum-colored garment fell to the ground, and then he raised his eyes, staring directly at her, and placed the medicine bottle in her hand with a meaningful tone. He said, “Princess, if you don’t come closer, how can you see clearly?”

As he stared at her, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated. To conceal her uneasiness, she opened the medicine bottle and slowly moved closer.

He carried a faint musky scent that became slightly intoxicating over time. She used the light from outside to examine his wound and noticed that the flesh was turned outward, appearing somewhat gruesome. Her brows furrowed slightly, and her actions in applying the medicine became gentler, her expression filled with compassion.

This expression of compassion fell into the eyes of the person leaning on the bed, causing a slight tremor in his eyelashes. Unable to restrain himself, he took another step closer towards her.

She, now enveloped in his shadow, seemed to sense this and lifted her gaze, giving him a stern look. However, considering the severity of his injuries, she refrained from speaking.

Seeing her reaction, a faint smile appeared on his lips as he took another step closer, embracing her tightly. She struggled slightly, but then heard him emit a low hiss. She thought she accidentally touched his wound and dared not move any further.

The candlelight illuminated their figures, casting a beautiful silhouette on the floor. She carefully applied the medicine to his wound, aware that his gaze seemed to have never left her.

After finishing the application, she couldn’t help but lift her gaze to meet his. In fact, she had never looked at him so closely before. His eyelashes were long and beautiful, like intertwined vines, casting a faint shadow beneath his eye sockets. The corners of his eyes slightly curved upwards, giving his gaze an extraordinary charm when he lowered his eyes to look at people. His lips were red, just like the appearance of those brothel attendants she had seen, with a touch of rouge. She had noticed his red lips a long time ago, but it didn’t make him appear feminine. Instead, it added a stunning touch to his originally cold features.