After coughing up a mouthful of blood, Emperor Cheng Xiao slowly opened his eyes. The piercing light made him quickly shut them again.
"I..."
He only managed to utter a single word. His voice was incredibly hoarse, and a ring of blood beaded on his lips, which had been stuck together for too long.
Shuang Ye quickly wiped his lips with a special disinfectant prepared by Song Lianhe. Then, she brought over some water with a straw made from a reed stalk.
"Your Majesty, please drink some water to soothe your throat."
Only after Emperor Cheng Xiao drank some water did he truly regain consciousness.
"You're the ones who saved me?"
He slowly made out the people standing in the room and froze. "Zi... Ziyin?!" Immediately, his eyes filled with vigilance. "What do you want, bringing me here?"
