The scent of peach blossoms on the person beside him was incredibly pleasant, as if spring sunlight was shining upon him,
A pair of hands pulled at his hands gripping his collar, seemingly wanting him to let go.
The warmth of those hands felt very comfortable to him, feverish as he was.
Long Xiao obediently let go of the collar and instead clasped tightly onto the hand.
So comfortable.
Once held onto, one never wants to let go for a lifetime.
This was his last thought before his consciousness completely slipped into darkness.
Gu Shengyin looked helplessly at this person tightly gripping her hand.
How was she supposed to apply medicine like this?
However, this person held on so tightly that when she finally managed to pry his hand away, she found her own hand was bruised and swollen.
Gu Shengyin: "..." Indeed, the skin of Eldest Princess Yong Le was truly delicate and precious.
