“Take me to him.” Gu Bailu wasn’t completely reassured.“You just get some rest. He’ll be fine since Mr. Xiao is here, although he might suffer a lot.” Ye Ying tried to make her lord sound more miserable.

　　Her lord was so nice to the former princess, yet the former princess had been so brutal to him the other day.

　　Gu Bailu looked at her own feet and decided to drop it, as she would probably die from the pain before she reached Feng Qingtian’s room.

　　Besides, she couldn’t do anything to save him even if she checked on him.

　　She could help with common illnesses, but certainly not with a Heavenly Tribulation.

　　“Then what about Yan Anchun? How is she?”

　　Actually, she only wanted to know if Yan Anchun was still alive.

　　“I don’t know. The lord doesn’t allow his subordinates to enter the new princess’s room.” Ye Ying left.

　　Gu Bailu recalled Feng Qingtian’s wounds. His appealing and tight back was burned and blistered. It was going to be nasty when the blisters burst.

　　It was hard to say if he would be able to fully recover.

　　Gu Bailu was quite upset. She hadn’t done anything wrong, but why had things ended up like this?

　　However, Yan Anchun should be fine, since Gu Bailu had drawn the Heavenly Tribulation to herself.

　　From that perspective, Feng Qingtian had been injured in order to help Yan Anchun.

　　So, Gu Bailu needn’t feel sorry for him… Not when she had been injured herself…

　　Thinking that, Gu Bailu soon fell asleep.

　　After a long while, when her head was throbbing due to the pain in her feet, she woke up in a daze and saw an indistinct shadow in front of her. She shouted in fear, “Who are you?”

　　“Don’t be scared. It’s me,” said Feng Qingtian in the dark.

　　However, his voice was low and hoarse, and he didn’t sound like his usual confident self.

　　Gu Bailu wanted to sit up, but Feng Qingtian pressed her down. “Just lie there. Don’t move about with your injured feet.”

　　“You’re more badly hurt than I am. Why are you here instead of lying down?” Gu Bailu looked at him in confusion.

　　Why was he in her room in the middle of the night when he was heavily injured?

　　He should be in Yan Anchun’s room if he wanted company.

　　“I was worried that you might be unable to sleep. Does it hurt?” Feng Qingtian looked at her feet regretfully.

　　He felt frustrated that his woman had to suffer like this.

　　He used to be a powerful man, but now could only protect his woman through tricks and schemes.

　　He missed the days when he was high and mighty and nobody could stop him.

　　“Yes. That’s why I woke up. But it must be worse for you.” Gu Bailu could only imagine how he felt. Only her feet had been burnt, and she couldn’t sleep, but Feng Qingtian’s entire back had been burnt.

　　“My skin is thick. I’m not scared of pain.” Feng Qingtian stroked her forehead but didn’t move, probably because it would hurt if he did

　　His actions were quite stiff.

　　“Don’t touch me… How is Yan Anchun?” asked Gu Bailu.

　　“Alive. Mr. Xiao said that she can be kept alive at best, and she can’t live as vivid a life as before.” Feng Qingtian grabbed her hand. “Thank god it was her. I don’t know what I would do if it were you.”

　　Gu Bailu rolled her eyes. “What are you talking about? You almost sound like you’re glad that she was hit.”