Rebirth to Zero (MTL)

Chapter 20: Taking care of yourself

Jun Lixuan and Jun Liyuan went to follow Emperor Yanxi's instructions. While the two of them were busy, Ling Qiyang stayed by the bed. He was not sure when Mo Qingge would wake up, so as not to make any mistakes, he could not take a step further until Jun Liyuan came back.

The book in his hand turned another page, and a slight humming sound made Ling Qiyang turn his eyes from the book and reach out to touch Mo Qingge's forehead. He was still a little hot, but it was much lower than before.

Mo Qingge's eyelids moved, and then he opened his eyes. It took a while to focus and see Ling Qiyang clearly in front of him. Just as he was about to speak, his dry throat was choked by air, causing him to cough uncomfortably.

Ling Qiyang quickly poured him a glass of water, held up his head, and brought it to his mouth, "You are injured, be careful."

Mo Qingge was obviously very thirsty. He drank the water in just a few mouthfuls with Ling Qiyang's hand. Ling Qiyang poured him another glass, and then he felt relieved.

"I'm...still alive..." Mo Qingge looked around the bed tent, with a vague sense of confusion in his eyes.

"I picked you up." Ling Qiyang helped him tuck the quilt and didn't mention the mass grave. "You were wrapped in a mat and dumped in the suburbs of Beijing. I happened to be passing by."

"Thank you." Mo Qingge's voice was pleasant, but his tone did not reveal much emotion and seemed a bit dull.

"It should."

"This is your home?" Mo Qingge asked. The furnishings in this room are not found in ordinary people's homes. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they belong to the nobles of the royal palace.

Ling Qiyang shook his head, "This is Prince Yi's Mansion. I was about to come back after I rescued you, so I brought you here with me." Since Mo Qingge knew Jun Liyuan, he had nothing to hide.

Hearing this, Mo Qingge frowned slightly and stopped talking.

"You don't care about your hands?" Ling Qiyang asked. For a Qin Ling, hands are extremely important.

Mo Qingge looked at the ceiling of the tent, took his hands out of the quilt, looked at the carefully bandaged hands, and said calmly: "If it weren't for these hands, maybe I wouldn't be where I am today..." The faint sigh was mixed with a kind of helplessness, which was somewhat sad and resigned.

Ling Qiyang poured himself a cup of hot tea and said, "No matter how difficult life is, there is always someone worth cherishing yourself for. Even if you haven't met that person yet, you can still cherish yourself first."

Mo Qingge looked at him, with some complicated emotions in his eyes - forbearance, exhaustion, grievance... too much hard work and sadness mixed together. After experiencing all kinds of life, he could only accept it if he didn't die. This goes on and on, never knowing when it will end.

"Fate may really come back to care for you when you are so desperate that you want to give up. The premise is that you still have the strength and courage to continue." These words were meant for Mo Qingge, but also for himself. Thinking about what happened between him and Jun Lixuan, didn't it turn around in the end?

Mo Qingge twitched the corner of his mouth and showed an obscure smile, "You make it sound like you have experienced it."

Ling Qiyang nodded without hesitation, "I used to be a joke to all the women and princes in Ye Jing, but so what?"

Mo Qingge looked at him in surprise and said, "Are you Ling Qiyang?"

"Look, you also know." Ling Qiyang took a sip of tea nonchalantly, as if talking about someone else's business. Now that he could indeed stay out of the situation, those who laughed at him had returned to their previous jealousy.