Ye Qichi's words were laced with cold irony, clearly showing his disdain for Xiao Jinxing.
Xiao Jinxing just watched her, watched her appear much weaker than he had imagined.
During his vigil at the Imperial Palace these past days, he had always thought that Ye Qichi might have recovered. He remembered her strong ability to heal herself, but now, really seeing her weakened state, it seemed he had overestimated Ye Qichi.
Overestimated?!
Or rather, this time her injuries were truly too severe.
So severe that she kept failing to recuperate.
Waves of emotion stirred in Xiao Jinxing's heart.
In the Imperial Palace these past days, this was always the case.
Every time he thought of Ye Qichi, a sense of guilt would well up inside him.
He silently adjusted his own emotions.
Without receiving a response from Xiao Jinxing, Ye Qichi spoke again with sarcasm, "This concubine won't die just yet, disappointing the Prince."
"Do you hate me?" Xiao Jinxing abruptly asked.
