My Husband, a Marshal: Conquering the Stars with My Culinary Arts-Chapter 652 - 220: Another Space-Time

But the many burdens in Chen Yin’s heart were things he couldn’t reveal in front of Miao Miao, not because of any concerns, but simply because he didn’t want Miao Miao to worry alongside him. He was willing to take on more so that they could continue living stably.

Chen Yin had many things to busy himself with, and although he was very concerned about Du Xixi’s condition and emotions, after lunch, faced with the persistent urging from the Imperial Palace, he had to take the Rob and return.

The hospital room was left with just Du Xixi and Miao Miao; Chen Yin’s departure didn’t dispel the heavy atmosphere. Miao Miao, who was equally bad at comforting people, sat by the bedside, her delicate white hands clasped together. After a long time, Miao Miao finally uttered, "Don’t be sad, the adults will be fine."

Du Xixi lowered her eyes and smiled faintly; her pale face showed no color, but Miao Miao felt that her emotions had stabilized, much better than when she had just woken up and was still crying. Yet Du Xixi sat there without saying a word, this state persisted until evening—Ke Xing arrived with Yiyi and Er Er.

When Du Xixi woke up, Ke Xing naturally had to bring the two grandchildren to visit her, perhaps with Yiyi and Er Er’s company, Du Xixi’s worries about Ke Lian would ease a bit.

It was indeed the case, Du Xixi finally showed a smile because of the innocence of her two sons, but neither Ke Xing nor Miao Miao knew if this smile was from the heart or just surface deep.

It was because Du Xixi’s pallor and the sorrow in her eyes were too heartbreaking. Even when Du Xixi fell asleep, Miao Miao, by the light of a small night lamp, tucked her in and saw the teardrops sliding from the corners of Du Xixi’s eyes.

Miao Miao sighed silently, wiping away her tears with a handkerchief, only to find that even as she was wiping, Du Xixi’s tears kept falling. So, Miao Miao sat gently on the companion chair by the bedside, wrapped in a blanket, wiping Du Xixi’s tears for most of the night.

It wasn’t until two or three in the morning that Du Xixi, seemingly exhausted from crying, finally stopped. Miao Miao waited a while, seeing that she indeed stopped crying, tiptoed to the companion bed to rest.

The two sisters were weary, one in dreams, the other in reality. When they woke up, the sun was already high; looking at the time, it was almost ten o’clock. Since Du Xixi’s health was actually not a problem, no doctors or nurses came to check on her. Only after Du Xixi got up did Miao Miao press the bedside button, and a nurse brought in two meal boxes.

"Ma’am, Miss Miao Miao, these were brought over by 2569 this morning, said to be breakfast prepared for you." The nurse liked Du Xixi, seeing her so haggard because of Ke Lian’s accident, she felt uncomfortable, but as an outsider, all she could do was try to soften her tone as much as possible, fearing to disturb this pitiful person with pale lips.

How could Marshal Ke Lian and the others have possibly come out of the wormhole?

Having breakfast now was indeed a bit late, but after taking it, Du Xixi still smiled gently and said to the nurse, "Thank you."

The nurse quickly waved her hand, her expression momentarily becoming compassionate, but she dared not let Du Xixi see it, so she quickly exited. She heard that Du Xixi’s usually pleasant voice was so hoarse today, even her beautiful peach blossom eyes were extremely swollen, and her compassion eventually outweighed her concern.

Du Xixi was at her saddest moment; although the nurse avoided quickly, her vision was always keen, and such compassion felt like sharp arrows piercing her heart, causing her clasped hands in front of her abdomen to tighten slightly, though her smile never faltered.

Perhaps she was a strong-willed person after all; the more others pitied her, the more she wanted to appear strong. She could accept others’ care, but pity was something she never wanted to accept.

"Miss, have something to eat first, don’t let your body go hungry." Miao Miao didn’t see the nurse’s expression as she was already bowing her head to open the meal box.

Du Xixi’s box contained plain white porridge with her favorite pickles, as 2569 always prepared breakfast with her health in mind. Yet hers were fragrant pan-fried buns, with a fish filling 2569 had devised, a culinary treat prepared especially for Miao Miao.

When asleep, it’s rare to feel hungry, but now both were awake. Upon hearing Miao Miao’s words, Du Xixi felt an emptiness in her stomach, indeed a bit hungry.