Freya looked at the bowl of plain porridge and stared at the White Fox in surprise. "We haven't seen each other for just a few months, and you've really changed."

"No, I'm still the same old me," the White Fox said shyly.

But Freya smiled and said, "No, you've become more feminine, more sensible, and you're even good at taking care of others now."

In the past, the White Fox had been carefree and did whatever she wanted. But since she got together with Xiao Yan, she had restrained her temper a lot. The little troublemaker who used to only cause trouble actually knew how to take care of others now. It was really amazing!

The White Fox scratched her head and giggled twice. "I'm a girl who's about to get married. If I don't know these things, what if my husband's family dislikes me? Although Aunt Xiao doesn't mind my background, I always feel that I'm not worthy of Xiao Yan's family background. But then I thought, since I can't change my background, I'll change myself. Once I become an excellent woman like you, Boss, the Xiao family will have nothing to say."

Hearing the White Fox's words, Freya's eyes changed. Was this still the White Fox she knew? She never expected that the White Fox would now think of others.

Well, indeed, the power of love is great!

"I support you. You can do it," Freya was genuinely happy to see the White Fox's changes.

"My boss is so excellent. How can I fall behind?" The White Fox grinned and then handed the porridge to her. "Eat something quickly. Look how thin you've become. If you get any thinner, I might be able to beat you in a fight."

Freya took the porridge and said to her, "I'm your boss. There's no way you can beat me, and of course, you won't be able to."

Although it was half a joke, Freya admitted that her martial arts skills were indeed not as good as before. If she really had a fight with the White Fox now, she might not have the upper hand.

Perhaps she was really extremely hungry, as Freya finished the bowl of porridge clean. The White Fox then washed some fruits, and she ate them all up.

Seeing that she had regained her spirits and had a good appetite, the White Fox finally felt relieved. But suddenly, she started crying again. "Boss, you really scared me. We've known each other for so long, and I've never seen you like this before."

At that time, the White Fox felt as if she was about to lose Freya. In the past, Freya had been confident, cold, and highly skilled in martial arts. Even if she had been seriously injured during training a few times, she could get out of bed after a few days of rest.

But now, she looked so weak and delicate, as if a gust of wind could blow her over. This made the White Fox feel very sad.

"Silly girl, I'm fine, aren't I? Stop crying," Freya patted her back to soothe her. Suddenly, she remembered something and quickly asked, "By the way, has Bradley woken up?"

Although the surgery had been successful, Bradley's body was severely damaged, and it was still uncertain when he would wake up.

The White Fox shook her head. "Not yet. He's still in a coma."

"I'll go and take a look," Freya handed the porridge bowl to her and got out of bed.

Although her body hadn't returned to its former state, it was much better than when she had just collapsed.

The White Fox wanted to help her, but she waved her hand and refused. "I'm not Lin Daiyu. I'm not that delicate."

"Then put on your coat," the White Fox knew that the boss had a stubborn personality and didn't insist. She fetched the coat and put it on Freya.

Freya rushed to Bradley's ward. As soon as she reached the door, she saw the doctor examining his body.

When she went in, the doctor nodded politely. "Your Majesty the Queen, don't worry. His Majesty the King is out of danger."

Although the medical skills of these doctors were not as good as those of the few doctors around Bradley, they were all experienced and authoritative experts. Moreover, since the person in front of them was the monarch of Solterra and also a friend of Ye Lu An, no one dared to neglect him in the slightest.

"Thank you. You've all worked hard," Freya said gratefully.

The doctors said it was their duty and then left the ward, leaving the space for the couple.

After the door was closed, Freya walked up to Bradley, sat down beside the bed, and held his hand tightly. "I'm already better. When will you wake up?"

As she spoke, her slender fingers gently stroked the man's haggard face.

He was clearly the imposing Leonard, the king of Solterra, the leader of the Dark Web, a powerful figure who could manipulate power at will. Yet, he had been injured countless times because of her.

At this moment, Freya was filled with guilt. If she had listened to Bradley's advice and gone back to the Dark Web for treatment, would all of this have had a perfect ending?

The man in black wouldn't have escaped, Bradley wouldn't have been injured, and they might have even traced the mastermind hiding in the Yuan Kingdom through these ninjas.

"It's all my fault. I've caused you so much trouble," she said.

They had carefully planned this operation, but in the end, it had come to nothing, and they had suffered heavy losses.

After all, it was she who had held them back.

She didn't know if he had heard her voice or if Bradley was about to wake up, but his finger moved involuntarily.

Freya noticed it clearly and called his name excitedly. "Bradley, you can hear me, right?"

However, all she got in return was still a deathly silence.

Freya sat back down in disappointment, feeling extremely down, but she still forced a smile. "It's okay. You're too tired. You really need to rest for a few days."

"I'll stay here with you until you're willing to wake up."

She kissed his hand, just as the man had accompanied her gently every time she was in danger and fell into a coma.

Freya kept talking, chattering like a sparrow.

Perhaps she would have thought of herself like this as being too noisy in the past, but at this moment, for Freya, she couldn't talk enough.

She talked about the past, how she had saved Bradley on the mountain and how long she had waited for him there.

She also picked up the wolf tooth jade whistle and blew it, as if telling the story of their encounter.

Finally, she complained that Bradley had pretended to be ugly and disabled to deceive her, but as she talked about these things, a happy smile always hung on her face.

And as she kept talking, Bradley, who had been in a coma, gradually showed some signs of movement.

At the same time, in the Xiangyuan Garden in the north.

The wind chimes made a strange sound.

The figure of Shadow One in white flashed past and stood under a wind chime. She reached out and gently stroked the wind chimes, allowing them to fully play their role.

"It's my incompetence, and I failed," a shadow appeared behind her, knelt down on one knee, and said.

The woman didn't say anything. Dressed in white, she was like the white snow covering the dry branches in winter. She kept playing with the wind chimes, making their sound reverberate throughout the garden as much as possible.

But in the end, she suddenly tore down the wind chimes in anger and threw them to the ground with force.

"You've done your best. It's not your fault," the woman's voice was like that of a shrill ghost in the dark night, sharp and eerie, making one's scalp tingle.