[69 Book Bar - www.] The night was so quiet that it was intoxicating. The bright moon emerged from the clouds, its clear light spread and enveloped the entire Prime Minister's Mansion.

Feng Xiye went to the well to fetch a bucket of water and heated it with her internal power. Then she carried Leng Wuxin to the bed, took off her clothes, and wiped her body that had become sticky with sweat with a handkerchief. Then,

He took out a piece of his own clothes from the closet and put it on Leng Wuxin, then carefully covered her with a quilt.

After doing all this, he remembered that the wound on his back had not been treated. It was just that it was quiet at night and it was not convenient to disturb others. He walked behind the screen and took a cold shower, put on a set of clean clothes, and was about to

Lying down on the couch, the bedroom window was pushed open from the outside in, and a red figure flashed in.

The visitor was none other than Nangong Liufeng, who lived in the post house.

Tonight, he had been restless and had an uneasy sleep. After waking up from a nightmare, he ran to the Prime Minister's Mansion to have a look. It turned out that something had happened.

"Ye, you are injured."

As soon as he entered the house, the pungent smell of blood filled the whole room. Nangong Liufeng's expression changed, and he frowned and asked nervously.

"You came just in time. I have a little injury on my back. I can't handle it myself. I leave it to you." Feng Xi Ye Qingyue's voice was full of fatigue. He sat down on the edge of the couch and took off his shirt, but his back was still there.

The bloody wound was exposed to the air.

"Whoever dares to hurt you, if you let this prince know who it is, I will peel off his skin and beat his tendons." Nangong Liufeng cursed angrily while treating the wound on Feng Xiye's back. He

At this time, all his eyes were focused on the injured Feng Xiye, and he didn't even notice that there was anyone lying on the bed.

"Keep your voice down, Xin'er is already asleep, don't wake her up." Feng Xiye reminded softly.

"You mean that scary woman Leng Wuxin is also here." Nangong Liufeng was stunned after hearing this. He turned his eyes and looked towards the bed. Through the gauze curtain, he vaguely saw someone lying inside. His eyes floated.

With a hint of weirdness, he asked: "How come she sleeps in your bed?"

"It's a long story. Is the medicine ready?" Feng Xiye changed the subject.

"It's ready." Nangong Liufeng said.

"Now that the medicine is ready, please clean up the floor. I'm tired, so I'll lie down for a while." Feng Xiye was not polite at all. As soon as she finished speaking, she lay down on the soft couch and closed her eyes to sleep.

Down.

"I am the crown prince of a country. Isn't it too much for you to ask me to do such a menial job for a servant?" Nangong Liufeng complained dissatisfiedly, but Feng Xiye's face was so pale that it was almost transparent.

It fell into his eyes. He sighed helplessly, bent down and really started to pack it away.

After cleaning up, he found a quilt to cover Feng Xiye, then used Qinggong and returned to the inn.

The next day, the sun penetrated the floating thin clouds, dispersed the misty fog, and spread warmth to the earth.

After a night's sleep, although Feng Xiye's face remained pale, she was full of energy.

He walked to the bed, opened the gauze curtain and looked down at the person on the bed. There was still no sign of waking up. A trace of worry could not help but appear in his eyes. He was about to bend down to test whether she had a fever, but he pulled the wound on her back and heard a sound.

He groaned and sat on the edge of the bed instead, reaching out and touching Leng Wuxin's forehead. The temperature was normal, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!