Xia Qianqian nestled in his arms obediently, looking a little unnatural.

He held her in his arms, walked straight to the bed, and gently put her down.

"Don't move! Wait!"

At this time, he was extra careful. He took the pillow next to the bed, placed it at one end of the bed, and let her sit on the pillow.

He reached out and covered her with the quilt again.

"Why are you so careless?" he asked, with a hint of reproach in his tone.

"I was so hungry and wanted to drink porridge, but I felt dizzy and fell down accidentally." She explained lightly, looking up, secretly observing his expression.

The corners of his lips moved, and he wanted to say something, but he held back.

Turn around and bring the rice bowl from the table nearby.

He sat in front of her bed, stirred it with a wooden spoon, scooped out a spoonful, blew on the hot air, and brought it to her mouth, "Come on, open your mouth, eat!"

This kind of feeding method made Xia Qianqian a little flattered.

She hesitated and slowly opened her mouth.

The warm and fragrant vegetable porridge immediately blocked all her thoughts as soon as she took her mouth. She swallowed it in one gulp and opened her mouth hurriedly, "Ah! I want more!"

The second spoonful of vegetable porridge immediately reached her mouth.

Xia Qianqian opened her mouth and took another bite. Her taste buds were satisfied and her empty stomach was replenished. Her eyebrows, which had been squeezed together, slowly lifted up, and her eyes became a little more lively.

"It's so delicious!" It was just a bowl of hot porridge, which suddenly brought us closer to each other, "This is roast chicken!"

Tear the roasted chicken into small shreds little by little, mix it into the white rice porridge, and add chopped green onions for a unique taste!

She took another sip with satisfaction and couldn't help but thank you: "You have just recovered Fanshan, so you must have a lot of things to do. You also found a cook to make a bowl of vegetable and pork porridge for me. Thank you so much."

The spoon that was stirring the vegetable porridge suddenly stopped. He looked down at the rice bowl and changed the subject: "You are a doctor, do you know why you have a fever and coma?"

"This..." Xia Qianqian thought for a moment, "Maybe the wind between Qingshan and Fanshan is too strong. I flew here wearing a hang glider and caught a cold."

"Or maybe the air in the cave was too cold and humid, and my clothes were soaked and I was frozen again."

"It's possible..."

She paused and looked up into his eyes, "Feng Wei wants to kill me, I'm too frightened."

When she mentioned Feng Wei, her tone was very relaxed.

But Ji Zimo's heart became heavy again because of the person she spoke of.

After feeding her the few spoons of vegetable porridge left in the bowl, he stood up and warned: "You have to rest first. I have sent people to find Mr. Liu and ask him to come and treat you."

At this moment, Mr. Liu is staying in Mo Mansion, taking care of the young master's condition, and dealing with Hebei at the same time. Secretly, he also wants to sell Shuxinning Pills to her. Where can he find a place to be, he comes to Fanshan.
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"No need!" Xia Qianqian waved her hands repeatedly, "I just caught a cold and had a fever. You must not disturb Mr. Liu. I will treat this fever."

"If you need any herbs, just tell me and I will send someone to pick them and boil them."

Ji Zimo stood in front of the bed, looking at her condescendingly, with irresistible pressure hidden in his tone, "If the fever still can't go away before dark, Mr. Liu must come tonight."

After finishing his words, he turned around and walked away.

This person is really...

Xia Qianqian, who had eaten and drank enough, slipped into the bed, turned over, and lay facing the wall. She lowered her head, took an antipyretic medicine from the Ruyi bracelet, stuffed it into her mouth, and raised her head.

, swallowed it hard.

Outside the house, Ji Zimo strode out, and when he passed the arch, Xiao Yong caught up with him.

"Your Highness, Xia Chi was rescued by Feng Wei. A group of people escaped from the cave relying on their familiarity with the topography of Fanshan Mountain."

"We followed them all the way. They took a small wooden boat and went down the river overnight. I'm afraid they have escaped from the boundaries of Jiangcheng."

Ji Zimo's steps forward were slightly stagnant, and there was an unknown sharpness in his eyes as he looked at Xiao Yong, "The sword you pierced into Xia Chi's collarbone, according to your judgment, how injured was he?"

Xiao Yong has outstanding martial arts skills and has always been good at fighting.

When his master asked about this, he said confidently: "My sword pierced his shoulder and collarbone, and I'm afraid it hurt his lungs. If he is treated in time, there may be a glimmer of hope."

"If he hadn't been in time, he would have followed Feng Wei and fled all the way, which would have been a disaster."

Xia Chi pierced His Highness's chest with a sword. If His Highness hadn't been wearing soft gold armor, I'm afraid the souls would have started queuing up by the Naihe Bridge.

The situation was critical at that time. When Xiao Yong saw this, he wished he could rush forward and hurt His Highness.

Therefore, when he fought with his sword, all the moves he used were dead moves, leaving no chance of survival.

"It's more bad than good!" Ji Zimo muttered four words silently.

Suddenly, he thought of the man in the other courtyard who was as beautiful as the moon, teaching him swordsmanship step by step, and teaching him his studies day and night.

To him, Xia Chi is his mentor, and he is like a father and a brother.

But Ji Zimo didn't expect that he would continue to commit himself to the dark corner and silently assist him in such a tragic way.

"Xia Yong, you continue to investigate, and you must find out Xia Chi's life and death." Ji Zimo looked coldly and ordered: "Remember, the next time you face Xia Chi, you must capture him alive."

"I want him alive!" he solemnly confessed.

Xia Chi's identity is special. For his safety, Ji Zimo plans to continue to hide it from everyone, including Xia Qianqian.

Feng Wei is cunning. If he becomes suspicious of Xia Chi and tries to test him again, if someone reveals a flaw, all of Xia Chi's previous efforts will be in vain and may even endanger his life.

"I obey!" Xiao Yong bowed his hands and accepted the order.

However, he couldn't help but speculate that the reason His Highness was so kind to Xia Chi was probably because of Miss Xia.

The two of them walked outside along the stone wall.

The breeze blew, bringing with it Geng Zhong's scattered thoughts, "Run, where else can you run. It's your blessing to have you replenish Miss Xia's health."

Immediately, he raised the knife and dropped it, the chicken's crow suddenly stopped, and there was a faint smell of blood in the air.

Walking some distance further, through an arch, Geng Zhong squatted in front of a pit in the garden not far away, holding a knife in one hand and a pheasant in the other.

The pheasant had just had its neck cut off and was bleeding. There was a water basin on the ground next to the pit, and the water in the basin was steaming.

After draining the blood from the chicken in his hand, Geng Zhong put the pheasant into the hot water. When he was about to pluck the feathers, he suddenly turned his head and spotted Ji Zimo and Xiao Yong standing not far away.

He quickly threw the pheasant in his hand into the basin, stood up, looked at Ji Zimo, and smiled awkwardly: "Your Highness, you won't let me do this job of making porridge and tearing chicken."
Chapter completed!