Helan Qin'er felt that she had been on a pirate ship, and whether she would survive to see her father was another matter.
How could he still be in the mood to care about who he would be so close to?
Feng Ruohen had never seen her look so lethargic. He sighed softly, stretched out his hand to steady her and said, "I'll take you out for some fresh air."
Without waiting for any indication from her, she took Qin'er by the shoulders and took her out of the cabin.
Her legs had been weak for a long time, and as soon as she heard that she was going outside, she immediately began to wail in her heart.
Regardless of the image, she howled at him, "I won't go..."
"Afraid?"
"Who is afraid?" The unknown person glared at him and moved his feet reluctantly.
In fact, she was really worried about what she would do if she accidentally fell into the river because the boat was shaking so hard.
As soon as I stepped out of the cabin, the fresh air hit my face.
The person who was suddenly lifted into the palm of his hand looked like a fish that was almost suffocated, sticking its head out and taking a big breath.
No...how could He Lanqin'er be a fish? She...is afraid of water.
Feng Ruohen took her to the observation deck in the middle of the highest level of the ship. It was ventilated on all sides and protected from rain by the roof. It was indeed much better than the stuffy cabin.
There were lights all over the ship, and on the deck, although the wind and rain were still there, it was not as rocking as below.
Qin'er was placed on the couch by Feng Ruohen and ordered to prepare light meals. He sat opposite her, not knowing what he was thinking, drinking wine with a calm expression.
He has never been good at expressing himself.
She knew that he was good to her, silent and practical.
After sitting for a while, Qiner became more energetic.
Looking around again, after staying in the cabin for two days, I unknowingly approached the south.
It's not as cold as the past few days.
The surrounding mountains and rivers are undulating, and the towering outline is outlined by the night. It is a bit ferocious in the wind and rain.
Fortunately, there were sporadic lights on the boat. The man sitting across from him was cold and inhumane, but when he thought about his miserable appearance, he was still a king among thousands of people.
How can you let him sit here with you and relax your mind?
"Alas~" Qin'er didn't know how many times she had uttered the same emotion, "How could it be me."
Feng Ruohen glanced at her steadily and answered smoothly, "How could it be you."