When Feng Yichen's injury is healed, she will go to find him personally, even to the ends of the earth, she will find him back.
How could Feng Yichen not know what she was thinking, but he still wanted to selfishly keep her by his side and not let her leave.
"Cough, cough, cough..." He suddenly coughed violently, and spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound, dyeing his white clothes red. The blood quickly spread on his chest, blooming like a flower.
Come.
Long Momo looked at him in panic, stretched out his hand to calm him down, "How's it going? You're fine. Why are you vomiting blood again? Isn't it already fine?"
Feng Yichen waved to her and looked at her with a smile, "It's okay, don't worry."
Long silently bit his lower lip, his watery eyes filled with mist, which soon gathered into large tears and rolled down.
"I'll call the imperial doctor!" She turned to leave, but was grabbed tightly by a big hand.
"Don't leave, I don't need a royal doctor!" His eyes were full of hope, how could Long Momo not know what he meant.
She took a deep breath, forced back the tears that were about to fall, turned her eyes and smiled at him,
"Let me change your clothes, they're dirty!"
Feng Yichen nodded, as long as she didn't leave, he would do anything she asked him to do.
Long Momo wiped the blood from his lips, reached out to untie the belt around his waist, and his green fingertips brushed across his hot body, causing his heart to ripple in an instant, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.
Sparks flashed in his eyes, and then he just stared at her blankly, forgetting what actions he should take.
"Raise your hands!" Long Momo took off his clothes for him seriously. Seeing that he remained motionless, he had to order him, but found that he was still sitting there blankly, with a suspicious blush on his face.
Only then did she notice that Feng Yichen's firm and tight chest had been exposed, with deep and shallow scars on it, some old and some new, which looked particularly dazzling on his fair skin.
She knew that all these injuries were caused to save her, including the arrow wounds from last time and the abrasions caused by falling off the cliff this time.
Feng Yichen found that she was staring at the scars, her face was slightly embarrassed, and she turned her head away awkwardly.
"stop looking!"
Long Momo came back to her senses, her face turned red, and she continued to change his clothes in embarrassment. Her heart could no longer be calm. Her hands were trembling slightly. She was about to take off her clothes, but how could she?
Can't take it off either.
Feng Yichen noticed something strange about her, reached out and grabbed her trembling little hand, looked at her with a smile, and there was a tenderness in his eyes that could not be erased for thousands of years.
"No matter what I do for you, I am willing to do it. Don't feel burdened. I am very happy to be hurt for you."
His face was as pale as paper, in sharp contrast to the heat in his eyes. There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth. His whole person looked like a snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountains, elegant and ethereal.
"Fool! I'm not worthy!" Long Momo's eyes were filled with light and water mist quickly accumulated, awkwardly avoiding his affectionate gaze.
Feng Yichen smiled indifferently, stretched out his hand to stroke her seaweed-like black hair,
"Hurry up and help me change my clothes, I don't want to be frozen." He said half-jokingly, successfully resolving the awkward atmosphere flowing in the air.
