Murong Jingwan's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of brisk footsteps. When she came back to her senses, Xuan Ningyi was already standing in front of her bed with a bowl of steaming rice dumplings.
The faint aroma of wine, mixed with the sweet taste, immediately heightened Murong Jingwan's taste.
I wanted to sit up, but unexpectedly the wound on my body hurt. The pain that disappeared suddenly returned, and my whole body felt like it was being gently eaten by insects.
"Jingwan, don't move, be careful of the wound, I'll feed you." Xuan Ningyi placed the bowl in his hand on the table nearby, and then gently hugged Murong Jingwan into his arms.
His pale face turned red instantly. Such an intimate gesture could only be done between husband and wife, but Xuan Ningyi did not shy away from it at all.
Not noticing anything strange about Murong Jingwan, Xuan Ningyi thoughtfully held up the spoon and fed Murong Jingwan spoonful after spoonful.
Murong Jingwan blushed slightly and turned away to refuse, but Xuan Ningyi's spoon circled around her.
Reluctantly, I ate the spoonful of fermented glutinous rice dumplings, and the faint fragrance melted in the corner of my mouth.
The taste is almost the same as in the memory, but the taste of my mother can never be tasted again.
Catching the teardrop that fell from the corner of his eye, Xuan Ningyi said jokingly: "Isn't it that the chef's fermented glutinous rice dumplings are so delicious?"
Murong Jingwan was shocked to realize her loss of composure and shook her head slightly.
"Fourth Prince, how do you know that Jingwan's favorite food is fermented glutinous rice dumplings?" Murong Jingwan asked carelessly.
The hand holding the spoon trembled, and the complicated look was instantly hidden in Xuan Ningyi's dark eyes.
"I just guessed at random." Xuan Ningyi said lightly, his heart in a mess.
As they ate the fermented glutinous rice dumplings fed by Xuan Ningyi, no one said anything, and the atmosphere was silent and depressing.
After awkwardly finishing the bowl of rice dumplings, Murong Jingwan looked at Xuan Ningyi gratefully.
"Thank you, Fourth Prince!"
Looking at Murong Jingwan tenderly, Xuan Ningyi said lightly: "Jingwan, you never have to say thank you to me."
With her mouth slightly open in surprise, Murong Jingwan looked at Xuan Ningyi stupidly, gradually overlapping those charming black eyes with the black eyes in her memory.
"Jingwan, your body is still very weak. After you have eaten, you should have a good sleep and take good care of yourself. I will always be with you." Xuan Ningyi forcibly covered Murong Jingwan with a brocade quilt.
Her eyelids became heavier and heavier, and Murong Jingwan soon fell asleep sweetly.
ps: I solemnly recommend Zi Shang’s modern romance [The Newlywed Cousin Who Wrongly Loves a Beautiful Man]. I hope everyone will support it. It is currently being serialized!
