Chapter 201: Seeing the black-bellied peerless evildoer again [1]
"How long have I been unconscious?" He raised his eyes and asked softly.
"Fifteen days."
Feng Xizi replied simply, turned around, took the coat hanging on the screen, and put it on his shoulders, which were only wearing single clothes.
"Are you taking care of me?" He obediently raised his upper body and leaned on the pillow she had raised. His eyes were soft and deep, falling on her pink lips.
Fengjia said that in the past fifteen days, she had personally fed him every porridge and medicine he drank.
Although he was unconscious, he could feel the fragrant and soft touch on his lips.
Following his clear eyes, Feng Xizi bit her lower lip, her pink cheeks felt hot in vain, and she felt a little at a loss.
She listened to every word of what the four brothers had just said to Mo Zhilan - the fourth young master of the Feng family, everyone knew that they were all idiots!
Otherwise, why would she tell Mo Zhilan so harshly how she fed him medicine and porridge? Damn it, she will kick out those four brothers who have no brotherly love to make money!
...Although this...it seems that she has no brotherly love...
But...well, when has she ever had such a thing as sibling love?
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"Why, isn't it Zi'er who takes care of me?" Mo Zhilan smiled half-heartedly, his narrow, fox-like black eyes blinked lightly, "I heard that Zi'er fed me by herself, right?"
"That's because you were seriously injured, so I took this step to save you." She suppressed her shyness and answered calmly.
Mo Zhilan stared at her, his warm and elegant eyes glowing with wine-like tenderness under the gauze curtains dimmed by the yellow light. Without warning, he stretched out his hand, and with his slender palms, he gently lifted her thin and slim body.
He lowered his chin, and then brushed away the fallen hair from her pink cheeks.
"Zi'er, thank you." He smiled slowly, his smile as elegant as bamboo.
His touch was too unexpected, and the warmth of the skin-to-skin contact made her stunned for several seconds.
There was an indescribable softness in Mo Zhilan's expression, which made her heart feel inexplicably hot, as if something was about to burst out.
She lowered her long eyelashes to hide the restlessness in her heart.
"You don't need to be so polite. You saved me, so it's natural for me to take care of you. Besides, you are the emperor. If you die on the Feng family's territory, I won't be able to explain to the royal family, and I won't let you die at all.
If you die, it will only do harm to the Feng family but no good."
Reason after reason, trying to convince Mo Zhilan, and also trying to convince himself.
"Really..." He murmured softly, gradually showing a sly smile, and curiously asked: "If I can't drink the medicine now, will you still continue to feed me?"
Her pretty pink cheeks suddenly turned red. Feng Xizi glanced at him and glared at him angrily, "I will directly pour it on your wound!"
"...Ahem." Mo Zhilan covered his lips and chuckled. His Zi'er was always like this. He would become angry if he was told that something was wrong.
But having said that, when he woke up, none of the treatment given to Nephrite Wenxiang was seen. If he had known this, he should have pretended to be comatose...
"Why are you laughing? Don't forget, I saved your life. I'll repay you for the unnecessary life-saving grace. We don't owe each other anything!" The look that looked like a smile but not a smile made her want to step on her hard.
How many feet.
This man is not human!
It's a demon!
It's a fox demon!
Even though he was so seriously injured and so weak, his every move and every smile could still make people feel the beauty of clear water.