He walked to the table and drank a large sip of tea, then rinsed his mouth to remove the bitter taste from his mouth.
The night flows quietly.
The white clouds like fish scales gradually dissipated, the dark blue sky and the bright moon like a silver plate gradually moved westward.
Worried that Feng Yunhua would get fever again, Murong Lingxuan did not dare to sleep anymore and sat on the edge of the bed with his back straight.
One night passed, and the light of dawn penetrated the sky and sprinkled the sky.
The morning breeze blew gently, and the crystal dewdrops among the hanging branches and leaves dripped with the wind, nourishing the flowers and plants.
"Water, water."
Feng Yunhua opened her misty eyes. She felt as if she had walked out of the desert, and her throat was so dry that she was about to smoke.
Murong Lingxuan quickly poured a cup of tea, holding her head with one hand and holding the teapot with the other. The pointed spout of the teapot was facing the corner of her mouth. The cool tea slowly flowed down the corner of her mouth and into her throat.
.
"Did you save me?" Feng Yunhua finally woke up after her throat was moistened.
"Yeah, how are you going to thank me?" Murong Lingxuan put down the teapot, raised his eyebrows, and traced an evil smile on his lips that confounded all living beings.
"Don't expect me to pledge myself to you." Feng Yunhua's expression was indifferent. She didn't like the ancients' way of always saying, "You should pledge yourself to save your life."
"You are so small and your body has not yet grown. Even if you want to give me your body, I don't dare to take it." Murong Lingxuan said with a trace of anger in his eyes, as if he was angry.
"I don't dare to choose that. That's the best." Feng Yunhua secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and glanced at the side room with her dark eyes. The decoration was elegant, and it was countless times better than the dilapidated room in her courtyard.
All the furniture in the wing is made of precious and rare yellow pear wood. The flowers, plants, fish and insects carved on the furniture are lifelike, especially the pot of orchids placed in the corner, which makes the whole wing feel more alive.
At first glance, you can tell that this wing is specially used to entertain distinguished guests and rest.
"Where is this?" Feng Yunhua asked.
"The residence of Imperial Physician Hua. Yesterday, your breath was weak and you were unconscious, so I carried you directly to his residence."
"Where's Jin Yue?" Thinking of that innocent little girl, Feng Yunhua's eyes showed a trace of worry. She vaguely remembered that when she was half-conscious and half-conscious after being whipped with a cane yesterday, she vaguely seemed to hear that silly girl Jin Yue.
She cried and begged those people to stop beating her.
Murong Lingxuan couldn't adapt to the jumping question. He was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly remembered that the Jin Yue she was talking about was the loyal little girl beside her.
"It's better to worry about yourself than to worry about others. I was whipped yesterday, so I'm lucky to have saved my life." Murong Lingxuan was dissatisfied that Feng Yunhua cared about his maid as soon as she woke up, without even asking about the trouble.
After taking care of her all night, I felt a little bit disgusted.
"Jin Yue is not someone else, she is my sister." Feng Yunhua glanced at Murong Lingxuan, not liking what he just said.
Ever since she came to this strange world, the first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was Jin Yue's sad and crying face. From that moment on, she regarded Jin Yue as her only relative and only one in this strange world.
's sister.
"I think she should still be in Pang Mansion now." Murong Lingxuan's eyes were as deep as a pool, looking at Feng Yunhua complicatedly, and he spoke leisurely.
Murong Lingxuan, who had a noble bloodline from the royal family since birth, could not understand Feng Yunhua's thoughts.
A slave is a slave, how can they be like sisters?
Just like him and Qing Meng, Qing Meng was chosen by him as his bodyguard since he was a child. The two practiced martial arts together and grew up together, but Qing Meng always had a sense of awe towards him.
"I'm going to find her."
As soon as she heard that I was still in Pang Mansion, Feng Yunhua was worried. She struggled to get up and pulled the wound on her back. The pain made her break out in cold sweat and her face turned pale in an instant.
"If you don't mind your naked body being seen naked, just get up." Murong Lingxuan folded his hands on his chest, raised the corners of his mouth evilly, with a wan expression, waiting for Feng Yunhua's spring glory.