Because it was Li Xiangxue's boudoir, Baozi couldn't go in, so he just stayed outside the door. When he saw the little maid coming out, he asked, "How is it?"
"I've taken the medicine, but I haven't woken up yet." The little maid said calmly, and then left with the empty bowl.
After taking two steps, he looked back at Baozi and said, "How are you guarding the gate? Stay away. The uncle is having a private conversation with my wife!"
Baozi: "..."
But she still had a stinky face and walked a few steps away from the door, feeling even more contemptuous of this bullying little maid.
"Xiangxue..." Looking at the pale and unconscious Li Xiangxue, Murong Fei's heart became more and more confused. It turns out that misfortunes never come singly, and all the troublesome things came together.
First, his father was seriously ill, and now Xiangxue is also ill. The Murong family is watching with wolfish eyes.
He only felt heavier than ever before on his shoulders.
He couldn't help but hold Xiang Xue's hand a little tighter.
"Xiangxue, what should I do?" Murong Fei murmured, then put Li Xiangxue's hand into the quilt and stood up slowly.
He walked to the table and gently touched the branches of winter plums with his hands. It was the coldest month of winter, and this year's winter was really a world of ice and snow for Murong Fei.
Murong Fei's body staggered slightly, his brows furrowed slightly, and he finally felt that something was wrong.
Headache, very dizzy.
Although many things had happened in the past few days, he thought he would not be so weak yet, but now, unexpectedly, his whole body was weak, and his consciousness was somewhat scattered.
"What's going on?" He held his forehead, his face became heavy, and he was about to walk out when he heard a soft murmuring voice coming from the bed.
"Hmm...ah..." whispered, Li Xiangxue slowly woke up, and his hazy eyes slowly fell on Murong Fei: "Fei, why are you here?"
"Xiangxue, are you awake?" Murong Fei's steps that were about to walk out changed direction and walked towards Li Xiangxue on the bed. However, his steps gradually became a little floaty and weak.
"Well, I'm awake, I... what's wrong with me?" Li Xiangxue smiled charmingly, gently raised her snow jade-like plain wrist, and gently supported her smooth forehead, and the quilt slipped gently, revealing
Graceful figure.
Murong Fei's eyes were glued to the top as if they were fascinated by the wind. He felt that Li Xiangxue tonight was extremely beautiful, so stunning that it made the fire in his heart shoot up.
.
Especially the fair skin, like snow jade, made him want to rush forward and bite it.
Murong Fei vaguely felt that something was wrong with him, but at this moment, he seemed to have lost his ability to think. All he could see in his eyes, heart, and mind was the peerless person on the bed in front of him.
"Fei, why, why are you looking at me like this..." Li Xiangxue smiled charmingly, and when she saw Murong Fei's increasingly confused eyes, pride flashed in his eyes.
It seems that the medicine is working.
Tonight, Murong Fei, you are completely finished.
In fact, to be honest, Li Xiangxue was really reluctant to hurt this upright man like this. After all, there were too few sincere men in this world. Murong Fei, she knew he was sincere to her.
It's a pity that what he loves is not the real her, but the she she pretends to be, which is doomed that they will never be able to be together.
