Jiuyou Huangfei

Chapter 251 Approaching him (3)

Three thousand black threads flowed from Ji Feili's head. His face was so beautiful, so beautiful that it made people feel pitiful. She stared at him tightly, her lips pursed slightly, and she took his hand, like He used to treat her the same way, constantly conveying the vitality of the vine of life to him.

Get well soon, I haven't said thank you yet. ——Mu Xiyan thought in her heart.

Bai Ze walked out lightly, Chaos, Chong Ming, Bi Fang immediately surrounded him.

"How is the master?"

"Master's condition is very stable now. With Miss Mu, his injury will heal soon."

Chongming's eyes became hot, and he squeezed Bai Ze to break in: "Let me go, I'm going to see the master."

"Chongming, are you crazy?" Bai Ze stopped her, eyes full of anger.

"What?!"

"I think the master should not want anyone to disturb her now, you guys, tie her up for me and throw her to the woodshed first."

"Why, Bai Ze, we are at the same level, why do you treat me like this!"

Bai Ze didn't answer, and motioned for them to pull Chong Ming down.

The master is extremely honorable, there is nothing she can blaspheme about.

She usually pretends well. The master doesn't understand women, so he doesn't pay attention to her at all. He can't feel her thoughts at all.

But this time, because of Mu Xiyan's appearance, she finally lost her composure.

If the Lord knows her thoughts, how can there be fate?

Everyone left, and the courtyard regained its calm.

The room was also very quiet.

When Ji Feili woke up, he only felt a small head resting on his chest, making a faint breathing sound.

He slowly opened his eyes, only to see Mu Xiyan leaning on him, and at this time, the dusk was approaching.

He frowned, and quickly stretched his fingers between Mu Xiyan's wrists, and poked around. Suddenly, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and he stretched out his hand to touch her back, and when he wiped it, it was all covered with blood.

She was too far from Mu Leng and Nalan Qingge who possessed blood gu, she was injured and didn't know how to treat it.

I really don't care about my body.

He bent down, his shallow breath fell on her body, his brows were tightly frowned, and it was difficult to hide the pity in his heart.

How did she live these years?

"Hmm..." Mu Xiyan mumbled, before waking up faintly.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Ji Feili staring at her steadfastly, his eyes were astonishingly bright.

Ever since she knew the truth, she hadn't figured out how to treat him, so she couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed all of a sudden.

"Well, I'll pour you a glass of water." Mu Xiyan turned around.

Unexpectedly, Ji Feili actually held her hand, exerted a slight force on his hand, and brought her into his arms.

This action touched his wound and made his brows tighten. However, like a normal person, he said again: "Mu Xiyan, can you take good care of yourself."

Ji Feili's voice was very deep, and her black eyes were shining brightly. At this moment in a relatively dark room, she had an indescribable feeling.

In the past, Mu Xiyan would definitely talk back, but this time, she didn't say anything and fell silent.

Ji Feili didn't care what she was thinking, took the ointment from the side, and applied it on her back very carefully.

The coolness hit, Mu Xiyan shrank all over, and his fingertips twirled around her wound, which inexplicably made her heart itch.

Seeing her tense back, Ji Feili's eyes were clear and moving, and he leaned closer to her.

Mu Xiyan's face turned red in an instant, she turned around, stretched out her hand to push him far away, and fixed him.

(End of this chapter)