Ink Blade

Trying to Contain the Warmth (part 2)

"Wait, you..." Chu Yan suddenly remembered something, and his expression became even more ugly, "Have you eaten well these few days?"

Mo Ren became startled, then thought for a while, and replied obediently, "Answering the Master, this subordinate has.”

Palace Master Chu then suspiciously asked, "Really? Then what did you eat?"

Guard Mo bowed his head obediently, "Medicine.”

"You!" Looking at the guard in front of him who answered seriously, Chu Yan almost kicked him over angrily, "You really——you really want to anger this Master! This Master obviously asks you to eat! When was the last time you had a meal!?" 

Mo Ren rarely hesitated. But his hesitation was basically equivalent to telling Chu Yan the answer.

Chu Yan pointed at him angrily, speechless. He felt a twinge of tingling pain and soreness flowing from his heart to his limbs, making his fingers tremble. After barely clenching his fist, he regained some strength, pulled Mo Ren over with all his strength, and directly grabbed the thin waist and pressed the person on his lap.

"Master!!" Mo Ren seemed to be thrown into a hot oil pan, almost bouncing up in fright, but even if he wanted to escape, he was tightly bound by Chu Yan's arms. He was at a loss, "Master, Master!? You, how can you..."

"Don't move around! Don’t you think you have suffered enough?"

Chu Yan reprimanded him anxiously, regretting everything in his heart. He didn't know that Mo Ren had long been used to ruining his body so naturally, and acted as if it should be taken for granted...

Gritting his teeth and pressing down on the pain that almost crushed his heart, Chu Yan knew that the most important thing now was to get Mo Ren to eat something quickly, if something really happened to him, it would not be a joke.

With one hand, he pressed the person in his arms who was so startled that he wanted to jump up but didn't dare to break free with force. With the other hand, he took the jade spoon, first picked out a small porridge that was warm and nourishing for the stomach, and scooped a spoonful of it to Mo Ren's lips. "Open your mouth."

Mo Ren became even more terrified, retreating desperately, shaking his head again and again, "Master, don't, this is against the rules......"

"Be obedient..." Chu Yan was so anxious that he gently coaxed him over and over again. The more helpless he became, the more Mo Ren refused in fear.

Just like this, the stalemate of going back and forth caused the master of the Jiuzhong Palace to rise up angrily, and suddenly raised his voice and said in rage, "Do you still listen to this Master’s words!? You are not going to listen to this Master's words, are you!?"

“.......”

Mo Ren's eyelashes twitched silently, seeing that Chu Yan was really agitated, he finally dared not resist any more, and swallowed down the porridge. Before he could feel the warmth, sweetness and be nourished in the stomach, he saw that Chu Yan wanted to feed him again.

Mo Ren felt that sweat was about to break out on his forehead, "Please, please allow this subordinate himself..."

Chu Yan didn't dare to push too hard, thus he stuffed the spoon into his hand, raised his eyebrows and said, "Then do it yourself."

However, when Mo Ren took the spoon, he didn't move, his mind was a tangle of paste.

How did things become like this? I clearly came to persuade the Master to eat breakfast, but in the blink of an eye, how did it turn to me wanting to eat the Master's breakfast?

As a result, Chu Yan saw that he was not moving, therefore he snatched the spoon back with a wave of his hand, and said with a smile, "Look, since you don't want to use it yourself, you might as well ask this Master to feed you honestly.”

Mo Ren turned his face to one side, almost pleading, "Master! You should eat…”  

"..." Chu Yan didn't even bother to say anything to him, and didn't think too much about it. He took another spoonful of porridge and swallowed it by himself. He frowned and said, "This Master has done it, is it all right now?" After saying that, he continued to feed the person in his arms.

Mo Ren was already stunned.

Master, Master, just now, this...

Ate from the used spoon!!?

And he didn't even stop him himself!

Mo Ren suddenly despaired: He is so useless...how could he have not stopped it!?

Chu Yan was surprised when he saw that Mo Ren had suddenly turned into….he had a deathly ashen appearance, which was strange.

He followed Mo Ren's line of sight and understood what he was struggling with, and he couldn't help but laugh secretly. But he didn't point it out, just fed it patiently mouth by mouth, at least it made Mo Ren drink up the bowl of porridge.

However this was not over yet, the Master of the Jiuzhong Palace replaced the spoon with chopsticks, and asked with a low smile, "Does Ah Ren want to eat by himself, or should this Master continue to feed you?"

Of course, Mo Ren could only accept the chopsticks with difficulty. He hadn't had time to accept his fate to pick up vegetables, when he heard a long bird call suddenly coming from the sky.

The two looked up at the same time, only to see a black spot looming between the clouds, circling and hovering around.

As if being pardoned, Mo Ren put down his chopsticks with a slam, barely holding his composure and said, "Master, it's the spirit eagle delivering a message, this subordinate will now go down to welcome it!" 

After saying that, he took a few steps back and saluted, then hurriedly turned around. He escaped out of the pavilion as if fleeing.