Silly Concubine of the Poison King

After explaining everything clearly, Feng Mixian reached out and rubbed his forehead, let out a long breath, and was about to go back to rest: "I'll prescribe some medicine for replenishing vitality first, and when he wakes up, let him finish drinking and he'll be fine." , I’ll go back to the mansion to rest for a while.”

After two nights without sleep, she really couldn't bear it anymore.

Leng Yi looked at her, his expression suddenly became a little complicated, he hesitated and asked: "Miss Feng won't wait for the prince to wake up?"

"Huh?" Feng Mixian froze, just about to say something, but listened to Leng Yi's sincere persuasion: "Miss Feng, please stay and take care of the prince, with you here, the subordinates can rest assured some."

Feng Mixian looked at him in embarrassment, thinking that Mu Jinfeng had been taking care of her all night when she was drunk, and now it would be a bit dishonest if she really left like this, so she sighed and said: " All right, I'll stay here."

A gleam of light suddenly appeared in Leng Yi's indifferent eyes, and there was a little joy in his voice, and he said: "Thank you, Miss Feng, my subordinate will go and prepare a bed for you. If you feel tired, you can Sleep on the couch for a while." In fact, he was thinking in his heart that if the prince could see Miss Feng for the first time after waking up, he would definitely be in a good mood.

Feng Mixian nodded, and then turned back into the room.

Time passed slowly until the time of day was approaching.The person on the couch finally moved his fingers slightly.

Feng Mixian was standing in front of the couch, startled, staring at his pale fingers, she was so dazed that she forgot to react!

It seemed that he had been ups and downs in the boundless pain for a long time, and it seemed that there were hands holding him tightly, preventing him from falling into the darkness with all his will.Mu Jinfeng frowned, moaned in a low voice, his eyelids twitched a few times, and slowly opened a pair of dazed eyes.

Feng Mi leaned over in surprise.He looked at her, his moist eyes gradually lit up, his pink lips were sickly pale at the moment, they moved slightly, his voice was extremely low, he didn't know what he was talking about.

Feng Mixian lightly rubbed his frowning brows, and said softly, "He woke up quite quickly."

Mu Jinfeng's heart suddenly tightened for no reason, and he suspected that everything he saw was an illusion.Suddenly regaining consciousness, his cold eyes stared at her closely after seeing the person in front of him clearly.He blurted out instinctively: "Why are you—"

Feng Mixian smiled, with a tired face, "Of course I'm taking care of you."

Mu Jinfeng gradually calmed down, turned his head to look around for a week, looked at the couch next to him with a slightly tired look, and did not make a sound for a long time.

Feng Mixian guessed what he meant, and hurriedly said: "You had an illness last night, that's why I'm here."

Mu Jinfeng was stunned, a strangeness flashed in his clear eyes, and he quietly lowered his head and closed his eyes.

Thinking about it now, he seemed to have really had an attack, and it happened suddenly and violently.He seems to only remember a feeling that life is worse than death, and he can't remember other details at all, and he doesn't even know what happened during the period.The illness hadn't occurred for a long time, he thought it would never come again, but he didn't expect...

As he thought about it, a gleam of coolness suddenly appeared in his deep pupils, and the ups and downs of his chest also stagnated, but it was only a moment, and suddenly returned to normal.

"You've been here all the time?" After a while, he looked at Feng Mixian quietly, his lips that moved slightly did not have a trace of blood.

Feng Mixian nodded, "Well, those of your subordinates don't trust you, so I can only stay."

He raised the corners of his lips with great effort, revealing a familiar arc. Although his voice was low, he spoke clearly. He asked her, "Are you tired?"

Feng Mixian smiled, "I'm fine, just worry about it."

He smiled slightly and didn't speak for a long time, but he refused to close his eyes and looked at her for a long time without words.

A strand of hair hung down softly on her forehead, adding a touch of inexplicable softness to her cautious expression at the moment.

Feng Mixian was a little uncomfortable being watched by him, she smiled and stretched out her hand, trying to close the extraordinarily bright eyes on his lifeless cheeks, and said softly: "Take a rest, you were really hurt last night .”

Mu Jinfeng moved slightly, shook his head, and calmed down a little, looking at her worried face that couldn't be concealed.Regarding his own body, he naturally would not miss much more than her, but he smiled with some satisfaction.

Feng Mi looked at him strangely, obviously not understanding why he was looking at this moment.

There was a gleam of red light on his pale face, and he said slowly but weakly and happily: "I just realized now that sometimes being sick is a good thing."

Feng Mi looked at his appearance at this moment, deliberately stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, then touched himself, and said, "Aren't you sick and confused?"

Mu Jinfeng looked at her, but smiled slightly, and said with great interest: "Probably not."

scare!Feng Mi glared at him, but now she was in the mood to joke.

She stood up and said, "Since you don't want to rest, I'll ask someone to bring you the medicine."

Mu Jinfeng asked in a low voice, "What medicine?"

"tonic."

"Wait for a while."

"No, let's talk after drinking." Feng Mixian saw Mu Jinfeng's expression, and couldn't help wondering whether he was also afraid of taking medicine, right?

Just as she was about to turn around, Mu Jinfeng suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed her hand without knowing where the strength came from.

He stared closely at the deep fingerprints left on her throat, hesitated for a while, and asked calmly, "How did you get the wound around your neck?"

Feng Mixian was taken aback for a moment, being pinched so hard by Mu Jinfeng last night, it would naturally leave a mark.The collar of her dress was not high, so it leaked out.Blinking, she looked at his warm but gloomy face, and explained with a smile, "Oh, it's nothing, I just got it by accident."

Even though she said this, his slightly frowned brows were still more and more tightly furrowed.

He stared at her clear pupils, not letting her dodge, "Did I hurt you last night?"

"Actually..." Feng Mixian lowered her head subconsciously, not knowing what to say to him, while quietly watching his expression.

Mu Jinfeng naturally understood her expression as difficult to acquiesce, and his heart froze suddenly. Countless fluctuations flashed in his eyes, but they turned into invisible pain.

He actually hurt her? !

Feng Mixian looked at his suddenly pale face in surprise, and slowly let out a breath, "Don't worry. You were not very conscious at that time, and you didn't recognize me. So... I didn't blame you, and You didn't mean it either, so don't blame yourself."

Mu Jinfeng frowned and looked at her, the pain remaining in his expression still stabbed her eyes fiercely.

Feng Mixian sighed helplessly, raised her head and smiled and said, "Don't be so serious, I'm fine, why are you so fussy about it. Are you afraid that I will ask you for compensation?"

Mu Jinfeng understood that she was deliberately teasing him, and his eyes that had been darkened gradually became clear again, and he said softly: "How can I be so good that Miss protects you so hard?"