Fast Travel: Blackened villains always want to monopolize me

Chapter 52 She is the wind and the moon in her heart (52)

He broke out in a sweat.

Yan Wuyue nodded in satisfaction, that's all it should be.

That's how it gets better and faster.

She wrapped him tightly again, got up and left by herself.

After about a quarter of an hour, she came in with a plate.

On the plate is a bowl of porridge with medicine.

The medicine was specially made by her to heal the internal injuries in his body.

After all, Yi Ziqing has suffered a lot of injuries in the past, and in order to get revenge and achieve his goals, he has tossed himself a lot.

Therefore, if his body is not recuperated, some intractable disease may develop.

At this moment, Yi Ziqing just woke up leisurely.

It took him a few seconds to react in a foggy head before he knew what was going on with him.

Probably because of sweating all over, he just feels hot now.

Still uncomfortably hot.

He struggled and wanted to get up, but was forced back by Yan Wuyue who was catching up.

"No, you can't get up now, you have to wait for the sweat to pass, otherwise what should you do if you catch a cold?"

"Ah Yue...ah no, yes, it's Master Guoshi, I..."

"Xiao Qian doesn't need to change my name. From now on, you have to call me Ah Yue."

Yan Wuyue's tone was somewhat domineering, but Yi Ziqing couldn't help but chuckle in his heart when he heard it, "But this is not in line with etiquette, our identities..."

"Hey, who cares about us if we call him like this in private, huh?"

"Then, that servant..."

"Ok?"

"Then, then I won't, you're welcome..."

After all, he lowered his eyes like a little daughter-in-law, and his exquisite eyelashes trembled slightly to express the shyness of its owner.

"Pfft...Xiao Qian is still embarrassed, huh?"

Yan Wuyue smiled and shook her head, then picked up the porridge and took a sip of it with a spoon and handed it to his lips: "Okay, don't make trouble, drink some hot porridge, it will help you sweat faster, so that you You can get better soon, as expected, tomorrow morning you will be alive and kicking Xiaoqian again. Come on... Open your mouth."

"I……"

Yi Ziqing just opened his mouth, half of the spoon in Yan Wuyue's hand was already in his mouth.

Helpless, he could only drink it carefully first.

It's just that it's really uncomfortable to drink porridge while falling asleep!

So after swallowing the first spoonful of porridge, he hurriedly said to her half coquettishly and half conferring, "Ah Yue, it's really uncomfortable for me to sleep and drink porridge like this, can I lean up a little bit, just a little bit?" ?”

"...that's great."

Seeing him like this, she really couldn't harden her heart, but...

"Lie down and don't move, I'll come."

"Ah Yue..." He just caught a cold, not seriously ill...

"Little Qian, don't make trouble, your body is important."

Yan Wuyue put the porridge aside, piled up the pillow with clothes, and then supported him to lift up a little.

Then, she tucked the quilt up for him again, and re-blocked the gap in the quilt that was exposed.

Although Yi Ziqing felt that her body was more uncomfortable, there was a trace of warm sweetness in her heart.

Hmm... So, is this what it feels like to be cared about as a baby?

……like.

Yan Wuyue held the porridge and slowly fed it to him spoon by spoon.

To keep him from choking, she feeds slowly and gently.

Feeling her carefulness, the sourness and sweetness in Yi Ziqing's heart are constantly intertwined.

Seeing the tenderness overflowing in her eyes, he couldn't help being infatuated.

I really want to hide this tenderness...

Since then, this has been the wind and the moon in his heart.

His ambition, the throne he yearned for, became blurred and unimportant in front of it.

(End of this chapter)