Poisonous Pet World: The War King's Heart-stealing Medical Concubine

The cold wind was as sharp as a knife, and the heavy snow fell down, as if covering the whole world into a pure white kingdom of ice and snow.

After several days of long trekking and enduring the torture of sleeping in the open air and severe cold and frost, Murong Zixi and his group finally arrived at their destination, Beici County.

Their figures appear so small yet unyielding in this world covered in silver.

Murong Zixi slightly pulled up the thick cloak on her body, trying to resist the cold air that penetrated her bones, but it was obviously unable to completely dispel the cold feeling that permeated her body.

"We've finally arrived at Beici County... This difficult journey in the snow was really exhausting." She sighed softly, with a tremor in her voice that was difficult to conceal.

In fact, I shouldn't be so stubborn and competitive. If I hadn't insisted on moving forward, perhaps I wouldn't have encountered such pain.

Especially after losing the comfortable carriage in the past few days, she deeply realized how cold and unbearable it was to walk in the ice and snow.

Jun Feimo, who was standing aside, was filled with endless pity and love for Murong Zixi.

He gazed at her with extremely gentle eyes, deep affection and pity surging in his eyes: "Xier, you have worked really hard these days. Tonight, we will not stay in an ordinary inn, but find a warmer and more pleasant place to live." His words were like a spring breeze, gently brushing across Murong Zixi's frozen heartstrings.

As soon as these words were spoken, Murong Zixi nodded in agreement.

The group walked carefully through the winding narrow alleys, as if they were in a mysterious and ancient maze. Finally, they arrived at their destination - a quaint and elegant courtyard appeared before their eyes.

The courtyard door slowly opened, and a gentle breeze blew over my face, bringing with it the unique aroma of faint pine resin and burning wood.

This fresh breath forms a sharp contrast with the severe coldness of the outside world, which makes people yearn for it.

Murong Zixi stepped lightly into the courtyard, and in an instant, an indescribable sense of peace and warmth surged into her heart.

However, with her extremely sharp intuition, she realized that this seemingly ordinary courtyard actually concealed many elusive auras.

She frowned slightly, thinking to herself, but soon felt relieved.

Presumably, these auras hidden in the dark all belong to Jun Feimo's subordinates, so Murong Zixi didn't pay too much attention to them.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in simple clothes and with a amiable face hurried forward.

He bowed deeply to Jun Feimo with an extremely respectful attitude, and said softly: "Master, Princess, I have prepared a steaming hot and sumptuous meal. Please enjoy some hot food first to drive away the coldness in your body."

Jun Feimo's face was as calm as water. After nodding slightly, he and Murong Zixi walked into the house together.

As soon as I stepped into the room, a warm breath hit me, as gentle and warm as the spring sun. The fire in the house was burning brightly, illuminating the whole room with a warm and cozy feeling.

Murong Zixi only felt her whole body relax, and the cold feeling brought by the previous cold wind disappeared instantly.

Xiaolu took off her cloak and hung it on a rack nearby, then left so as not to disturb her young lady and the prince from having their meal.

Murong Zixi looked carefully and saw a variety of simple but exquisite dishes on the table. These delicacies were steaming hot and fragrant, like tempting magic that seemed to be able to easily dispel the tiredness and coldness deep in people's hearts.

She walked over and sat down. Jun Feimo smiled, picked up a spoon, carefully scooped up a bowl of boiling hot soup, and gently placed it in front of Murong Zixi.

This bowl of soup is clear and transparent in color, exuding bursts of rich aroma, and it is obviously cooked with great care.

"Xi'er, come, drink this bowl of hot soup first to warm your body." His voice was low and magnetic, and every word he said was like a gentle spring breeze blowing past the ears, and the deep affection contained in them made people intoxicated.

Murong Zixi took the bowl of soup, slightly opened her red lips, and carefully took a small sip.

In an instant, a stream of hot warmth flowed down the tip of her tongue quickly, like a clear spring moistening the dry land, and instantly dispelled all the remaining coldness and fatigue in her body.

She raised her head and stared at Jun Feimo, her eyes flashing with sincere gratitude and a hint of playfulness that was difficult to conceal, and she smiled softly: "Thank you, Lord Zhan Wang, for personally serving soup to me."

After hearing this, Jun Feimo's mouth corners slightly raised, outlining a playful smile. He gently raised his eyebrows, his eyes showing endless doting, and said softly: "It is my honor to serve soup to my beloved concubine."

Murong Zixi picked up a piece of delicious braised pork ribs with chopsticks and placed it in Jun Feimo's bowl. She smiled and responded in a sweet voice: "Not yet! Well, it's impolite not to reciprocate."

Jun Feimo's eyes, as deep as a pool of water, were fixed on Murong Zixi in front of him. Suddenly, he leaned forward, like a light dragonfly touching the water, and left a gentle kiss on her tender lips.

Then, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he lowered his voice and asked softly with a hint of teasing: "Xi'er, do you want to kiss me back? This is the true reciprocity."

In an instant, Murong Zixi's cheeks seemed to be illuminated by the sunset, and a layer of shy blush quickly appeared on them.

The smile that originally hung on the corner of her mouth became a little stiff. She snorted lightly and muttered with a hint of anger: "Shameless!"