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

Entering the house, the faint candlelight swayed in the wind, casting a dim light.

Murong Zixi snuggled tenderly in Jun Feimo's strong and broad chest, and suddenly, a strong feeling of dizziness surged into her heart like a tide.

Perhaps it was because the night wind was a little bit cold, or perhaps the atmosphere at the moment was too ambiguous and charming, her eyes became more and more hazy, and she just stared straight at Jun Feimo in front of her, like a deer that had lost its way.

Jun Feimo was keenly aware of the fiery light in her eyes. His throat slid up and down involuntarily and he swallowed hard.

He tried his best to suppress the impulse that was erupting like a volcano in his heart, and said in a low and resolute voice: "Xi'er, don't seduce me like this. I really don't want to be frivolous with you."

Jun Feimo gently placed Murong Zixi on the bed. His movements were so gentle and delicate, as if he was protecting a priceless and extremely fragile treasure.

He took off her shoes and socks and undressed her coat; every detail was filled with endless tenderness and care.

Then he gently covered her with a blanket, fearing that the slightest chill would disturb her.

Just as he was about to stand up and walk away, trying to calm his surging emotions, Murong Zixi stretched out her jade hand without warning and tightly grasped his sleeve.

Jun Feimo's body suddenly stopped, and he turned his head slowly. His eyes were as deep as the sea, staring straight at her.

In an instant, time seemed to freeze, the atmosphere around became extremely solemn, and a tension that could not be described in words filled the air.

Then, she used all her strength to pull Jun Feimo down on the bed, and then she turned over swiftly, lying on his body steadily like a light butterfly.

This sudden change was like a bolt of thunder that struck Jun Feimo, causing his originally strong defenses to suffer an unprecedented violent impact.

His muscles tensed up involuntarily, and he could clearly feel the softness of Murong Zixi's delicate body.

"Xi'er, don't play with fire and burn yourself." His voice became hoarse and low, mixed with a slight tremor. Before he finished speaking, Jun Feimo reacted quickly, rolling sideways with lightning speed, successfully suppressing Murong Zixi.

When he lowered his head and looked down, he was surprised to find that Murong Zixi had closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep, making light and even breathing sounds.

"He's really a troublemaker who makes people love and hate him!" Jun Feimo sighed to himself, feeling as if there was a raging fire burning all over his body, the heat was unbearable.

Relying on his strong willpower, he forcibly suppressed the surging desire in his body. He gently leaned down and pressed a kiss on Murong Zixi's smooth forehead, as gentle as a dragonfly touching the water.

Then he slowly straightened up, took a deep breath, and tried to regulate his disordered breathing.

I got up and covered her with a blanket before leaving the room. It looked like I had to soak in cold water again.

At dawn the next day, a hint of paleness appeared in the eastern sky, and the whole world seemed to be covered in a flawless white dress.

Murong Zixi slowly opened her eyes in a hazy chaos.

The residual effects of last night's drunkenness still linger in my mind, like wisps of smoke, drifting through my heart from time to time, bringing some unspeakable discomfort and laziness.

She gently rubbed her temple and thought to herself, "This body seems to be much weaker than I remember it in the past! It's really surprising that I can't drink so much. I really need to restrain myself from now on."

After getting dressed, she wore a plain dress. The light color just set off her slightly pale face, but even so, it was still difficult to conceal her innate beauty and elegance.

Just at this moment, when Murong Zixi was adjusting her clothes, a slight and trivial sound of footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

In a moment, Xiao Cui and Xiao Lu, each holding a copper basin, walked into the room with a smile as warm as the spring breeze on their faces.

Wisps of white mist rose from the hot water in the basin, as light and flowing as gauze, adding a warm and pleasant atmosphere to this originally cold and quiet morning.

Under the careful and thoughtful service of the two, Murong Zixi washed and combed her hair in an orderly and careful manner.

After finishing all her affairs, she walked slowly into the spacious and bright hall with light and graceful steps.

He glanced around and instantly caught sight of that figure - Jun Feimo had been waiting here for a long time.

At this moment, he was wearing a gorgeous brocade robe, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, like an unshakable mountain.

There was a bravery and eagerness in his expression that could not be ignored.

When he saw Murong Zixi approaching, the corners of his lips slightly lifted up, outlining a smile full of tenderness and sweetness, and at the same time he said in a low and gentle voice: "Xier, breakfast is ready. After breakfast, let's set off immediately."

Hearing this, Murong Zixi was startled and subconsciously turned her head to look out the window, only to see heavy snow falling like goose feathers, and the whole world was decorated in pure and flawless white.

This scene made her hesitate: "Hmm? Why are you in such a hurry? Looking at the heavy snow, I think this journey will be extremely difficult and arduous."

Facing Murong Zixi's question, a trace of determination flashed in the depths of Jun Feimo's eyes. He gently raised his eyebrows, and his words contained an unquestionable gentle power: "This king is really impatient. I just want to go to Chu State with Xier as soon as possible, complete the recognition ceremony smoothly, and then I can marry Xier legitimately, and live together forever."

As he spoke, he naturally took Murong Zixi's hand and led her to sit at the table. His deep affection and persistence made everything around him seem pale in comparison.

A complex and subtle emotion surged into Murong Zixi's heart, surging in her chest like a tide.

She bit her pink lower lip subconsciously, the light in her beautiful eyes flickered, as if she had thousands of words to say but could not.

"I am still young, and I originally planned to travel around the world and enjoy all the prosperity in this world." She opened her red lips slightly, and her voice was crisp and pleasant.

After she finished speaking, she turned her head slightly, trying to avoid Jun Feimo's gaze that was as hot as a burning flame, but for some reason, her feet seemed to be nailed down and she could not move. She could only watch herself sink little by little into his eyes as deep as the sea.

Jun Feimo took in all her reactions, and the tenderness in his eyes became more intense.

He slowly approached, and his deep and magnetic voice rang in her ears, like the sound of nature, and like the sound of magic, which could easily penetrate the depths of a person's soul: "Xi'er, after we get married, if you still yearn for the outside world, I will definitely be your most solid support, accompany you to step on every inch of land, and enjoy all the beautiful scenery in the world. In this life, I only wish to be with you and grow old together."

Jun Feimo's words were like a warm spring breeze, gently brushing Murong Zixi's heart, bringing a trace of warmth. She lowered her head involuntarily, a shy blush quietly climbed up her cheeks, and the originally tense corners of her mouth gradually relaxed, slightly rising into a beautiful arc.

Finally, she nodded her head to show her agreement.