Don't panic, nephew. I will take this pot of evil star.

He was exhausted and just wanted to go back to his room to rest for a while. There were still many things to prepare after dawn, and Xier was here, so he wanted to take some time to see her again.

Hearing his hoarse voice, a person walked out from the side.

Feng Xili bit her lip and stared at him without blinking. Seeing him let down his guard, her tense shoulders drooped a little.

Is Xier's foot okay? Doesn't it hurt to walk like this?

"Your feet..." He was about to speak when he was cut off by a light question.

"Is this what you said, to be back soon?" Her throat trembled slightly, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Mu Lanxun stood there in a daze. The flickering firelight in the room shone on the profiles of the two men. They had both done a simple wash and were no longer in the miserable state of being covered in mud as when the city gate was attacked.

She was the first to open the door and walk into the room, tilting her head to look at him, "Do you want to come in?"

The moment the door was closed, there was a touch of warmth in his arms. Feng Xili carefully avoided the wound on his shoulder, hugged his waist, and kept silent.

Over the past six months, Mu Lanxun has grown rapidly in height and is now half a head taller than her.

She nestled in the crook of his neck, not feeling sleepy for the first time, but she couldn't help the burning sensation in her eyes.

Mu Lanxun was enjoying the initiative of the person in his arms, and his originally dried-up blood began to flow again.

It was not until he felt a slight chill on his chest that he stiffened his arms and tried to push her away, but she held him tightly and refused to let go.

"...Xier, do you want to suffocate yourself in my arms?"

"Or do you want me to drown in your tears?" He sighed and just patted the top of her head.

The warmth disappeared in an instant. Feng Xili's eyes and eyebrows were flushed from crying, and there was a thin indentation on the tip of her nose. She looked so adorable no matter how you looked at her.

She looked up at him, her palms against her chest, and her tears rolled down like a flood of spring irrigation, rushing straight into his heart.

He was visibly panicked. Xier's silent tears made him at a loss. He could only clumsily press her back to his chest and stammer.

"It's my fault, it's my fault... I was wrong..."

"If you keep saying anything about life or death, I will, I will!" His thick nasal voice sounded extremely aggrieved, but he couldn't bring himself to utter the fierce threat.

"No more, no more. I'll never say that word again." He put his arm around her, and there was no longer a gap in the embrace between them.

After hugging for an unknown amount of time, Feng Xi left with her feet aching. She suddenly realized that Mu Lanxun was injured and had been busy for most of the night, but now he was standing with her as punishment.

"Are you tired? Come here and sit down!" Then he pulled the person to the bedside.

"Hurry up and lie down. Get some rest. Have you eaten? Have you changed the medicine on your shoulder? Have you seen a doctor?"

Mu Lanxun smiled and obediently let her lead her to sit on the bed, staring at her intently.

Her face turned serious. "What are you laughing at? I'm asking you a question!"

"I'm fine..." He subconsciously opened his mouth to calm her down, but seeing her eyebrows raised, he quickly changed his words.

"I've changed the medicine, seen a doctor, and taken medicine before coming back. Don't worry." He replied to her seriously, not wanting to blink.

"I've asked Xia Feng, and the other half of the supplies I brought with me will arrive tomorrow morning. Lord Lu, just come with me to pick them up. I've got a bowl of porridge warming up here. Eat some, then lie down and take a nap. Don't worry about anything else until daybreak."

Feng Xili gave him a thorough explanation and made all the arrangements clear to him.

Mu Lanxun's heart softened, and he suddenly wanted to tease her, "Then feed me."

Feng Xili raised her eyes and glanced at him. The sparkling look in her eyes made him feel impulsive and excited.

"I was just kidding..." Before she could finish her words, she took out a bowl of red date porridge from the food box.

The jujube porridge with a hint of sweetness was fed into the mouth. It was soft, glutinous and smooth, with a moderate temperature. The red and white color looked extremely delicious at this moment.

"Open your mouth." She fed him carefully and seriously, as if she was doing something important.

Mu Lanxun lowered her eyes and felt her whole body getting hot.

"Axun, please spare an hour tomorrow. I have something to tell you." A bowl of porridge was quickly finished, and a smile appeared in her eyes.

"Now! Lie down and sleep!" She didn't give him a chance to ask questions and easily pushed him onto the bed.

"Close your eyes!" She took a cushion from the bed and sat down at the head of his bed, as if she wanted to watch him fall asleep.

"Xier! You can't sit on the ground. You are also injured. Your ankle cannot bear any force. Get up quickly." Mu Lanxun lay down and then climbed up again.

"Pah pah" two drops of water dripped onto the back of her hand. Feng Xili's face changed in an instant, and tears fell like a dam bursting.

Mu Lanxun retracted his hand in a flash, and when he looked up and met those eyes that were filled with aggrieved, distressed, and pleading expressions, his heart felt hot and swollen, and he could only lie back down stiffly.

"Just let me stay with you for a while. I'll go back when you fall asleep."

He could only close his eyes and mentally plan how long it would take to "fall asleep"...

In the quiet room, there were the familiar sounds of his heartbeat and breathing. In just a few breaths, Mu Lanxun closed his eyes and fell asleep before his "plan" was implemented.

Feng Xili's eyes flashed, it seems that crying a few times out of grievance is really effective.

She lay on the edge of the bed and listened to his breathing, which was long and heavy. He was really very tired.

There was a knock on the door. Feng Xili, who was in a daze, woke up in an instant and watched a note being handed in through the window crack beside the door.

This scene, this style...