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

"Are you crazy?" She questioned him with trembling voice and gritted teeth.

"Well, there's no way around it." His hand that was gripping the leather brace immediately shifted to gripping her wrist, holding it tightly.

"Are you feeling better, sister? Does your neck still hurt? Have you taken the medicine?" He looked at her with concern, his heart and eyes filled with her.

She didn't say anything, and Mu Mu in front of her gradually became blurred. The pale face and the blood spots on the chest turned into a watery light in her eyes, and she could no longer see anything else.

Mu Lanxun sighed and raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her cheek. The next moment, another teardrop slid down. He wiped it away again, and then the water left a mark again.

His hands froze for a moment, "Sister..." He was really at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

"I'm fine, just some minor injuries. I'll be fine after some rest. I'll lock the door when I get home. I won't go out until the end of the world."

He said this jokingly, patiently helping her wipe away the endless tears. He felt that those tears had flowed into his heart, and the full feeling in his heart was like soaking in a hot spring, making his whole body comfortable.

My sister really is a panacea.

Feng Xili smiled. Mu Mu really knew what he cared about.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief and stared at the unique emotions in the familiar eyes with fascination.

"Sister, why don't you take a rest?" he asked softly.

"I'm worried about you," she said bluntly.

Mu Lanxun couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, "I'm fine..."

She suddenly looked up and glared at him, "Uh, I'll be fine soon, really."

The two chatted for a while and learned that after she fainted last night, only Feng Tianxu and the other two were found by the rescuers. Mu Lanxun contacted the secret guards and disposed of the beast's body under the cover of night.

Otherwise, if they were discovered, how would those generals in the army save their face if Feng Tianxu, a young master, could kill a tiger alone?

Mu Lanxun couldn't have any contact with them. He was originally a prisoner, so how could he risk his life to save an outsider?

But no one knows that there is only one ferocious beast left in the dense forest today.

"Sister, the Prime Minister should have also covered for me last night." Mu Lanxun said in a deep voice. With Feng Linshang's cover, Yuanri and Shangsi's efficiency improved a lot.

She lowered her eyes. Her father didn't allow her to have too much contact with Mu Mu. She didn't do it, and it also caused Tian Xu to venture into the forest and use her noble status to attract rescue.

Thinking of her father's meaningful eyes when she woke up, she felt that her future life might not be so easy.

Legitimate son, illegitimate daughter... It was so ironic. For the first time, Feng Xili truly felt that the difference in status was indeed an insurmountable gap in this era.

The difference in identity...

She suddenly looked up at Mu Lanxun in front of her. This man was the prince of the Chu Kingdom!

That's much more honorable than being a legitimate son, and, as my father said...

She shuddered, instantly feeling like she was about to kill herself. Even carrying a basin really did come at a price! Thinking of the emperors of all dynasties who had harems of three thousand beauties, she couldn't help but feel a chill running down her spine.

I go!

Oh my god!! I didn’t expect this to happen. I regret it now. Is it too late?

Mu Lanxun stared at her eyes that were full of affection just now. After not knowing what he was thinking about, they gradually widened, and then the tenderness in her eyes faded away bit by bit.

His heart skipped a beat as he felt her struggling to break free from his grasp.

"Sister, sister, what's wrong?" He endured the fishy and sweet taste in his throat and felt inexplicably painful all over his body again. What happened?

Feng Xili couldn't break free from the grip on her wrist. Just as she was about to say a few words of comfort, she looked up and saw Mu Mu's dark eyes. The veins on his temples were clearly visible.

He coughed softly, and the red at the corner of his mouth was faintly visible, but he swallowed it back.

"I, no, it's nothing, Mu Mu, you hurt me." She pointed at his hand that was tightly holding her wrist and reminded him carefully.

Mu Lanxun looked down at his sister's clenched fists and his own clenched fingers. He suddenly smiled. If his sister didn't like him pretending to be weak, he could also be strong.

As warm as his heart was just now, his heart is now as cold.

He lowered his eyes, and when he raised them again, his expression had changed.

He grabbed her wrist and held it up to his eyes, saying word by word, "Sister, don't think about some things. It's useless to think about them. Just be good, don't leave, don't run away."

A sense of oppression came over her, and Feng Xili was frightened and stunned. This look! The feeling of being stared at by the ferocious beast last night came back to her again.

She was shocked. Mu Mu was so perceptive.

The boy noticed her retreat and his expression changed immediately.

Her throat choked: "You have a good rest, I won't let my imagination run wild, as long as you are fine." She looked at him seriously, "I won't leave, you can sleep a little longer, I will accompany you."

What on earth was my sister thinking about?

As he couldn't hold on any longer and fell into a deep sleep, he was still thinking about what he had just said that was inappropriate.

She rarely got to watch Mu Mu sleep. The original owner was always calm and stable, and basically never showed her emotions. It was only when she met Xiao Ze that she showed a little femininity.

But at this moment, Mu Lanxun was sleeping very uneasily, with his brows furrowed and his teeth clenched in his sleep. Was he having a nightmare?

She used her other hand to pull out the small porcelain bottle from her bosom, which contained her own tranquilizing pills. She took out a pill, gently parted his lips, and placed it between his lips and teeth.

After a while, he fell into a deeper sleep and his breathing became longer.

Feng Xili stared at his face in a trance, and reached out to stroke his furrowed brows until they gradually became flat and smooth.

She pulled her wrist out and felt that it must be swollen when it returned.

Mu Mu, I'm sorry, it seems like I provoked you. Maybe when you sit in that position, you will feel that the love of youth is just like that.

However, I will not let you think about the past and feel that you have given your sincerity to the wrong person. I will treat you well, regardless of the future, and only focus on the present.

No emperor would marry only one woman. There are still more than two years left, which is enough to leave some for memories.

With tears in her eyes, she gently kissed his forehead, tucked the quilt in for him, and left quietly.

After Feng Xili left, Kang Jue came in. The young lady had just given him a porcelain bottle and told him to take it when the young master woke up.

But as soon as he came in, he saw the young master sitting on the bed, one hand on his chest, his face full of pain. He was shocked. What happened to the wound?

"Son..."

"roll!"

Mu Lanxun closed his eyes and roared, his mind full of thoughts. The kiss on the forehead almost broke his defense. It was obviously a warm kiss, but it was like an ice cone piercing his heart.

He didn't understand. His sister clearly had feelings for him and was willing to accept his love, but why was the kiss so cold?

Why? What did he overlook? What did he miss?