This shadow guard is kinda nice

When Mo Ran woke up, there was no one around. He stretched out his hand, but there was no warmth left.If it weren't for the creases on the bed, he would have thought that sharing the same bed last night was a dream.It was rare for him to let himself lie on the bed, and then he got up slowly and put on his clothes when he was out of focus.

The door was pushed open, and Mo Ran glanced at it, then paused for a moment with his clothed hand, "Master."

Holding the tray, Xiao Yichen responded, and hooked the door with his foot, "Just wash up and come over for breakfast."

"it is good."

After Mo Ran cleaned up, the two had breakfast together, and then Xiao Yichen asked Mo Ran to lie on the bed to recover from his injuries. Mo Ran said that he was fine and didn't need to lie in bed all the time, and also said that it was okay if he set off now.

Xiao Yichen didn't listen to his nonsense, and forced people to lie on the bed to rest, and sat with him for a while before going out again.

Mo Ran sat on the bed with a pillow on his back, making it a little more comfortable. He had nothing to do, and let his thoughts start to wander, thinking of Zigu for a while, and thinking of being injured in the past two days, and delaying his master's going to the martial arts conference. footsteps.

He actually felt fine, the dagger lost its power, it didn't stab very deep, and it also stabbed a bit sideways, so there was no major problem, it was because he was careless at the time, he inhaled some poison, the psychedelic effect was stronger, just I don't know how to get rid of the poison.

"Dong dong dong." There was a sudden knock on the door, pulling Mo Ran back from his chaotic thoughts.

Who is it, he thought.

"Dong dong." The person outside knocked again.

"Come in."

It was Ren Mingfeng and Yi Linglong, Mo Ran looked at them calmly, "What's the matter?"

Ren Mingfeng didn't mind his indifference, after all, two days ago, he witnessed this man pull out the dagger from his chest neatly, as if desperate.

"My junior sister and I came to see you." He said.

"Oh."

"How's the injury?"

"It's all right."

Ren Mingfeng sat down on the stool next to the bed, stared at Mo Ran, and said seriously: "Thank you for saving my junior sister." Then he solemnly promised, "If there is any need in the future, my junior sister and I will definitely help."

If it weren't for Mo Ran, Yi Linglong might have fallen into the hands of Zigu's second envoy, and he couldn't even imagine the consequences.

He has been thinking for the past few days, if only he had stopped his junior sister from feeding the horses, or he should have gone with his junior sister, but there are so many ifs in the world.

Mo Ran saved Linglong from harm, but she was poisoned a little and got a scratch on her neck, and the antidote was found on Tsing Yi later.Therefore, Yi Linglong was basically fine, but Mo Ran actually got hit on the chest.

Mo Ran was in a coma and never woke up, even if he was given the antidote from Tsing Yi.There was no medical clinic near the woods, so they could only go back the same way, and returned to the small town and the inn.

He didn't feel relieved until the doctor said that the stab was missed and there was no danger to his life. Otherwise, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.

"I didn't save her, so you don't need to thank me." Mo Ran said lightly, "As for any help, I don't need it."

Ren Mingfeng choked up for a while, the others might be saying polite words, but he somehow felt that Mo Ran was not, since he said so, he really didn't want to save Yi Linglong.

Hearing what he said, Yi Linglong felt a little unspeakably uncomfortable, as if the knife he took to save her didn't exist.People can lie, but the traces left on the body cannot.

The scar on the chest is the best proof.

"Anyway, I thank you for saving me and not throwing me to those two people."

Yi Linglong's eyes were a little red, but her voice was pretending to be calm, "I know, with your skills, it's more than enough to kill those two people, but...you were injured because of my tiredness, I'm sorry you."

"No matter what you think, I should thank you."

Mo Ran was silent for a while, "I really didn't want to save you, you don't have to take it to heart, the injury is also my own problem, it has nothing to do with you."

Yi Linglong bit her lip, she was about to cry, Ren Mingfeng hurriedly said, "Didn't Junior Sister make blood-enriching porridge for Mo Ran? Go and see if it's ready."

Yi Linglong glanced at Mo Ran, turned around and left.

Mo Ran wanted to stop her and tell her that he didn't want to drink the blood-enriching porridge, but on second thought, if he let her go out now, he would be able to have a little quiet time without being disturbed by the noise.

There were only two people left in the room, one was sitting on the bed and the other was sitting on the stool next to him. For a while, neither of them spoke.

After a long time, Ren Mingfeng finally opened his mouth after deliberating, "Mo Ran, you...Actually, you don't need to speak so directly, no matter what you think in your heart, you can't accept it so directly, Junior Sister."

Mo Ran was stunned for a moment, one or two, why did he have to admit that he saved Lin Long?

How could he be so considerate?

He sneered and didn't speak.

Ren Mingfeng was helpless, looking at his appearance, he knew that he hadn't listened to his words at all, and he had no choice but to say, "Forget it, you can think what you want."

Now he can also think that his junior sister will hold the porridge that he spent an hour cooking, and this person can say coldly whether he wants to drink it or not.

He decided to make amends, "When Junior Sister Hui comes in, even if you don't like the porridge she has painstakingly cooked for you, don't refuse it too hard, can you just put on a show?"

After Ren Mingfeng finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong, but this was also the painstaking effort of his junior sister, he had to say it.

Just as Mo Ran was about to refuse, Yi Linglong came in with porridge, her eyes looked red, she must have cried just now.

She tried her best to raise a smile, "Brother Mo, you should drink some porridge, replenish your blood, and your body will recover faster."

If it were any other man, he might not be able to say no to a beauty like Yi Linglong with red eyes and trying to make himself drink porridge with a smile.

But Mo Ran still said, indifferent and alienated, "Thank you, I have had porridge just now, and I don't want to drink it now."

Ren Mingfeng looked as expected, but he was lucky, fortunately, he didn't say too much, and he still saved face for his junior sister.

Yi Linglong's hand holding the porridge froze in mid-air. After a while, she told herself that it was okay, and was about to speak to Mo Ran again.

The door was pushed open again, Xiao Yichen walked in, the eyes of several people fell on him instantly, he seemed not surprised by the two people appearing in his room, and nodded to everyone.Mo Ran sat up, "Master."

Xiao Yichen ignored him, sat on the stool by the table, and said to Ren Mingfeng, "Come and see him?"

Ren Mingfeng nodded, "Take my junior sister to see how his injury is, and thank him by the way."

Xiao Yichen smiled, "Brother Qi and Miss Lin have a heart." His eyes swept to the bowl of porridge in Lin Long's hand, "What is this?"

Yi Linglong was a little frustrated, "I made Brother Mo some blood-enriching porridge, but...he won't drink it."

Only then did Xiao Yichen glance at Mo Ran, he walked up to Yi Linglong, took the bowl of porridge with his hand, and sat on the edge of the bed.

"Why don't you drink?" He asked lightly.

Mo Ran subconsciously bit her lip, "Subordinate..."

Before he could say anything, Xiao Yichen interrupted him, "Do you drink it yourself or should I feed you?"

Mo Ran suddenly panicked, "Subordinate... this subordinate drinks by himself."

Mo Ran took the bowl from Xiao Yichen's hand, ready to drink it in a few sips.

Xiao Yichen pressed his wrist, "Have you thanked him? Just drink."

Mo Ran obediently put down the bowl, looked at Yi Linglong and said, "Thank you Miss Lin."

Yi Linglong felt a little uncomfortable, and there were too many bad attitudes before and after, but at least she was willing to drink the porridge she cooked.

"You're welcome."

Ren Mingfeng saw that it was almost done, and stood up, "Then don't bother the two of you, Mr. Mo has a good rest, and my junior sister and I will go out first."

Xiao Yichen nodded and watched the two leave.

Mo Ran put the porridge on the stool next to him, and Xiao Yichen looked at him playfully, "Why don't you drink it? The girl spent all her time making it for you."

Mo Ran: "..."

Mo Ran: "Subordinates don't want to drink."

Xiao Yichen snorted, "Wait." After speaking, he went out again.

Although Mo Ran was a little baffled, he waited obediently.

About an hour and a half later, Xiao Yichen came back with a bowl of porridge in his hand.

He put the porridge in Mo Ran's hand, "Drink this."

Mo Ran blinked, picked up the spoon and drank it slowly. Although it had an inexplicable smell of paste, he still felt that it was much better than Miss Lin's porridge, although he didn't know where this feeling came from.

"How about it?"

"pretty good."

Xiao Yichen smiled coyly, it was not in vain for him to cook the porridge himself.