Chapter 33: You Did It On Purpose
"You...... Woke up. The cold ice flowing between Xuanyuan's eyebrows suddenly melted and turned into soft water. He leaned down and leaned closer, carefully studying Long Qi.
and transmitted the sound to Bai Chenyi.
He didn't say a word, just looked at her.
The gaze was full of concentration, tenderness, pity, and love, as if it was delicately describing her appearance, engraved in her bones one by one.
His person finally came back, and he almost lost it to let him know that he didn't just like Long Qi, but fell in love with her.
In the boring and long life of a cultivator, he finally found the true meaning of his life, that isβto protect her!
This kind of love and feeling seems to have been engraved in his soul for a long time, and it is the bond of reincarnation from life to life.
At this moment, Xuanyuan Mohan's heart was filled with a sense of happiness that had been lost and regained, as if he had returned to the world from the abyss of hell.
Long Qi looked at Xuanyuan Mohan and blinked.
How did you see this man become so emaciated? Although that face was still as handsome as a god, those eyes were bloodshot, and there was an extreme tiredness that could not be concealed.
A hint of surprise flashed in Long Qi's eyes, he was ...... What's wrong?
"You ......" Long Qi wanted to speak, but his dry throat was as if it had been burned, numb and astringent, and hoarse.
She tried to sit up, but found her whole body weak and her limbs stiff. The body was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and the heart-wrenching pain spread to the whole body, and the pain was numb.
Xuanyuan Mo looked at it coldly, and his thick palm hurriedly pressed on her shoulder, stopping her movements: "Your body is too weak to move now." β
Hearing this, Long Qi let out a well-behaved sigh and let himself completely collapse on the bed.
Xuanyuan Mohan looked at Long Qi so obedient, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a moon-like arc.
Then, the big palm stretched out to the spring stool next to the couch and picked up the ginseng water that had been prepared long ago. It is made by boiling spiritual spring water and 10,000-year-old red ginseng. During Long Qi's coma, he prepared everything, and in order to maintain the effectiveness of the medicine, he changed the bowl every three hours, just because he was afraid that she would have a sore throat when she woke up.
This bowl is freshly boiled.
I saw that Xuanyuan Mohan scooped a small spoonful, scraped it twice on the edge of the bowl, carefully blew it gently with his mouth, and probed the temperature on his thin lips before finally sending it to Long Qi's lip flap.
Yes? Yes?
Long Qi was confused, this is ...... Want to feed her?
"I ...... Self...... Ahem...... "She wanted to say that she would be fine, but her throat was dry and she coughed.
"I'll feed you." Xuanyuan Mohan's eyes were domineering, persistent, and unquestionable.
"I ......" Long Qi's words were finally swallowed back into his stomach in his domineering gaze.
It's really because I don't have the strength to argue with him. Well, since there are people willing to serve, she is too lazy to move. Besides, he is still such a peerless beautiful man, unique in the world, which is simply pleasing to the eye.
The white lips opened slightly, and a warm stream slid into the mouth, with a hint of sweetness.
This is......? The taste in a coma? Was he feeding her all the time?
Before Long Qi could think about it, a howl interrupted her thoughts.
"Senior brother, you're finally awake, woo...... We're scared to death, you've been in a coma for seven days and seven nights. Yinbao burst into tears and ran in quickly.
He was followed by Jinbao, who was still cool, but his eyes were full of worry.
"Seven days and seven nights?" It turns out that she has been in a coma for so long.
"Mmmm, Venerable Xuanyuan has always been taking care of you, and he never sleeps." Silverbell sobbed.
When Long Qi heard this, he was slightly stunned. Is it Xuanyuan Mohan who has been taking care of her? Seven days and seven nights? No wonder he's so emaciated. That, that voice in the dark, is it...... Him?
Quietly, Long Qi's calm heart lake seemed to fluctuate......
At this time, Bai Chenyi was dressed in white and snow, and his ink hair was pouring like a waterfall, floating out of the dust, and he strode in.
"Meet the Grand Master." Jinbao and Yinbao bowed respectfully.
"Brother Chenyi." Xuanyuan Mo nodded coldly.
Bai Chenyi hummed lightly and paced to the edge of the bed.
"Master Bai." The water moistened her burning throat, her spirit was much better, and her voice was better.
"How does it feel?" Bai Chenyi's voice is still cold, but it contains deep care.
Long Qi's heart warmed, his phoenix eyes were rippling, blinking, and his mouth was flattened, pretending to be aggrieved: "It hurts, it hurts, the whole person can't move." The apprentice is so miserable, he almost braided his hair, what consolation prize does Bai Shizun have? Hehe....."
When everyone saw her ghostly appearance, they all smiled helplessly.
The atmosphere in the wing room suddenly changed from gloomy to sunny.
"You can talk nonsense, and diagnose it for the teacher." Bai Chenyi's always indifferent eyes shook a smile.
After speaking, a divine sense was released to scan her body.
After a while, the thin lips lightly opened: "It's no big deal, just soak in the medicinal bath for another five days, and let most of the energy flow into your qifu." A small part of the remnants can be refined by itself after it can be moved. β
"Huh? Five more days to lie down? Long Qi wailed.
"Senior brother, don't be dissatisfied, you know, you almost lost your life. Master Tai Ancestor and Venerable Xuanyuan have wasted a lot of thought to save you! Silvertreasure admonished with trepidation.
Long Qi smiled, she was an alchemist herself, so she could naturally imagine how critical her condition was at that time.
"Soak in a medicinal bath once a day, for an hour each time, and you need to practice and refine." Bai Chenyi's voice fell, turned around, and drifted away.
Luck? Her whole body is numb now, and all the internal organs in her body are being reshaped, how can she do it? Long Qi was puzzled.
Half an hour later.
She knew how to refine her skills-
"You...... What are you doing? Xuanyuan Mohan, you ...... You...... Let me go! A panicked cry erupted from Long Qi's mouth.
Long Qi's already pale face turned even paler, and his eyes were full of panic.
"Obedient!" Xuanyuan Mohan's domineering voice sounded in her ears.
The next moment, Long Qi watched him lean over with complicated eyes, getting closer and closer, and then, completely close to himself.
With this contact, Long Qi found that the chest of the man in front of him was so thick and firm, so warm, like a majestic mountain. The warmth that came from him made her heart tremble, and even the voice of shouting was stuck in her throat.
All that was left in his ears was the sound of his powerful heartbeat echoing, pounding......
Her fair cheeks were quietly stained crimson.
Xuanyuan Mohan's eyes were full of light from the corner of his eyes, his deep eyes were shining, the corners of his lips were lightly raised, and his mood was very happy.
Suddenly, his two long, strong arms stretched forward, one through her armpit, all the way through the crook of her leg, and with a slight retraction, locking her whole body in the crook of his arm.
Then, gently straightening her body, a princess hugged her horizontally, and locked her firmly in her arms.
Slowly walk towards the tub.
"Xuanyuan Mohan, you did it on purpose!" Long Qifang came to his senses and glared at him viciously.
The expression and voice that should have been vicious, all because of Long Qi's weak state, seemed to be disgusted, with a different style, and it was very charming.
"Well, what on purpose?" Xuanyuan Mohan stopped and glanced at her lazily, his eyes were extremely evil.
"Humph! Hum! Long Qi pursed his mouth and snorted coldly, but he didn't say a word.
Suddenly, he pierced a Xuanyuan Mohan version of the ugly villain in his heart, and then took out five hundred silver needles, practiced flying needles wildly, and pricked wherever it hurts.
Hum! Rogue! Shameless! He's a wolf in a fairy skin, a big wolf! He did it on purpose, obviously he didn't have to lean over so close.
It hurt her to think ...... I thought it was ......
Hum! Use countless sharp silver needles to pierce the Xuanyuan ink cold version of the villain! Stab! Stab! Stab! Stab!
Super, level, depressed, depressed, medium.
No, I want to, again, talk to, talk to, talk to.
Xuanyuan Mo's cold eyes flickered, how could this girl be like this...... What about cute? Sometimes like a sharp falcon, sometimes like a cunning fox, sometimes like a cute little white rabbit.
A faint smile of pleasure tugged at the corners of his mouth, and he stepped out of his long legs again and paced forward.
The black hair that hung down his cheeks, fluttering with his steps, brushed Long Qi's face and white jade neck, as if there was no ......
......
Xuanyuan Mohan carefully put Long Qi into the bath bucket that had been prepared a long time ago.
Her whole body was immersed in the brown-red liquid, revealing only a beautiful face like snow.
The mist is entangled, and drops of fine fog beads stick to the long eyelashes, like decorated with crystal pearls, shining little by little.
Xuanyuan Mohan's deep blue eyes are full of affection, as tender as water. He gently ruffled the strands of her hair that fell down her cheeks and ran them behind her ears.
Xuanyuan Mohan didn't know why, this little girl's smile, her beauty, cunning, viciousness, vulnerability, her phoenix eyes full of cosmic stars, everything about her, could always easily take away all his attention, and always tug at all his heartstrings tightly.
He just wanted to just look at her and watch her until the end of his life: "Thank you, come back to me......"
The faint words lingered in Long Qi's ears and drilled into her heart, and her heart jumped, a little moved. The words lingered on his lips, hesitated, and finally turned into silence.
Immediately.
Xuanyuan Mohan picked up her slender palm, which was as white as jade, and gently held it, covering it on his slender palm.
Her hands were as cold as snow.
Xuanyuan Mo Han closed his eyelids, concentrating, and transported wisps of soft source qi into Long Qi's body. Warmth and source qi linger between the ten fingers, lingering, and transmitting......
Long Qi stared at the man in front of him.
The dense mist, the beauty of the gods added a bit of mystery, the domineering and arrogant warmth a point, and also added a bit of charm to him who usually looked cold......
Heart, beating a little......
A quarter of an hour later.
Long Qi felt as if she was in a furnace, and the raging flames poured into her body, blazing hot. Then there was a stream of cold winter seeping into the body, and the cold was biting.
Ice and fire entangled, collided, erupted.
In deep sorrow!
Another quarter of an hour.
Ice and fire were gradually combed and smoothed by a warm air current, repairing her mortal body..... Until, she lost consciousness......
......
Finally, under the infinite expectation of Long Qi, when the villain of Xuanyuan Mohan was tired, the morning of the sixth day arrived.
I saw that the energetic Long Qi, dressed in a purple brocade robe and a phoenix bone dragon posture, walked in front of Xuanyuan Mohan with great momentum.
A serious hand: "Thanks to Xuanyuan...... Uh, the care of the cold for many days, in the next Ming sense of five hearts. I have recovered without hindrance, and I don't dare to talk any more. Dare to ask, Xuan ...... When did Han leave the Sacred Source Academy? β
Xuanyuan Mohan glanced at her, and threw out a sentence lightly: "The dean specially invited Professor Ben to wait for a while, and the deity found it interesting and promised." β
"Huh?!"
Instantaneous, intermittent, vented, angry.