"Ah Lin, believe it or not, I will not be a concubine for anyone, and I will not allow a concubine in the family."

Mu Yunhan looked directly into Gu Fenglin's eyes: "Even if that person is you, it won't work." “

The morning sun rose, the fine fluff on her face shone with a faint golden light, her eyes were as clear as glass, and her fleshy lips were pursed into a stubborn angle.

The long, curved eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the face was full of seriousness.

Gu Fenglin raised his hand to touch her eyebrows: "I know." “

Old man Gu called him outside: "Childe, it's almost time to go out." “

I don't know when I will be able to come back this time, although I have been prepared, but some things have to be arranged again.

"I'm leaving." Gu Fenglin turned around and walked out, but his body shook suddenly.

Mu Yunhan hurriedly supported him: "How are you?" “

Gu Fenglin's face was as pale as paper, a wisp of blood overflowed from the corner of his lips, and he fell on his back in her arms.

Mu Yunhan was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he shouted loudly.

Xiaomi and Old Man Gu ran in together and hurriedly helped Gu Fenglin to bed.

Fortunately, Gu Fenglin directly hugged her to the Xuan family last night, not her home, otherwise I don't know what kind of chaos it was.

Gu Fenglin closed his eyes tightly, and pulled Mu Yunhan tightly with one hand and refused to relax, even if she wiped his face.

Old man Gu choked up and said, "The son hasn't closed his eyes for two nights, hasn't eaten for a day and a night, and he still has wounds and ...... on his body."

After hearing this, Mu Yunhan firmly broke Gu Fenglin's hand, got up and walked out.

Old man Gu still held a half-whimper in his mouth, and looked at her back in a daze, is this leaving? It's too ruthless!

He looked at Gu Fenglin sympathetically, Childe, you are starving in vain.

Gu Fenglin's long eyelashes fluttered twice, and his face became even paler.

Millet lowered her eyes, quickly cleaned up the room, quietly withdrew with water, and went directly to the kitchen.

Sure enough, Mu Yunhan and Aunt Xuan stood in the kitchen and talked quietly, their hands were moving, and the pot on the stove sounded "suddenly", bursting with fragrance.

"Girl, slave maid come and do it, you go and accompany Gu Xiaoye."

Xiaomi pursed her lips and smiled, and she said, Well, the girl is still gentle and merciful to people like her, how can she be ruthless and ignore Gu Xiaoye.

Mu Yunhan shook his head: "No, none of you have my taste of familiarizing him." You go and see if there's anyone who can help, help pack your bags. “

Xiaomi left obediently and found Xuanda to ask what he needed to pack.

Half an hour later, Mu Yunhan walked into Gu Fenglin's room with a food box.

Old man Gu was no longer in the room, he was lying on the bed alone, his breath was dying, and he didn't move.

Mu Yunhan didn't make a sound, moved the small table to the bed, put a few hot and fragrant vegetarian fried vegetables, and then brought out a bowl of smooth and tender fish fillet porridge.

She sat down in front of the bed, scooped herself up a bowl of porridge, and ate it sweetly.

The aroma of food was pervasive, Gu Fenglin's long thick eyelashes moved twice, and he gritted his teeth and pinched the slender waist beside the bed.

"Ouch!" Mu Yunhan screamed, turned his head around, looked at him with bright eyes, and his face was full of joy: "You woke up." “

Gu Fenglin looked at her angrily.

She scooped a spoonful of porridge and fed it to his mouth, and said with a smile, "Aren't you hungry?" Come on, open your mouth, ah~"

Like a spell, Gu Fenglin had already opened his mouth before he could react.

The porridge is warm and sweet, with the spicy taste of ginger slices and the familiar smell of blood.

The gentleness and sourness spread from the mouth to the stomach, and Gu Fenglin hugged Mu Yunhan tightly in a gaffe.