Princess, be nice

Chapter 1297 is a dream
The man's brocade robe on Feng Jinyue's body was very loose, and with a light tug, the woman's skin on her neck was exposed.

After a few days of eating and sleeping in the open air, Feng Jinyue's face has become rougher, but the skin on this body is still not a little bit pale.

At some point, Yuan Changqing opened his eyes.

He looked at her fiercely like a wolf's eyes, as if he wanted to tear her up and swallow her.

Feng Jinyue was beating drums in her heart, secretly feeling bad, "Yuan Changqing, you have a fever!"

"Is it a dream?"

Yuan Changqing's voice was hoarse to the extreme, but his fingers slipped across Feng Jinyue's skin and up her cheek.

Seems to be confirming her authenticity.

"I can hear your voice and touch your face. This dream is so real."

...Feng Jinyue was terrified.

"what……"

With tears in the corners of Feng Jinyue's eyes, she looked at Yuan Changqing hanging above her, her eyes were as black as ink, without any tenderness and affection at all.

He pinched her neck, as if he wanted to strangle her to death.

Although he was rough before, he was gentle.

And this time...

Feng Jinyue couldn't describe his actions, there was no pity at all, it was more like punishment.

Originally, Feng Jinyue was fragile enough tonight, but Yuan Changqing's merciless behavior made her even more vulnerable. Everything she forbeared was shattered in the darkness.

The bright moon is higher.

Before her mind became confused, Feng Jinyue vaguely heard Yuan Changqing's distressed voice: "Don't cry."

She must be dreaming.

"Snapped……"

The heavy body fell beside Feng Jinyue, and when she was about to suffocate, she opened her eyes suddenly.

Because of the tears in her eyes, her eyes seemed to be shining with broken light.

"Yuan Changqing?"

After finally pushing him aside, Feng Jinyue took a deep breath, put on her robes again, walked towards the unconscious Yuan Changqing step by step with a cold face, and patted his hot cheek, "Wake up."

Her face turned red from being slapped, Yuan Changqing still showed no sign of waking up.

Feng Jinyue let out a sigh, suppressing her urge to hit someone, went to Xiao Er to ask for a cold handkerchief, and asked the doctor to come over by the way.

It was already midnight when the doctor prescribed the medicine and left.

Forcibly pouring the medicine into Yuan Changqing's mouth, Feng Jinyue took advantage of the situation and pushed him to the innermost side of the bed, leaning against the edge of the bed to make do with sleep all night.

Overworked at night and taking care of Yuan Changqing, Feng Jinyue still hadn't woken up at dawn the next day.

It was Yuan Changqing who woke up first, rubbing the center of his brows, feeling tired.

The other hand accidentally touched Wen Ruan's face, so scared that he immediately retracted it.

What came into view was Feng Jinyue's sleepy dimple.

"No, why am I here?" Yuan Changqing said to himself, and found that he was actually sleeping on the bed, and it was still inside the bed.

Did he crawl out of bed in the middle of the night?

His eyes fell on the edge of the bed where Feng Jinyue was about to fall, and the memory gradually came back.

He seems to have a fever, is she taking care of him?

While Yuan Changqing was thinking, Feng Jinyue slowly opened her eyes, her voice was hoarse after waking up, "You're awake, has the fever subsided?"

As he spoke, he subconsciously wanted to touch Yuan Changqing's forehead.

Yuan Changqing looked at her with complicated eyes, but did not avoid it.

When Feng Jinyue's hand was about to touch him, she suddenly woke up, "Ah..."

Ji quickly withdrew his hand, but forgot that he was on the edge of the bed at this time.

If Yuan Changqing hadn't pulled her back with quick eyes and hands, she might have fallen under the bed long ago.

(End of this chapter)