Jiuyou Huangfei

Chapter 94 Are You Injured?
At night, the lights are on.

After Mu Xiyan finished her meal, under the watchful eye of a group of maidservants, she entered her room in an orderly manner.

More than a dozen servant girls followed her day and night, and Ji Feili knew that she would never do anything to these ordinary people, so she was so confident.

She can poison these maids, but those people in the dark are hard to guard against, and they can't escape even if they want to.

After eating a few dates depressedly, the pain in my stomach was relieved a little.

In her previous life, she had a cold body, and because she lived in the north, her limbs would become paralyzed whenever she went out in winter, and her relatives were in excruciating pain. At that time, it was her mother who held her in her arms and kept her warm. When I came here, I was like a poor grass, even the cloth bag was tied by myself.

What's more, now that she is still in the wolf's den, it would be great if Ji Feili would kill her a few times with a few knives, but what kind of cold violence is going to happen, she is thinking about it, and she doesn't know what he has in mind.

She just wanted to enter a city, how unlucky she was to meet him!
"Your Highness is back! Your Highness is back!" A series of cheers came from outside.

Mu Xiyan's senses are sensitive, and she heard the man's indifferent and low voice: "Where's Miss Mu?"

"Go back to Your Highness, in the side hall."

Mu Xiyan quickly ran from the table to the bed, lifted the quilt and wrapped herself in it.

This is what Ji Feili saw when he came in. Someone threw an irregularly shaped unknown object on his bed.

Zongzi?

He immediately walked to the side of the bed, gripped the corner of the quilt tightly with his hands, and opened it forcefully.

Mu Xiyan grabbed it hard, and the two started a silent tug-of-war.

Mu Xiyan was wrapped in the quilt, her voice was muffled, with a buzzing nasal voice: "Your Highness, I'm a man, and it's easy to get sick if you don't want to kiss each other."

"Easy to get sick? My brother and I hit it off right away, so it must be lovesickness."

Missing your sister, it's terrible to be uneducated, AIDS, AIDS!

Mu Xiyan's stomach twitched, and he let go of his hand. Ji Feili instantly breached the line of defense. His eyes fell on her face, and he frowned displeasedly: "Why is your face like a dead person's face?" white?"

White as dead!

Will you speak?
"If I die, I'll be mad at you." Mu Xiyan replied angrily.

Unexpectedly, Ji Feili did not reply, his lips were tightly pressed together, his face was pulled down, his expression was rare serious.

Mu Xiyan had never seen his expression before, and she was stunned for a moment.

He can't tell from her face that her relatives are here.

The more Mu Xiyan thought about it, the more flustered she became, and she lowered her head guiltily.

"Where's the injury?" He asked, frowning.

"Huh? I just broke my stomach after eating at night."

Mu Xiyan smiled embarrassingly, and in the blink of an eye, Ji Feili's hand had already landed on her stomach, pressing her heavy palm against her stomach, and warm air came out of his palm.

Compared with other men, his hands had slender fingers, clean and white, and they were the hands of a piano prince.

Compared to hers, it was a bit bigger, big enough to cover her entire belly, big enough to warm her whole body, and big enough to give her enough sense of security.

Mu Xiyan was stunned and forgot to speak for a moment.

"Are you better, why is your face still so pale? Is there any other injury, show me." Ji Feili gestured to lift her clothes with the other hand.

(End of this chapter)