Feminine world Feng Qingcheng

Chapter 14
For the first time, she was so close to him in this capacity.It was so close that she could smell the faint fragrance emanating from him, Flower God Tears.It made her want to get closer, just like getting fresh oxygen, wanting more, and can't stop.

Sensing the change in the person in front of him, Mo Zicheng turned his head slightly, his thin lips parted lightly, without any emotion, "The prince must be tired too! Please move and rest!"

tired?Yin Qing looked at his face that looked even more dusty under the moonlight, and sighed helplessly in her heart again.It seems that she still has a long way to go!
"Ah."

Lying on the soft bed, but can't fall asleep no matter what, what's wrong?
Yin Qing turned slightly to the side, moving gently so as not to disturb the people beside her.Looking at the person beside her, seeing that he was motionless with his back to her, he must have fallen asleep!

His eyes suddenly filled with bitterness.If she hadn't played a scoundrel just now, then he would definitely not have appeared on this bed, let alone share a pillow with her.

Seeing that his thin body is almost close to the wall, do you really... just hate her that much?

"Um……"

A cold but painful moan came, and Yin Qing's eyes sank.When she regained her senses, without thinking about anything else, she stretched out her hand towards him, and vigorously pulled him over who was sleeping in his clothes.

In an instant, the emerald jade flute touched her neck, and the owner of the jade flute was looking at her coldly with his long and narrow single phoenix eyes. His forehead was covered with fine sweat, and his eyes were full of displeasure, vigilance, and defense. Wait for the look.

The hazy moonlight shines in through the slightly open paper window, hits the octagonal screen in front of the bed, and also illuminates the incense mist floating out of the sandalwood box on the table like a layer of veil.

His eyes made her startled, ignoring the emerald jade flute resting on her neck, she forcefully tore open the moth incense curtains on both sides.Through the faint moonlight, she saw the sweat on his white forehead, and his cheeks seemed to be transparent. That morbid appearance made her heart tighten, and her anger grew like seaweed in an instant.

"what happened?"

Mo Zicheng's hand holding the jade flute relaxed, lying on his back, looking displeased at the woman sitting next to him in front of him.The pain in his abdomen made him frown his handsome brows, and fine beads of sweat were gathering on his forehead little by little.

After thinking about it, her pale lips parted slightly, "It's okay."

This little pain is nothing to him, it's just that Fengyue was there before, and I don't know how Fengyue thought of it, so that he won't feel as bad as tonight.

Yin Qing's eyes gathered anger slightly.fine? !When she sings the chime, is she an idiot or a blind man?Look at the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, is he still stubborn?All right hum what? !

"Cheng, are you underestimating me?!" Wen said angrily.

She called him again, not sure if it was his illusion, but since the evening, she has been calling him like this.However, he is not in the mood to think about this now, because his abdomen hurts so badly that he doesn't even have the strength to speak.

Forget it, she knows that he has been in poor health!What is she mad about?If you are angry, you are looking for guilt!Sighing secretly, trying to calm his anger, Yin Qing brushed the strands of blue hair beside his forehead, looking at his pale, seemingly transparent cheeks.How can this still have the evil spirit of ten years ago?All that is left is coldness and indifference.

"what are you going to do?"

Yin Qing's hand suddenly touched his abdomen, and Mo Zicheng's body froze immediately, staring at her angrily, his eyes did not hide the turbulent anger at all, as if he could drown her in the next second, his heart suddenly surged With a great sense of humiliation, Yu Xiao's hand was held and waved again, trying his best.

What is this person going to do? !Is she going to touch him!no!If she dared to touch him, he would immediately kill her without hesitation!Letting her lie by his side is already his biggest concession!Don't push yourself too far!

Quickly grabbing the jade flute that he swung over, the wind force carried by the jade flute seemed to lift a strand of her black hair.It can be seen that he has tried his best, and it seems that he really hates touching him.

Yin Qing frowned slightly, the smile on her warm face disappeared, the light in her eyes dimmed, and then all emotions disappeared, "Don't move!"

Secretly, he placed his hand on his abdomen.

Fortunately, the internal strength she practiced with the master happened to be able to cure the cold, because she had the cold herself.

Sure enough, no matter which era you go to, you can't get rid of this big aunt.It's just that in modern times it is a woman, and this empress is a man. This place is no longer called Da Yi Ma, but Kui Shui.Fengyue, this boy!He can't even take care of his own master!Look at his body, it's still very weak!

"This..." Feeling the sudden warmth from his abdomen, the original cramps were also submerged by this warmth.

Mo Zicheng really didn't know how to express his feelings at this moment, he turned his face away awkwardly and refused to look at her, the complex expression flashed by his eyes was covered by layers of mist in an instant, as if he had never appeared before , the rest is only cold and sarcasm.

(End of this chapter)