The God of Medicine and Concubine: Peerless Miss

Chapter 157 The Man of Fate 4
Huanyan was slightly taken aback, but did not answer.He picked up the soup cup and poured out a small bowl, and stood there.His gaze inadvertently fell on the smiling Chu Nanyue, his brows frowning slightly on his calm face, his pale face due to illness showed a faint rosy, he should be fine.

"I made a tonic soup, Mr. Chu, drink it while it's hot." Huanyan said, and brought the soup bowl.

Qingling sniffed it with her head buried in it, and smiled mischievously, full of innocence: "Miss Xu made the soup herself, it's very fragrant!"

As she said that, Qingling glanced at Chu Nanyue lying on the ground, and said, "Brother, you are really blessed. Miss Xu personally cooks soup for you. I wonder if there will be a sister-in-law like Miss Xu in the future!"

Huanyan's face suddenly turned red when he heard the words, and the smile in Chu Nan's eyes became more gentle when he saw it.

Qingling brought the half-warm ginseng soup in front of Huanyan, handed it to her hand, and said with a smile.Then he blinked at Chu Nanyue, indicating that he should cherish the good time in front of him.

"Ah, I..." Huanyan was at a loss at first, but she wanted to push and procrastinate but she had already caught the soup bowl, hesitating there, not knowing what to do.

Seeing Huanyan's appearance as a little girl, Chu Nanyue laughed out loud, but he didn't want to embarrass her, and said, "Thank you Miss Xu for your kindness." After saying that, he wanted to get up and take the soup from Huanyan's hand, but He coughed again and again.

Qing Ling pulled Nie Feng's sleeve and motioned him to leave the room with her, only Huanyan and Chu Nanyue were left in the room.

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In the Yuanwei Pavilion where Haoyue swayed, there was an indescribable desertedness.The irises under the drizzle were quietly blooming, and there was no other sound heard in the quiet garden. It seemed that even the breathing of the flowers was careful, for fear of disturbing the fairy-like man sitting in the pavilion.

Feng Hanyu quietly leaned on the pavilion railing with one arm on his pillow, and tightly holding an emerald green piccolo with the other hand, with his eyes slightly closed.The fine rain sprinkled lightly on his body, bringing a trace of coolness, but at this time he couldn't feel any coolness.

"Young master." Qingling came slowly, looking at Feng Hanyu who was sitting quietly in front of the fence, she couldn't help calling softly.

Qingling admits that she has selfish intentions, so she pushes Xu Huanyan and Chu Nanyue together.Feng Hanyu's shadow was always in her heart, his beautiful face, his weak complexion, looking at the drizzle, thinking of him who might still be in the pavilion, went back to the room, took a cloak, and came here.

Feng Hanyu closed his eyes and meditated, as if he didn't hear anyone calling him, he still closed his eyes slightly, and didn't answer.

"My lord, the night is getting colder." Qingling walked to his side, put the cloak in her hand on him, looked at his pale and beautiful face, and said worriedly.

Feng Hanyu slowly opened his eyes, looking at Qingling in front of him: "Why don't you rest?"

"I..." Qingling was disgusted, a shy blush appeared on her face, and said in a low voice: "Young master's complexion is very bad, you should also rest earlier."

Feng Hanyu looked in the direction of Chu Nanyue's room, and the brilliance in his eyes dimmed.

Feng Hanyu first awakened the sleeping Xu Huanyan, and then used his spiritual power to undo the spell for Chu Nanyue in order to release Qi Yechen's enchantment. After leaving the fantasy world for too long, he consumed too much spiritual power. Recovery was slow.

After a few days of recuperation, Feng Hanyu, who was originally weak, began to slowly recover his skills.

(End of this chapter)