Ghost King's Cute Pet

Chapter 46 Feng Xuan's Appearance

Master Jiu is allergic!
This news exploded in the Ninth Prince's Mansion all at once, but it was because of allergies, so there was no way to know about it.Hearing this news, Murong Qiushui became a little anxious, alright, why is Ninth Prince allergic?But even if she killed her, she would never have guessed that the cause of his allergies was that he took a flower bath last night!

Feng'er was holding a bowl of dark concoction, and then sent it to Feng Xuan pitifully, her big eyes were shining brightly, as if she was about to cry.

"I'm not dead yet." Feng Xuan said lightly, but his usual domineering voice became a little muffled due to allergies and sneezing too much, but even so, Feng Xuan's aura was still as strong as ever.

"Feng won't die." She didn't know that Feng was allergic, otherwise she wouldn't take him to take a flower bath, and now she still has to drink this bitter thing, which she drank when she was a fox, but It's hard to drink, Feng'er feels distressed at the thought of Feng Xuan wanting to drink this stuff.

Feng Xuan couldn't stand it anymore, this pitiful look was too tormenting.He sighed softly, "I don't blame you." He himself didn't know that he was allergic to flower baths, otherwise she could still make trouble?But looking at her small appearance is really pitiful, "Okay, feed me."

"Okay." Feng'er obediently took the medicine, cooled it one by one with a small spoon, and slowly delivered it to his mouth, and asked with concern, "Is it bitter?"

"bitter."

"..." There seemed to be tears in her big eyes.

"It's not bitter."

Feng'er blinked her eyes twice, and continued to give the small spoon in her hand, "Feng, drink it quickly, get well soon."

When the medicine was finished, Feng'er wiped Feng Xuan's mouth thoughtfully, and then ran out, "It seems that there is still a bowl of medicine, I'll bring it."

Feng'er's speed was very fast, and she disappeared after speaking. Feng Xuan leaned lazily on the big bed, his nose itched, and he sneezed. Does Feng'er, that Lu Chi, know where the kitchen is?Just as he was thinking, Yehun's voice suddenly came from the door, "Miss Murong, you can't enter without the permission of the ninth master." Anyway, she is also the emperor's appointed concubine Jiu, and she may be his future mistress. She spoke politely to Night Soul.

Murong Qiushui's gentle face showed worry, "I heard that the Ninth Prince is allergic, so I just went in to see him."

"Miss Murong..." Yehun couldn't do anything to a woman who had no strength to restrain a chicken, so he half-pushed and let Murong Qiushui take advantage of the loophole and rushed into the inner room.Looking at the person covered by the bed curtain, Murong Qiushui took a breath, "Ninth Prince, are you... all right?"

Yehun followed and walked in, "I'm sorry Jiuye, my subordinates didn't take good care of Miss Murong."

"No problem, go down."

"Yes."

Only Murong Qiushui and Feng Xuan were left in the room. This was the first time that Murong Qiushui was in the same room with a man who was alone and widowed. She couldn't care less about being nervous. The Ninth Prince's condition is more important. "Ninth Prince..."

"You, have you figured out your identity?" The voice was slightly hoarse, but in Murong Qiushui's ears, there was an inexplicable sexy and deep.

"I..." Murong Qiushui lowered her head slightly. She said at the beginning that she only needs to have a place to live, and she doesn't ask for anything else, but...she also wants to pursue her own happiness. "I just came to see you."

"Look at this king?" Feng Xuan adjusted his posture behind the bed curtain, and said in a cold voice, "What are you looking at this king? His appearance? I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

Murong Qiushui bit her lip, she was really curious about Feng Xuan's appearance, but for a disfigured person, mentioning his appearance would undoubtedly hurt him even more.Murong Qiushui shook his head silently, "That's not what I meant."

"It's okay, maybe I should let you see the appearance of this king."

"..." Murong Qiushui stared closely at the bed curtain, "Qiu Shui is not a person who judges people by their appearance!"

Feng Xuan was silent for a while, then suddenly chuckled, then stretched out her long, white fingers out of the bed curtain, gently pulled up one side of the bed curtain, and pushed it away.Murong Qiushui's eyes kept staring at the bed curtain without blinking until Feng Xuan's face was completely exposed. "Ah..." Murong Qiushui covered his mouth in surprise and took a step back. The left side of his face was intact, but the right side... from the corner of his forehead was a hideous scar that almost covered his entire body. On the right side of his face, Murong Qiushui could almost see the lines of the scar.

Feng Xuan's pair of phoenix eyes took a full view of Murong Qiushui's expression, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he slowly put down the bed curtain, "Are you satisfied?"

"I……"

"Feng, where is the kitchen?" Feng Er came in from the outside at this time, with a dazed expression on her face, she couldn't remember the way to the kitchen.But as soon as she came in, she felt that something was wrong. Murong Qiushui was here, with a terrified expression on his face, "Sister Qiushui, what's wrong with you?" she asked.

Murong Qiushui grew up so big, she had never seen such a face before, it was hard to digest for a while, she glanced at Feng'er, and then ran out of the room without looking back.Feng'er was even more at a loss, what's going on? "Feng?" She walked over, stretched out her hand to lift the bed curtain, and saw Feng Xuan's ferocious face at a glance, she was not frightened like Murong Qiushui, but frowned slightly, "What is this? "Because the Feng Xuan she knows well is not like this.

"This is me." Feng Xuan stretched out his hand to tear off the "scar" on his face, "This is me who was destroyed by the fire."

Feng'er noticed the faint scar on his forehead, this is the real scar on his face.She stroked her little hand lightly, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." It's been so long, how could it still hurt?
Feng'er smiled, leaned over and kissed him on the right cheek, "Feng will not get hurt in the future." Because of her!
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