Chapter 793
Emperor Jiyun kept staring at her, she could feel his gaze, so hot and direct, it was her fault that she drugged him, but it was all because she was worried that something would happen to him.

This lasted for about 2 minutes, and Emperor Jiyun finally spoke, "Where is the injury?"

The soft tone, extremely gentle, seemed to directly brush away the matter of Feng Xiran's drugging him.

Feng Xiran was stunned for a moment before replying, "I'm not injured, it's just to bring out the spirit sword, the blood flowed a little bit more, it's okay."

Ji Yunhuang's eyes locked on her deeply, and after that, he didn't speak again.

Feng Xiran always felt that he owed him an explanation, even though he knew in his heart why she did that.

However, it is her business to explain or not.

She tried her best to support her body and sat up, Ji Yunhuang saw her move, and quickly supported her.

Feng Xiran smiled, leaned on his shoulder, held his hand, and asked in a low voice, "Are you angry?"

Ji Yunhuang remained silent.

Angry?
Of course angry!

How can you not be angry?
Even though he knew that she was doing it for his own good, when he thought of her drugging him, his anger rose completely.

Feng Xiran laughed, "I know I was wrong, don't be angry, okay?"

Ji Yunhuang still didn't say a word.

Feng Xiran sighed, "It seems that you still blame me, forget it, apologies don't work, are you going to forgive me?"

The sadness on Feng Xiran's face, that little expression of ready to cry, made people feel very distressed.

Although Emperor Jiyun knew that she made such an appearance on purpose to make him feel bad, but he really couldn't help but feel bad.

And that little sword spirit, standing aside, looked at Feng Xiran's aggrieved look, and scorned her fiercely in his heart: Where did the domineering master who was in front of me go?Now you are using a beauty trick?
However, the master really deserves to be my master!

Can afford to put it down, can bend and stretch!

Emperor Jiyun remained calm, but said lightly, "You are very powerful, I am willing to bow down."

Feng Xiran was stunned for a moment, then shook his arm, "Don't be angry, okay? I promise you, there will never be a next time."

Ji Yunhuang had a cold and arrogant expression on his face.

"Emperor Yun~"

Feng Xiran turned on the coquettish mode again.

Little Sword Spirit left here silently, he didn't want to be a one kilowatt light bulb!

Seeing that Emperor Jiyun was still unmoved, Feng Xiran suddenly climbed up to his neck and pecked him on the lips, "I was wrong, I was really wrong..."

Ji Yunhuang looked at her, and sighed in his heart, "Xi'er, I really want to hang out with you for two days, but I can't bear it..."

Feng Xiran showed joy in her eyes.

"Remember, it's only this time, not the next time."

"Okay, I promise there will be no next time."

Feng Xiran complied with a smile, it doesn't matter if there will be a second time in the future, she should agree now, so as not to make him angry.

Feng Xiran showed another smile, she looked at the little sword spirit beside her, "little sword spirit, come here."

Ji Yunhuang's gaze also followed Feng Xiran to fall on the little sword spirit.

The little sword spirit walked over, looked at Feng Xiran and Ji Yunhuang who were tightly hugging each other, and snorted coldly, "You two love each other, why did you call me here?"

Feng Xiran chuckled, "This is the sword spirit in that sword."

Emperor Jiyun nodded.

Little Sword Spirit had a cold face, "Don't call me Little Sword Spirit, this name is not domineering at all!"

(End of this chapter)

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