Legend of the Immortal Concubine's Phoenix Yu Fei

Chapter 161 Good Dream, My Little (Sweet)
Qin Youchen walked to the bed quickly, and supported Ling Xian'er's shoulder with one hand: "Xiao Xiao, lie down quickly, you can't get up now."

"Uncle Fourteen, I'm fine, I have to go back quickly, otherwise Ban Xia will be worried."

"Don't move, I'll ask Shen Yang to go find Banxia, ​​let him explain this matter to Banxia clearly, don't move anymore." Qin Youchen said with wry brows.

"Then, don't let Shen Yang mention my injury, or she will be even more worried." Ling Xian'er said.

Qin Youchen nodded, supported Ling Xian'er to lean on the bedpost, handed him the tea cup, and went out to tell Shen Yang to go.

After Qin Youchen left, Yan Fu dared to speak: "Sir, let me treat you. Although there is no way to make you fully recover, it can help you relieve some pain."

Ling Xian'er nodded, and asked with a smile, "You know how to heal? When did you learn it?"

Yan Fu shook her head: "I don't know, but the spiritual power I can use, apart from floating around, is only healing."

Yan Fu raised her hand, the light flashed in her palm, after a few breaths, it was absorbed by Ling Xian'er's wound.

"Sir, I..."

Yan Fu wanted to say something, but suddenly heard the sound of the door opening, and immediately shut up.

Ling Xian'er smiled helplessly, Yan Fu was really scared of Uncle Fourteen.

Although Qin Youchen didn't pay attention to Yan Fu, in Yan Fu's heart, there was such an equation: Qin Zhiyi was scary, but the scary Qin Zhiyi listened to Qin Youchen very much, so Qin Youchen must be even scarier!
"Xiao Xiao, you can stay here with peace of mind today. If you want to go back, I will send you back tomorrow."

Ling Xian'er nodded, and drank the water Qin Youchen just poured in one gulp.

Holding the teacup in both hands, he handed it to Qin Youchen: "More!"

Qin Youchen smiled, took the teacup, stood up calmly, and willingly served as Ling Xian'er's pouring waiter.

Taking advantage of Qin Youchen's temporary absence, Yan Fu quickly said, "My lord, I'll go back first, I have to tell Huanyang Leye and the others, my lord is leaving!"

After all, without waiting for Ling Xian'er to speak, she disappeared in a flash.

Ling Xian'er: "..."

Yan Fu, a girl who didn't know, thought there was something chasing her.

After drinking two more glasses of water, probably because of the medicine on her body, Ling Xian'er finally felt sleepy.

Qin Youchen, who had been guarding Ling Xianer's bedside all day, was completely relieved at this moment.

Looking at Ling Xian'er's defenseless sleeping face, he couldn't help but smile.

She really trusted him, to sleep so peacefully in front of him.

God knows how scared he was when he saw her covered in blood.

How afraid that he would lose her forever. At that moment, he felt that the most difficult thing was not that she was living in Prince Yi's mansion, but that she was right in front of him, but he could do nothing.

Qin Youchen stretched out his hand, touched the cheek he missed day and night, and smiled.

"Sweet dreams, my little one."

Leaning down, he left a light kiss on her smooth forehead.

Standing up, he looked at the sleeping face with nostalgia, tucked the corner of the quilt for her intimately, turned and left.

Qin Youchen walked out of the side hall, looking at the dots of stars in the night sky, twinkling and bright, very much like...someone's eyes.

The corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably, he withdrew his gaze, and walked away.

Sweet dreams, my little one.

　【Small Sugar Theater】

　　Xiaoxian'er (handing over the teacup): Uncle Fourteen, I want more!

　　Uncle Fourteen (taking the teacup, with a smile in his eyes): What do you want?
　　Xiao Xianer (sweet smile): I want you!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)