Yu Jingfeng coughed lightly and handed the leaf in his palm to Feng Jiu'er.

"Miss Jiuer, okay, do you want to feed Jianyi?"

"Um."

Feng Jiuer nodded, "You come and feed me."

"I?"

Yu Jingfeng's eyes fell on Jian Yi's thin lips and he swallowed unconsciously.

He comes to feed?

Is it the same as when Miss Jiuer gave medicine to the prince?

How can it be?

He has never even kissed a woman, how can he kiss a man?

Absolutely impossible! "Feed now."

Feng Jiuer's voice sounded again.

Yu Jingfeng, who was squatting down, even shook the palm holding the leaf.

"Miss Jiu'er, no, I...can't."

Yu Jingfeng swallowed another mouthful of saliva and looked at Feng Jiu'er with pleading eyes.

After Feng Jiuer injected a needle on Jianyi's head, she turned her eyes and met Yu Jingfeng's puzzling gaze.

"What's the meaning?

What can't you do?"

Just drink some medicine?

Does this guy need to be so aggrieved?

"I..." Yu Jingfeng lowered his head and looked at Jian Yi, his eyebrows tightening.

"This is inappropriate, and if Jian Yi wakes up and knows that I gave him medicine, I will definitely not let him go."

"Miss Jiu'er, if not, you can do it."

When Yu Jingfeng carefully handed out the medicine in his hand, he immediately regretted it.

If the prince knew that he asked Miss Jiuer to kiss Jianyi, the prince would be even less likely to let him go.

After pondering for a moment, Yu Jingfeng still felt that Jian Yi was easier to deal with, but he had wronged himself.

With a mournful face, he slowly lifted up the herbal juice collected in his hand.

"Miss Jiu'er, once Jian wakes up, you must not let him know that I gave him the medicine."

When the medicine reached her lips, Yu Jingfeng stopped moving.

"By the way, I don't want the third person to know about this matter, Miss Jiuer, thank you!"

When Yu Jingfeng looked like he was going to drink the "poison" and was about to drink the medicine, Feng Jiuer grabbed his wrist.

"Yu Jingfeng, what are you going to do?

I told Jianyi to drink it, but I didn’t tell you to drink it.”

Doesn't this guy think that Jianyi wants him to give medicine mouth to mouth?

Feng Jiuer sighed lightly and almost shook her head.

"Bring it here."

When she stretched out her hand, Yu Jingfeng actually retracted her hand.

"Miss Jiu'er, I can't let you kiss Jianyi. If the prince finds out, I will be dead."

"Bring it!"

Feng Jiuer stared at Yu Jingfeng.

Yu Jingfeng still didn't give it.

He withdrew his hand again, almost pouring the concoction.

Feng Jiuer breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the concoction was not spilled.

"Yu Jingfeng, I said I would come, not to feed him mouth to mouth, and you don't need it either."

She picked up a silver needle and placed it on a certain acupuncture point on Jianyi's neck.

"Right now, pour it in for him."

"I just need to be gentle here and he will swallow it on his own."

"quick!"

Feng Jiuer raised her eyes and glared at Yu Jingfeng, "If it affects Jian Yi's condition, you are the only one I will ask!"

"oh."

Yu Jingfeng finally reacted, "Okay, okay, okay, I understand."

It turns out there is no need for mouth to mouth, which scares him to death! Fortunately, he doesn't have to kiss a man anymore.

Yu Jingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't dare to waste any more time.

When Yu Jingfeng poured the concoction into Jianyi, Feng Jiuer gave it a shot of silver needle.

With a "Gulu" sound, Jianyi drank the concoction.

Yu Jingfeng didn't dare to get too excited. He glanced at Feng Jiuer and poured the remaining concoction into Jianyi.

"Okay, okay."

Yu Jingfeng said with relief.

"By the way, Miss Jiu'er, do you still need it?

I need to go get some more."

"No need."

Feng Jiuer shook his head, "Help him up and I'll try to help him with his kung fu."

"good."

Yu Jingfeng raised his sword.

But he didn't move away and directly put his palms against Jian Yi's back door.

"Miss Jiu'er, let me do the exercise. You can observe Jian Yi's condition at any time."

"good."

Feng Jiuer did not refuse.

Yu Jingfeng sat upright, closed his eyes, and gave his sword a try.

Feng Jiuer squatted in front of Jianyi and gently held his arm.

As Yu Jingfeng's internal energy entered Jian Yi's body, his breath was not only unstable, but also became more and more manic.

Without Feng Jiu'er's order, Yu Jingfeng continued to perform exercises on the sword, even though beads of sweat had already appeared on his temples.

Feng Jiu'er didn't know what was going on in Jian Yi's body, so she gave him a few more injections.

His breath became calmer due to the falling of her silver needle.

Unexpectedly, when Feng Jiuer raised her eyes, she found that Yu Jingfeng was sweating profusely.

It’s just a short period of time for one stick of incense, shouldn’t it be?

"Yu Jingfeng, how do you feel now?"

Feng Jiuer asked softly.

"Miss Jiu'er, I feel that Jianyi has been rejecting my inner strength. I'm a little... struggling, but it's okay."

"How...is he?

Are you feeling better?"

Feng Jiuer's round eyes rolled, she went over, stretched out her long finger, and landed on Yu Jingfeng's veins.

"Stop."

Soon, she grabbed Yu Jingfeng's arm.

"Yu Jingfeng, I asked you to stop."

Feng Jiuer's voice unconsciously became louder.

Yu Jingfeng frowned tightly and withdrew his inner strength.

He retracted his palms, placed them on his crossed legs, took a deep breath, and adjusted his inner breath.
To be continued...