Suddenly, he felt a little uncomfortable. Thinking that she was so proud that she was in front of him yesterday, she was sleeping weakly here today. Qi Miao sighed sadly.

"I want to see how you show off your magical powers tonight."

"Who doesn't go to sleep is a puppy!"

"But you can't stand your ability? Keep it up, and you must be so heroic at that time. Don't be afraid to hide behind Lao Feng's butt."

"snort!"

Thinking of their tit-for-tat scene, Qi Miao couldn't help but smile, like the sunlight that penetrated the dark clouds, as if mocking herself, why did she fight against a child? Am I as old as her?

But after a while, he stopped laughing. He thought that just a few hours ago, she rushed up and hugged him, blocked her palm, and vomited blood under her internal injuries...

Qi Miao frowned Yinglang's eyebrows, a hint of heartache appeared in her eyes, and she whispered to the sleeping woman: "Are you so brave?"

She had no reaction, and she felt no vitality except breathing.

He seemed to have suddenly realized something, why is Feng Qiwu so unruly and unruly a person so obsessed with this girl?

Qi Miao thought about it in a daze, and hugged her in her arms in surprise. Her eyes looked at him were very sad, but she was so affectionate and gentle that Qi Miao was fascinated by: "Let me see you, even if... you are my enemy..."

After taking off his mask, tears in her eyes, but the corner of her mouth was smiling: "I will die without regrets if I can see you..."

Feeling that his heart was aching, Qi Miaoqiang came to his senses and his eyes deepened a little.

"What are you thinking about when you rush out?"

He asked softly, as if not controlled by his will, slowly stretched his hand towards her, and his knuckles touched her cheeks very gently. This was aroused by the inner love, which surprised him himself.

No, I have to wake her up quickly.

He warned himself that when he thought of what the Xu divine doctor said, he quickly helped Youmeng up again, sat behind her like Feng Qiwu, covering her back with her palms, and using her skills to heal her wounds.

He was fully focused and tireless. She didn't know that on the night when she was unconscious, the man who disliked each other and hated her, had forgotten to eat and sleep, and treated her with internal force for several hours. Until she unconsciously spat another mouthful of thick blood, he hugged her and wiped her carefully, not inferior to Feng Qiwu. He finally left with confidence until he put her down and fell asleep.

When I walked out of her room, it was dawn.

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When he woke up the next day, Qi Miao wanted to see Youmeng's situation. When he walked outside the door, he saw that the maids were all guarding the corridor, so he asked them why they were not taking care of them in the house.

The maid said timidly: "Zhonglingjun came to visit the princess early in the morning and said we didn't need to take care of her, so she sent out all the slaves."

Qi Miao nodded and waved her hand to let them all go elsewhere to work.

He walked to the door softly, opened a gap, and looked in calmly. He saw Qiwu holding a drowsy Youmeng with one arm, holding a spoon in the other hand, and a bowl of medicine was placed on the wooden table next to him. He turned around frequently and scooped the soup and medicine bit by bit to feed Youmeng. Youmeng had no sense of swallowing, and the medicine juice would slide down the corners of his lips from time to time. Qiwu had to put down the spoon and wipe it with silk.

Seeing her like this, Qiwu felt really uncomfortable, but she couldn't do anything, and her heart hurt like a knife.
Chapter completed!