Chapter 38

  Ling Feng's body stiffened subconsciously, the fleeting melancholy quickly disappeared, and he hastily turned around, immediately replacing it with a joyful face. He looked at Murong Lingyun, who had already stood up with a surprised expression, "You're finally awake." As he spoke, he hastily ran to his side.

  "Wind, is that really you?" Murong Lingyun still couldn't believe it, as if in a dream, and didn't dare to think that Ling Feng would appear here. Completely forgetting the injuries on his body, he hastily stretched out his hand, grasped hers, and confirmed her real existence.

  He moved too quickly, too hastily, and pulled on the wound that had not yet healed, but he completely ignored the pain and asked urgently, "Feng Er? Is it really you? Is it really you?"

  Ling Feng let him hold her hand, a bright smile spreading across her face as she whispered, "Of course it's me?" As she spoke, her right hand turned to grasp his, slowly pressing it against her cheek, letting him truly feel the warmth and gentleness that she also cherished.

  "It's me, you're not dreaming, it's really me." Soft voice, sweet smile, she didn't want to think about anything else at this moment, she just wanted Mu Rong Ling Yun's injury to heal quickly. As for what would happen later, it could only be said later, it wasn't that she was intentionally avoiding it, but some things were truly unavoidable.

  Feeling her baby-like skin, seeing her unique smile, Murong Lingyun finally believed that everything in front of him was real. She was really standing in front of him now, not just a dream he had been having. For the past few days, his mind had been foggy and her shadow had been swirling around in his brain, sometimes vague, sometimes clear, but every time it appeared, it would cause him heartache to the point of suffocation. Just now, he had even dreamed that she said she wanted to leave him forever, and he had suddenly woken up with a start, only to unexpectedly see her standing there.

  This joy, this excitement, is probably indescribable in any language.

  He couldn't help but feel a thrill at the thought of his recent dream, and quickly moved the hand he was holding to her lower back, tightly embracing her in his arms. With a slight tremble, he said, "Feng'er, it's really you, it's great, it's great." He could truly feel her, and this feeling was his greatest satisfaction.

  When he knew he was poisoned, he was really afraid that he would never see her again.

  Ling Feng tightly clung to his chest, her eyes slightly closed, feeling the warmth and softly murmuring in agreement, "Yes, it's great." As she spoke, her body leaned slightly closer to him, his embrace forever being her safest haven.

  But who knows how long this rare warmth can last.

  He felt her faint breath on his neck, and the corners of his lips curled up in a warm smile. "Feng'er, how did you end up here?"

  Ling Feng was slightly stunned, but immediately pretended to be relaxed and said, "Because I heard you were injured, so I came." A very light tone, yet a reason that seemed perfectly natural.

  Murong Lingyun's lips curled up even more, she was so lovely, never had any disguise, what she thought in her heart was what she was.

  "Is that what you heard from Father? Mother must be worried sick, right?" Murong Lingyun asked with a hint of concern.

  Ling Feng hesitated for a moment, and after a few seconds of slight hesitation, he said in a low voice, "Is that...?" It was the most reasonable explanation.

  Murong Lingyun suddenly remembered something, slightly pushed her away, stared at her straightly, and exclaimed in surprise, "How did you get here? Did you come with the rescue troops from the imperial court?" After he was injured, he had someone return to the capital to ask for reinforcements.

  It's hard for even herself to believe this, how could the imperial court possibly allow a woman to follow the army?

  "I, I, I...". The soft words paused for a moment under his direct gaze, "I am a person who has come." This point, she didn't need to hide from him, he knew her heart, and she had always known that too. So, her concern for him would never let him know.

  Murong Lingyun's hand on her back tightened, as if he was afraid she would suddenly disappear. Ling Feng's hand also unconsciously moved along his back, but when it touched a sticky warmth, he suddenly froze, quickly pushed him away, and went around to his back, seeing the fresh blood seeping from the wound, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Your injury?!"

  Murong Lingyun slightly furrowed his brow, but once again wrapped his arms around her, saying nonchalantly, "I'm not that fragile, don't worry about it." He knew that the wound was nothing serious, the most critical thing was the poison in his body, but now that he had woken up, it proved that the poison had already been neutralized.

  Ling Feng pushed him away again, then deliberately said with a light rebuke, "Your wound is still bleeding? I'll go call the military doctor." As he spoke, he quickly turned around, intending to go call the military doctor.

  Murong Lingyun's palm turned over, quickly grasping her hand. "Feng'er, I know my own injuries, nothing will happen, no need to find a military doctor. Now I just want you to stay here with me. With you here, it's more effective than any military doctor." His words sounded like a joke, but he spoke with a sincere face.

  His body, which was eager to leave, stopped involuntarily, and he said with a hint of reproach, "Don't talk nonsense, you're badly hurt, yet you say it's nothing." Thinking back to the previous situation, thinking that he almost died, she couldn't help but shudder. "Let me go first, I'll go find the military doctor, if you want me to accompany you, I can do it anytime..." Thinking of what she had promised Xuan Yang earlier, her words suddenly stopped, and the word 'anytime' also became low and husky, her face unconsciously sinking.

  "What's wrong?" Murong Lingyun asked doubtfully. He could sense even the slightest abnormality in her affairs.

  "I'm fine." Ling Feng's face broke into a gentle smile again, "Right, the military doctor instructed that as soon as you wake up, I should help you get some medicine to drink. I'll go get it for you right now." The hand he was holding managed to break free and hastily retreated in slight disarray.

  Murong Lingyun didn't drink anymore, but instead stared at her slightly anxious back, his brow furrowing more and more tightly - she must be hiding something from him.

  Ling Feng left the room, and only then did she slowly come to a stop. The smile on her face also froze quickly. Could she really leave Murong Lingyun and marry Xuan Yuan Chen? Why was it that now, just thinking about that possibility made her...

  She went back to the kitchen to fetch the medicine, turned around again and walked out of the door. When she reached the entrance, she paused slightly, a faint smile spreading across her face before she finally went in.

  As I walked into the room, I coincidentally met Mu Rong Ling Yun's gaze, which was still in the same posture as when she had just left, without any change.

  He had feelings for her that she was very clear about. In this era, it's feared that no man can accept a woman who is not chaste, but he never minded.

  Ling Feng's nose slightly stung, the smile on her face also slightly froze, but she squeezed out a faint smile again, walked to his front, and softly said, "Drink the medicine first." However, she forgot that she could disguise herself well in front of anyone, but only in front of him, she couldn't.

  Helped him try the temperature and handed it in front of him.

  Murong Lingyun took it over obediently, slowly drank a mouthful, and then asked in a seemingly careless manner, "Who helped me detoxify the poison on my body?"

  A gust of wind startled her, and the hand hidden under her clothes tightened involuntarily. "It's a superior person invited by the military doctor." She who had never told him a single lie before, lied for the first time.

  Because she knew that as clever as he was, if she told him it was Xuan Yuan Zhi who saved him, he would definitely...

  "Is it?" Murong Lingyun's eyes narrowed slightly, asking faintly.

  "Of course." Ling Feng chuckled again, his tone deliberately relaxed. "Alright, hurry up and drink the medicine first."

  A smile on the face, but the heart is still heavy. Is this a deception or a comfort? Does it matter anymore?

  But she didn't notice that Xuan Yuan Chen, who had just walked out the door, suddenly looked tired and gloomy.

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  My brother is getting married on the 29th, so I've been extremely busy these past few days and haven't had time to write. The delay over the past two days, please forgive me...

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