Feng Yexuan was still only wearing a small pair of shorts.
They were very small, appearing a bit tight, but miraculously, they were quite comfortable.
Wearing them, he felt no pressure at all.
It was just that the outline… was a little unsettling.
When he got up earlier, the blanket had accidentally slipped down. Although several places on his body were bandaged, from the waist down…
"You sure like to look!" Feng Yexuan snorted coldly.
If you don't look, won't it be less awkward? Awkwardness comes from looking too much!
Chu Qianli's small face was flushed red, but she retorted stubbornly, "Food and sex are natural desires. You expose yourself like this and then blame others for looking!"
It was just an accidental glance, a few extra looks.
If he didn't cover himself properly, she could even say he was deliberately seducing her!
Who knew if that was the case?
Feng Yexuan pulled the blanket back and casually draped it over himself, "Get me something to eat quickly, I'm hungry!"
Chu Qianli almost rolled her eyes again.
At such a time, he still maintained that high and mighty demeanor!
However, perhaps it was her subservient nature kicking in, but despite his poor attitude, she still eagerly brought over the cooked porridge.
She was even a little expectant.
"I… well, I don't know if it's good, I don't have much experience… just… try it."
She was truly not good at cooking.
Her past life had been filled with too much bloodshed; she was definitely not a demure and gentle maiden of the household.
Seeing her slightly uneasy expression, Feng Yexuan's expression softened a little.
"You made this?"
"Yes, otherwise, would there be a third person here?"
"Bring it here, let this prince taste it."
Chu Qianli said nothing, brought it to him, scooped some with a spoon, blew on it, and then brought it to his lips.
Feng Yexuan's gaze, however, was locked onto her lips.
Just now, it was with this small mouth that she had blown on the meat porridge for him.
This cautious demeanor, inexplicably, made him a little lost.
"Fourth Brother?" Chu Qianli reminded him, the porridge was ready to eat.
Feng Yexuan withdrew his gaze and took a mouthful of porridge.
Immediately, his expression turned somewhat peculiar.
"How is it? Is it not tasty?" Seeing his expression, Chu Qianli immediately felt a pang of guilt.
Before, she had only eaten self-heating hot pots bought online. This time, fearing that too much MSG in the self-heating pots would be bad for his health, she had bought a pot, rice, and fresh meat bones to simmer herself.
Feng Yexuan's eyes deepened slightly, and he swallowed the mouthful of porridge.
"It's… alright, not bad."
But his eyes held a hint of complexity as he looked at the pot behind her, "How much is left?"
"There should be two or three bowls left. I only cooked a little the first time, I didn't dare to cook too much."
"This prince is hungry, bring it all over, let this prince eat it."
"Then I…"
"Can't you still produce plenty of food?" Wherever she went, when had she ever lacked food?
The Qiankun Chain might lack anything else, but it certainly didn't lack meals.
This woman wouldn't mistreat her own stomach.
"That's true… alright, since you like it so much, it's all yours. I'll eat the self-heating pot."
She hadn't expected to succeed on her first attempt at cooking meat porridge.
Watching him devour it, Chu Qianli knew the taste must have been excellent.
However, eating three bowls in one go seemed like quite a lot.
"Fourth Brother, you lost a lot of blood, your body is still fragile. No matter how delicious the food is, you can't eat too much. You can't eat any more of the rest."
Feng Yexuan glanced at the pot not far away and said faintly, "Then leave it, it will be this prince's supper tonight."
"Okay." Chu Qianli readily agreed, tidied up, and returned to his side, kneeling to tend to the blood that was seeping out.
After resting for a day, the wounds had basically stopped bleeding, but some of the deeper ones still had blood seeping out.
Feng Yexuan had survived on the battlefield for so many years, and he had never been without major or minor injuries.
In the past, this kind of seepage was usually ignored.
But now, watching her carefully tend to him, his cold heart quickly warmed up a little.
So what if he had forgotten their past?
Interacting like this now was actually not tiring.
It was just that he couldn't let this "dead woman" know that he cared about her too much, otherwise, given her personality, she would likely run away again.
Chu Qianli suddenly looked up at him.
Feng Yexuan immediately closed his eyes, concealing all the emotions in his eyes.
When he opened them again, his dark, deep eyes were devoid of any ripple.
"Does it hurt a lot?" Just now, was he staring at her? Had she been too rough?
"Mmm." Feng Yexuan nodded, saying no more.
"Then I'll be gentler."
Chu Qianli lightened her movements and continued to tend to the seeping blood.
However, when he spoke just now, his voice…
"Fourth Brother, what's wrong with your voice? Is your throat really injured? How did it happen?"
Feng Yexuan remained silent, only watching her movements.
Chu Qianli looked up at him again and pressed, "Fourth Brother…"
"Defying an imperial decree is a capital offense. This prince cannot be recognized in Long Teng Kingdom."
"So, you deliberately injured your own throat?" Chu Qianli felt a pang of bitterness in her heart.
"They all say royalty is heartless, but you traveled thousands of miles to protect him for Wu Ya, disregarding the crime of defying the decree, and even injured your own throat… Who says royalty is heartless?"
"…" He was rendered speechless.
Chu Qianli still felt a deep ache in her heart, "Your voice used to be so magnetic and pleasant."
"Is it not pleasant now?" Feng Yexuan's expression darkened.
"It's not that it's not pleasant, in fact, it's not unpleasant either, but compared to before…" Of course, it was far from it, she just didn't want to discourage him.
After thinking for a moment, she suddenly leaned closer.
"What are you doing?" Feng Yexuan frowned immediately.
Didn't she know that the distance between them was very close now?
She leaned in directly, her soft body within his reach.
Who could guarantee that he wouldn't lose control for a moment and reach out to… do something.
So fragrant!
It was the faint, delicate fragrance emanating from her.
Feng Yexuan had thought that by closing his eyes and not looking, he wouldn't feel anything.
But unexpectedly, after closing his eyes, his bodily senses became even more pronounced.
Her breath, her body's fragrance, her warmth…
This woman, naturally clean, could always create a good environment and wash herself thoroughly, even when being pursued.
Now, not only had she bathed and changed clothes, but she had also washed her hair.
That faint scent of her hair…
Feng Yexuan's throat moved, his Adam's apple inexplicably rolling.
"Damn woman, stay away from this prince…" he rasped.
He didn't expect her to not only not move away but to lean even closer.
Feng Yexuan's fingers were clenched tightly, afraid that he wouldn't be able to resist and pull her into his arms for a passionate embrace…
The time was not yet right!
If he held her now, it would be difficult to interact with her later.
This "dead woman" would definitely beat him to death!