Chapter 1781
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Fengjiu looked at it and said, "Alright, that's it! Keep an eye on your master. If he has a fever and cold sweat in the middle of the night, wake me up. "After she instructed, she closed the stone door.
She took off her outer clothes and laid on the bed. She exhaled softly and stared blankly at the ceiling.
She originally thought that she would consummate her marriage with Mo Ze first and she had already mentally prepared herself. Who knew that such a good atmosphere would be interrupted by Murong Yi Xuan and he even ran over here from Xuanyuan Empire in the middle of the night. This night was really tiring and her mood was fluctuating.
Although she was in an unfamiliar place, she fell into a deep sleep due to her body's exhaustion and the night gradually darkening.
Outside, Murong Yi Xuan was guarding his master's bedside. The large stone in his heart was finally half put down. Thinking back to when his master brought him here, it could be said that it changed his life.
If he hadn't met his master, perhaps he would still be wandering around somewhere. His master had given him a new lease on life. Although they were master and disciple in name, they were closer than father and son. He guided him in his cultivation. He was strict but also kind. He really didn't dare to imagine what would have happened if Fengjiu wasn't here this time.
He sat by the bed in a daze. He didn't go to rest until the doctor who had left earlier came in with a bowl of boiled medicine. Only then did he feed his master the medicine bit by bit.
Because his master was unconscious, the entire bowl of medicine was only half a bowl at most. That doctor didn't go to rest because the Sect Master had instructed him to stay and look after him. Thus, the two of them sat by the bed and watched, paying attention to whether or not the situation Fengjiu mentioned happened.
The first half of the night was still normal. However, in the second half of the night, he saw that something wasn't right with his master. Not only was his body hot, he was also sweating. He seemed to have regained some consciousness and his brows were tightly knitted.
Thus, in the second half of the night, he knocked on the stone room Fengjiu was resting in. "Fengjiu, Fengjiu, quickly get up and take a look. My master is hot and sweating. Fengjiu …"
Hearing the sound, Fengjiu could only get up from the bed, put on his clothes, and walked out of the room to let his master take a look …
When dawn came, a ray of light shone through a window of the cave and fell on Fengjiu's bed. She lazily turned over, pulled the blanket over her head, and continued to sleep.
She barely slept last night because she was woken up not long after she fell asleep. She only went back to her room to rest when it was almost dawn. At this time, it was quiet outside. She just wanted to take a short nap to recover her energy.
However, she was woken up again in the middle of the morning.
"Fengjiu, I've asked someone to cook some porridge. Get up and eat some!" Murong Yi Xuan shouted from outside. He hadn't slept all night and there was a trace of fatigue between his brows.
Actually, for an immortal cultivator, a night without rest would not feel anything. However, he was worried, so naturally, his state of mind and emotions were different, and it was easier for him to get tired.
Fengjiu sighed softly and got up. After washing up, she opened the stone door and walked out. She came to the stone table in the outer room and sat down.
"I've asked someone to cook some plain porridge with spirit rice. It tastes pretty good. Try it!" Murong Yi Xuan scooped a bowl for her and handed her a pair of chopsticks. "There are also a few side dishes."
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