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Three days after Xiao Lan woke up, the broken blade on her shoulder was already removed. However, the wound was still so painful that it made her heart tremble.

The inner room was very quiet. Xiao Lan slowly opened his eyes, raised them, and looked around. In the end, his line of sight was completely fixed at his side.

Beside her, close to the bed, Xuanyuan Yun was resting with his eyes closed.

His appearance was still as handsome as ever, but it was not hard to see that he was a little tired and a little dispirited.

Decadent?

Xiao Lan couldn't help but be stunned. The cold and indifferent Xuanyuan Feng was actually able to reveal a dispirited expression.

He really had changed too much.

Faced with such a Xuanyuan Yun, Xiao Lan suddenly wanted to touch him, so she did the same. When Xiao Lan regained her senses, her palm had already touched Xuanyuan Yun's cheek.

But when her fingertip touched a touch of extreme coldness, Xiao Lan couldn't help but be shocked. Why was his skin so cold? Was it because her fingers were too hot under the blanket, that she felt that he was so cold?

Xuanyuan Wentian had never been in deep sleep to begin with, so when Xiao Lan extended her arm over, he couldn't help but be shocked inwardly, and his entire body froze when he felt the heat coming from Xiao Lan's fingertips.

He was slightly dazed. He could feel that the current Xiao Lan was gentle, and it was precisely because of her gentleness that he felt so dazed.

What kind of feelings did she have for him …

Did she even have him in her heart …

The words she said at the back of the mountain, "Do you think I don't like him? I like him …"

And that sword strike she blocked for him before at the main hall of the Divine Buddha …

Xuanyuan Yun slowly opened his eyes.

When Xiao Lan saw Xuanyuan Yun open his eyes, he subconsciously quickly retracted his arm. However, he didn't know that the scope of his movement was so large that it directly involved his own wound.

Sensing Xiao Lan's pain, Xuanyuan Yun's entire being instantly became clear-headed. He bent down at an extremely fast speed and grabbed onto Xiao Lan's restless hand.

"Don't move!"

Didn't she know that her shoulder was injured!?

When he touched Xuanyuan Wentian's palm, Xiao Lan, who was deep within the pain, was once again stunned. It was really cold, his palm was really cold.

Seeing Xiao Lan's half lowered eyes that were in a daze, Xuanyuan Yun slowly shifted his gaze toward the palm that held Xiao Lan's arm.

Realizing something, he let go extremely quickly, but when he thought about how releasing his hand so abruptly would once again involve Xiao Lan's wounds, he once again held onto Xiao Lan's arm for a moment.

After a moment, he slowly and carefully put Xiao Lan's hand back on the bed.

The room became even quieter.

Xuanyuan Yun looked at Xiao Lan, and Xiao Lan also looked at Xuanyuan Yun. The two of them did not say a word as they simply looked at each other calmly.

After an unknown period of time, Xuanyuan Wentian was just about to speak when someone knocked on his door.

"Your Highness, the medicine is ready. It's time for your consort to change the medicine."

It was a female servant, not a fragrant voice. Xiao Lan quickly thought of the girl called Bai Ling.

Xuanyuan Yun glanced in the direction of the door and said in an indifferent tone, "Bring him in."

"Yes."

The door was pushed open, and it was indeed a white silk.

In Bai Ling's hand, she was dragging not only the medicine that she had prepared, but also the ointment that she wanted to change for the wound.

He walked to the side of the bed and respectfully handed something over to Xuanyuan Yun. Glancing at Xiao Lan who had opened her eyes, Bai Ling's expression was somewhat startled, but it only lasted for a moment. When Xuanyuan Yun received the tray, the white silk quickly retreated.

Xiao Lan glanced at Bai Ling's departing figure. "Her appearance is quite compatible with the afterimages."

Xiao Lan only casually said that as Xuanyuan Feng's finger clearly paused for a moment.

"Yes, she is indeed the wife of Shadow."

Eh?

Xiao Lan couldn't help but slightly widen her eyes. She was just casually saying that the two of them really were one and the same.

"How can the two people who are so cold live …"

Hearing that, Xuanyuan Yun's movements became even more stalled, but this time his black eyes were fixated on Xiao Lan.

She still had the mind to care about how others lived. Was she done with her own life?

Sensing Xuanyuan Wentian's gaze, Xiao Lan slowly regained her senses. She turned her head and opened her eyes. Seeing how terrifying Xuanyuan Wentian's gaze was as he gazed at her, she couldn't help but raise her eyebrows.

What's wrong?

Xuanyuan Yun extended a hand to Xiao Lan's mouth. Now that he was awake, there was probably no need for him to personally feed her the medicine.

"Open your mouth and drink the medicine."

Xiao Lan lowered her gaze to the black soup that was already in her mouth and frowned. It must be very bitter and hard to drink, but … Ye Zichen glanced at the man, whose face was completely dark, and guessed that it was impossible not to drink.

"Alright."

Xiao Lan reached out to catch it, but just as he was about to raise his arm, Xuanyuan Wentian gently pushed him back.

"No need to extend your hand, This King will feed you."

Err …

Xiao Lan frowned.

Seeing Xiao Lan hesitate, Xuanyuan Yun urged in a low voice.

"Open your mouth."

The Imperial Physician of the Soup Clan had specially instructed him to take it while it was hot. If it was cold, there would be no effect.

Xiao Lan pursed her lips. "I think it's better if I drink by myself."

As he spoke, he raised his arm.

But this time, before she could lift a finger, Xuanyuan Feng pressed her palm back down, and before she could even react, Xuanyuan Wan had covered her lips with a large gulp of the soup.

Xiao Lan was shocked. Just as her eyes widened and she was about to speak, her lips and teeth were pried open by Xuanyuan Feng, causing the bitter and bitter medicine to directly flow from Xuanyuan Feng's mouth into her mouth. Then, it flowed down her lips and tongue towards her throat, and unknowingly was swallowed into her stomach.

As Xuan Yuan finished his soup and left, Xiao Lan instantly cried out as Xuan Yuan repeated his previous actions.

"I'll drink it myself, no need to feed it like this."

Xuanyuan Yun had already stopped what he was doing as he raised his medicine bowl. He raised his eyebrows and looked towards Xiao Lan.

"Alright."

As she spoke, she placed the medicinal bowl next to Xiao Lan's mouth. This time, Xiao Lan didn't even think about opening her mouth, but she discovered that the bowl was actually empty.

Where's the medicine?

Just as she was in a daze, Xuanyuan Feng's thin lips covered her again, and another mouthful of the bitter medicine was delivered into Xiao Lan's stomach in the same way as before.

Her throat moved slightly, she swallowed all the soup, but Xuanyuan Po's thin lips still stayed by her lips.

It was cold and bitter.

Xiao Lan raised his gaze and Xuanyuan Wentian lowered it. The two of them looked at each other at the same time, their eyes filled with the intent look of the other.

No one moved. Time seemed to stand still.

After a long time, a pair of slightly cold hands wrapped around Xiao Lan's waist. Her belt was pushed apart and her clothes were slowly pulled down.

Xiao Lan instantly regained her senses and fiercely leaned backwards. However, just as she was about to move, she was stopped in her tracks by Xuanyuan Wentian.

"Don't move."

Xiao Lan glared at Xuanyuan Yun, "What are you doing!"

As he gazed at the furious Xiao Lan, Xuanyuan Feng's thin lips left Xiao Lan's lips. He turned around and extended his hand to grab a piece of brocade ribbon with medicinal paste on it.

"What do you think This King will do?"

As he spoke, Xuanyuan Yun apathetically glanced at Xiao Lan.

"This King wants to change the medicine."

Xuanyuan Yun continued to remove the clothes on Xiao Lan's body, all the way until Xiao Lan's wounds were completely revealed.

Xiao Lan was stunned on the spot for a moment. After a long while, she glanced at Xuanyuan Yun, whose face was full of seriousness. She didn't have any other thoughts at all.

The medicinal ointment was slightly cool and similarly stinging. Xiao Lan couldn't help but silently lower his eyes. When he lowered his gaze and saw the few remaining clothes on his body, he couldn't help but think to himself.

At this time, Xuan Yuan could be considered a calm and composed Liu Xianhui …

Just as Xiao Lan was about to fall into a daze, she suddenly heard Xuanyuan Yun ask in an extremely low voice.

"You Lanyi, why did you save me that day?"