Capítulo 1128: Chapter 21: Mo Yuxin Arc 4_3
Jing Tianchen stood not far from her doorstep, his phoenix-like eyes fixed on her house.
Ming Lan broke into a smile, running towards Jing Tianchen, “What are you doing here? I haven’t even thanked you for that day, and you just left. Do you live nearby?”
Jing Tianchen didn’t respond, his gaze still directed at Ming Lan’s ho.
“Oh, I won’t talk much with you. Yuxin has a fever, I need to go buy her so dicine.”
Ming Lan finished speaking and hurriedly ran off towards the pharmacy.
When Ming Lan left, Jing Tianchen again looked toward Ming Lan’s house and began walking in that direction.
Mother Ming had left early today to sell the clothes she made at the market, so only Mo Yuxin was at ho.
Ming Lan, worried about Mo Yuxin, hadn’t closed the door tightly, which allowed Jing Tianchen to easily enter the house.
He glanced around the room, then moved to the left, gently pushing open a door, his eyes settling on Mo Yuxin.
Mo Yuxin had fallen asleep, her cheeks slightly flushed, her delicate features serene and captivating.
Jing Tianchen quietly approached Mo Yuxin’s bedside, standing there and gazing intently at her.
His phoenix-like eyes deepened as he stood at the bedside, staring at Mo Yuxin.
Mo Yuxin sensed soone was standing in front of her, watching her. She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt too heavy to lift.
It felt like a hand was resting on her forehead; she murmured softly, attempting to speak.
Soon after, she felt a towel placed on her forehead. Mo Yuxin opened her eyes to see a blurred figure with a tall, slender fra turning to leave.
“Don’t go.”
The figure seed to hesitate, but then strode away.
Mo Yuxin’s heavy eyelids closed again. After a while, she felt soone enter, administering dicine and water.
After taking the dicine, Mo Yuxin was drenched with sweat and her fever receded. She slowly opened her eyes, still feeling fatigued and uncomfortable.
“Yuxin, you’re finally awake?”
Ming Lan sat by Mo Yuxin’s bedside, putting down the book in her hands, she had stayed by Mo Yuxin’s side, relieved to see her fever break.
“Thank you, Ming Lan.”
Mo Yuxin leaned against the headboard, thanking Ming Lan, who shook her head, “No need to thank .”
Mo Yuxin smiled, her face still a bit pale. Ming Lan turned to leave the room to get her so water.
Mo Yuxin wanted to get up, but the towel on her forehead suddenly fell onto the blanket. She was startled and picked up the towel.
She recalled that during her sleep, soone seed to have placed the towel on her. Who was it?
“Ming Lan, was it you who placed the towel on ?”
Mo Yuxin extended the towel, asking in bewildernt.
Ming Lan handed her the water, shaking her head, “No, when I ca back I saw the towel on your forehead. I thought you put it there yourself.”
Mo Yuxin was taken aback, her heart suddenly racing at the thought of that blurry figure.
She beca sowhat agitated, getting out of bed.
“Yuxin, you’ve just recovered. You should rest for a bit.”
Ming Lan saw Mo Yuxin eagerly putting on her shoes as if she was about to run out, and quickly advised.
“I’m fine now, Ming Lan, I’m going out for a bit.”
Mo Yuxin disregarded her discomfort and ran outside, now able to summon the spiritual energy within her, feeling a bit better.
Mo Yuxin ran quickly, reaching Jing Tianchen’s doorstep, his door tightly shut. Mo Yuxin paid no mind to this, ran up the steps, and forcefully knocked on Jing Tianchen’s door.
“Jing Tianchen, co out.”
She kept knocking on Jing Tianchen’s door, continuously knocking, not caring if her hand hurt.
Just when Mo Yuxin thought that Jing Tianchen might not be ho, the door in front of her opened.
Jing Tianchen’s tall figure appeared at the doorway, his phoenix-like eyes fixed on Mo Yuxin, spotting a trace of weariness on her delicate, exquisite face, a hint of displeasure flickering unnoticed in his eyes.
Mo Yuxin stepped forward, hurriedly asking Jing Tianchen, “Was it you who placed the towel on ? Jing Tianchen, you keep saying you don’t care about , but clearly you do. Why pretend not to care about ?”
Jing Tianchen stepped back, his expression cold, “You’ve misunderstood, it wasn’t . I’ve been at ho the whole ti.”
“Impossible, it was clearly you, it’s you.”
Mo Yuxin stepped forward again, trying to force Jing Tianchen to admit it. She couldn’t understand why he pretended to dislike her when he clearly cared.
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