Chapter 674: Chapter 674: The Long-Haired Beauty is a Lunatic
Fu Shiyan bent his lips in a smile, his gaze shifting slightly.
The next second, he lay down beside Jiangli.
Jiangli was exceptionally tired now, as if she hadn’t rested for hundreds of years.
Through their clasped hands, she was absorbing Fu Shiyan’s qi without needing to worry about it.
Jiangli then closed her eyes wearily, “Mr. Fu, I’m going to sleep for a while…”
Fu Shiyan humd in response, stretched out his left arm to pull the blanket over her, covering it on Jiangli as if afraid she would catch a cold.
Jiangli moved slightly, but soon, she fell soundly asleep.
She really was exhausted…
It was as if the fatigue of several hundred years had suddenly swept over her, and now she just wanted to sleep well and repair her Spiritual Bone.
Fu Shiyan watched her profile, his eyes growing deeper and deeper, gripping Jiangli’s hand tightly.
Unseen, the two of them drew even closer to each other.
After Qing Yue finished preparing the dicine, he pushed the door and ca in, only to see Fu Shiyan and Jiangli both lying on the edge of the bed.
His movent paused, and he chuckled as he approached.
Fu Shiyan, who had been closing his eyes, appeared to be asleep.
As soon as Qing Yue ca closer, his eyes opened.
Qing Yue’s eyebrows raised, holding out the dicine, “This is the dicine I just brewed, make her drink it, and the wound will heal quickly.”
He originally wanted to ntion Jiangli’s internal injuries, but seeing Fu Shiyan here, he knew there was no need for him to worry.
He thus chuckled lightly, “Third Brother, I’ll leave it to you.”
Hearing this, Fu Shiyan sat up but still didn’t let go of Jiangli’s hand. He took the dicine with his other hand and said, “Thank you.”
“That’s really rare.”
Qing Yue teased, “Third Brother actually rembers to say thanks.”
Fu Shiyan looked at him expressionlessly.
Qing Yue laughed softly, waving his hand, “Alright, I won’t disturb you lovebirds any longer, I’ll leave first.”
As he finished speaking, he turned and left, his waist swaying as he walked, with lotuses blooming at his every step.
Fu Shiyan, however, lowered his eyelids to look at the dicine in his hand, utterly oblivious to his charm.
Only when the sound of the door closing echoed did Fu Shiyan turn with the dicine towards the inside of the bed where Jiangli was.
Fu Shiyan drew a bit closer and whispered, “Lili, wake up and take your dicine.”
Jiangli frowned slightly, seemingly a little unhappy.
Fu Shiyan asked again, “Do you need my help?”
Jiangli, in a daze, heard Fu Shiyan’s voice but couldn’t really react, just murmuring reflexively.
Fu Shiyan seed to hear an affirmative sound and glanced at the dicine in his hand.
The next second, he took a large sip from the bowl himself.
Then, he bent down close to her, pressing his lips against Jiangli’s.
…
As Qing Yue erged from the room, Duan Jianchuan was seen traversing from the other end of the cloister.
Qing Yue clicked his tongue and approached, “Never imagined that soone could move Third Brother’s heart, and it’s a young girl no less.”
Duan Jianchuan spoke indifferently, “How is the Abbot doing?”
Qing Yue sarcastically said, “She’s doing well, Third Brother selflessly contributed his qi to her. Back in the day, I wanted just one-tenth of Third Brother’s qi, but he refused. Now he’s being generous; it really is maddening how people differ.”
Duan Jianchuan frowned, “Qing Yue, that’s enough, dredging up ancient history.”
Qing Yue snorted, “Why can’t I ntion it? How is that young girl better than ?”
Duan Jianchuan: “…”
He didn’t want to entertain this madman.
Duan Jianchuan turned to leave.
After all, he had learned that the Abbot was recovering; there was nothing more to inquire about.
Seeing him about to leave, Qing Yue actually followed him.
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