Chen Yan slowly woke up and opened her eyes blankly. Soon, she found herself in a completely unfamiliar environment, and a sense of vigilance surged in her heart.
She quickly glanced around and saw that it was an elegantly decorated room.
Where is this?
She sat up slowly, her eyes downcast, noticing that her clothes had been changed.
At this moment, she was wearing a purple dress. The soft fabric seemed to caress her skin. The exquisite embroidered golden plum pattern was faintly visible on the skirt, adding a touch of mystery and nobility to the whole dress.
This is not her dress.
Her external injuries were bandaged with dressings.
Chen Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, and she immediately turned over and got out of bed. The moment she stood up, she was still a little weak. She steadied her body and walked towards the door.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw two maids and dozens of guards guarding outside.
As soon as they saw Chen Yan, they immediately raised their hands and bowed.
"Young Master."
Chen Yan looked around, "Where is this place?"
"In reply to the young master, this is the Tianmen headquarters, and it was Master Feng who sent you back."
Hearing this, Chen Yan looked up at the sky and estimated the time. She had been unconscious for about three hours. She asked, "Where is Master Feng?"
"Young Master Feng is healing the old ancestor."
"Ancestor?" Chen Yan frowned in confusion. Does Tianmen have an ancestor?
A maid saw this and quickly explained, "It's your father, young master."
Chen Yan's expression changed slightly. Thinking of her father's injury, her heart tightened. She looked at the maid in front of her and said, "Where is it? Take me there."
"Yes, young master."
In fact, the room where Shen Yan lived was not far from where Shen Tianhao was, and she didn’t walk for long before she arrived outside Shen Tianhao’s room.
Outside Shen Tianhao's room, several elders and guards were stationed. When they saw Chen Yan coming, their eyes were full of inquiry and scrutiny. Is this the ancestor's daughter?
Too young.
But, the ancestor is still very young now.
Several elders also knew about Chen Yan's battle record, and considering her identity, they did not dare to be disrespectful and all raised their hands and bowed to Chen Yan.
"Meet the young master."
Chen Yan nodded at them and was about to knock on the door.
"Don't..." The expressions of several elders who saw this scene changed slightly. When they wanted to stop her from disturbing Master Feng from healing the ancestor, the door was suddenly opened.
What caught everyone's eyes was a handsome face as perfect as a god. His eyebrows were smiling. His eyes swept over her clothes, "It fits very well."
Chen Yan understood what he meant, but the others were confused.
"How is my daddy?"
"You come in first." Feng Xingyao put away his smile and added a bit of seriousness.
Before anyone could react, Chen Yan went in and the door closed.
As soon as she entered, Shen Yan went to check on Shen Tianhao's condition.
She saw that Shen Tianhao's face had turned red and his breath was gradually stabilizing. When she probed her spiritual power into Shen Tianhao's body, wanting to know the situation of his physical and mental bones, she was blocked by a layer of power.
Feng Xingyao said at the right moment: "His spirit bones are still being repaired."
Hearing this, Chen Yan looked up at him and asked, "What method did you use?"
"What do you think?" Feng Xingyao asked back.
She stood up, her eyes complicated: "Is it your blood?"
Feng Xingyao didn't answer directly, but raised his eyebrows and asked, "Then will you feel sorry for me?"
"Feng Xingyao, I..."
"Do you feel like you owe me?"
"Yes." Chen Yan answered without hesitation, she looked up at Feng Xingyao.
He smiled lightly: "Then you can pay it back slowly."
Chen Yan didn't know what was going on in her heart. If she owed him a favor, she could have found another opportunity to repay it, but he had donated his blood...
She felt a little uncomfortable in her heart.
Perhaps, he felt that he should not be treated like this.
Thinking of this, Chen Yan suddenly remembered what he said to him last night: "When I first saw you injured, I was just a little surprised. After all, you were insignificant to me at that time. Now that I see you injured, I feel uncomfortable."
She thought about it.
She had drunk his blood before, and she didn't feel bad at that time.
Suddenly, he held her cheeks with his hands, and she was not paying attention when she bumped into his deep eyes, which were like a mysterious whirlpool that made her sink unconsciously.
An enlarged handsome face with picturesque features, his skin was more delicate and smoother than mutton-fat jade, his lips were as red as blood, and he slowly approached.
Their breathing intertwined.
There was only an inch between their lips, and he spoke slowly, as if asking a question he knew the answer to.
"Chen Yan, why are you unhappy?"
Chen Yan's heart beat faster, her eyelashes trembled slightly, she avoided his burning gaze, and calmed herself down a little. She shouldn't be swayed by these emotions. She reached out and pushed his chest, asking him to let go of her, and then said in a cold voice: "I'm not unhappy, thank you."
"How can a simple thank you be enough?" Feng Xingyao smiled and sighed.
Chen Yan stared at him, "So what do you want?"
"Don't call me Feng Xingyao from now on. Change your name and call me Yao."
Chen Yan frowned when he heard this.
It seems that he doesn't like this name.
But she still agreed: "Okay."
"Then call me first." Feng Xingyao's lips curled up slightly, with a smile as light as mist.
Chen Yan looked at his lazy and seductive appearance, and suddenly felt an unspeakable sense of shame in her heart. She reached out and pushed Feng Xingyao away, saying unnaturally, "Don't yell again later."
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