Chapter 43 Chapter 43 Self-righteous liking, seemingly true but false...
From time to time, someone was walking around in the yard, making subtle noises.
Ying Zhang did not stand guard outside the door like before, but instead stood a little further away from a certain house, watching from afar the figure reflected by the flickering candlelight in the house.
Mu Xi noticed this detail before he walked into the house, and guessed that Feng Han had told him about it in advance.
It seems like he is trying to cover up his mistake.
At this moment, Mu Xi really felt... a little nervous.
On the bright side, at least there are only four people in this villa who know what will happen tonight, including the two parties involved.
Mu Xi told herself to put aside her shame, she was saving a life, that person was Feng Han, the child of the original owner's mother and father's friend.
Putting aside their encounter, Fenghan was actually quite nice to her overall, and there were many legitimate reasons why she wanted to save him.
Mu Xi walked towards Feng Han, who was sitting on the edge of the bed with a nervous look on his face. Feng Han noticed her approaching and raised his head slightly.
After taking a shower, Fenghan's whole body was covered in warm, damp air, and filled with the fragrance that they were very familiar with.
With every step Mu Xi took closer, his scent entered her nose.
She didn't know why, but she felt a little dizzy when she thought that the fragrance on her body was exactly the same as the other person's.
This inexplicable realization made her suddenly feel as if her face was getting a little hot.
How to start?
Mu Xi sat down next to Feng Han, saying nothing and thinking carefully.
Feng Han turned slightly to look at her, "Madam..."
Mu Xi's heartbeat suddenly started to quicken uncontrollably. She thought that at this moment he should actually say nothing, preferably not a single word.
Feng Han picked up the medicine placed on the stool beside the bed and drank it all in one gulp.
Mu Xi didn't ask what it was, so Feng Han took the initiative to explain it to her.
As if to reassure her, he waited specially and drank the anti-infant soup in front of her.
Feng Han smiled, "Don't worry, my lady. Bai Yi said this bowl is different from those outside and it won't do any harm to my body."
Mu Xi pursed her lips, as if trying to make conversation, "That's good."
"Are you nervous? I'm so nervous." Feng Han's voice sounded much stickier than usual. He simply turned half his body to look at Mu Xi, "My heart is beating so fast and my face is so hot."
Communicate beforehand?
Mu Xi frowned and glanced at him, "...a little bit."
Feng Han suddenly smiled brightly and gently. He raised his hand and gently twisted the belt around Mu Xi's waist with his fingertips.
Mu Xi raised her eyebrows, and suddenly thought that it was right to decide in advance to give him the responsibility of guidance.
"My wife..."
Mu Xi's eyelids twitched suddenly. She felt that this kind of thing couldn't be initiated by only one party, so... the two of them fell down together.
Ah, I forgot to turn off the lights...
Mu Xi closed her eyes, thinking that bad things should be done quietly in the dark, without any light.
"My lady, open your eyes and look at me..."
The second before their lips touched, Mu Xi turned her face away and Feng Han's kiss landed on the corner of her mouth.
Her heart was pounding as she tried to regain some sanity.
"Ahem...let's skip the unnecessary kiss..."
Mu Xi felt the warm body against her stiffen, but it didn't last long before it became soft again.
"good……"
With the little light in the room, Mu Xi suddenly saw a red mole on the other person's waist.
She couldn't help but touch it with her fingertips, and a low, muffled laugh was heard. Her fingers were grabbed by someone without any reason.
"It's a little itchy."
"A birthmark? The color is very unique."
Feng Han was silent for a moment, then said, "My lady, that is toad blood."
"Palace Gecko..." Mu Xi's expression, eyes, and tone were all filled with surprise. "Is this your first time too?"
This sentence brought Feng Han even longer silence. When his voice came back, it was several degrees colder.
"Of course, you think I—"
He seemed to be suppressing his anger, resentment, and a little aggrieved.
"Who do you take me for?"
"I'm sorry, I thought..."
Mu Xi suddenly thought of a saying: when the other person you share an intimate relationship with is angry, just kiss him or her.
She plans to give it a try.
No longer trying to explain or save face, Mu Xi put her arms around his neck.
After the kiss, both of their faces blushed to the same degree.
The effect is very significant, Fenghan is no longer so angry.
"Didn't you say to skip it?"
“…”
Mu Xi didn't know how to make up for it, so he paused and tried the same trick again.
Still valid.
…
Although Mu Xi was almost accustomed to sharing a room with Feng Han, they had always slept separately before.
The screen in the middle is like a boundary that must not be crossed.
...Mu Xi was not used to opening her eyes and seeing another person lying next to her, with his arm around her waist.
The two of them were a little too close for the patient and the antidote.
Mu Xi moved slightly, and Feng Han opened his eyes.
"My wife..."
Having heard it too many times that night, Mu Xi had begun to feel that the name had become a bit harsh, but she was too embarrassed to correct it and she suspected that it was her own problem.
"How are you feeling? Are you feeling unwell?"
Both of their voices were hoarse, and Mu Xi recalled some scenes from last night.
Feng Han leaned in her arms, and she held the cup to feed him water...
She closed her eyes and forced the images out of her mind.
"...It's about to fall apart." Feng Han didn't know what he was thinking about, and chuckled twice, "Apart from this, everything else is fine."
Mu Xi bit her lip and said, "I'll ask Ying Zhang to call Doctor Bai over..."
She turned over and saw the mess. She rubbed her forehead and said, "I have to clean it up first."
Fenghan also got up and said he would clean up.
How can one person clean up the mess that two people made?
Mu Xi opened the window and felt that it was about time, so she asked Ying Zhang to go find Bai Yi.
The original plan was that they would let Bai Yi take the pulse after completing it once, but when it was actually carried out, many unexpected situations would occur.
Mu Xi felt that both of them were responsible.
Being young and full of energy, it is difficult to think with just the brain.
Mu Xi still thought that she was a very patient and self-controlled person.
Unfortunately she is not.
Mu Xi still thought she was not lustful.
Thinking of this, she unconsciously thought of the feel of Fenghan's waist and abdomen. She was usually dressed tightly and nothing could be seen.
…Mu Xi pinched her fingers.
After Bai Yi came over, the four of them were in the same room and they all found that the atmosphere was completely different from before, but no one was too embarrassed to point it out.
This time, the pulse taking took longer than any previous time. The other three kept staring at Bai Yi's face, trying to see something from it that she didn't say out loud.
"strangeness……"
Mu Xi: “…”
After waiting for a long time, I finally heard these two words.
Feng Han asked, "Why is it strange?"
Bai Yi asked him to switch hands, and Feng Han did so. This marked another long period of observation.
After Bai Yi finally finished taking her pulse, Mu Xi couldn't help but ask her, "What's going on?"
Bai Yi looked at Mu Xi, then at Feng Han, and said, "The pulse is unstable. When you can still feel the existence of the impermanence calamity, the pulse will suddenly change and seem to no longer exist."
"What's the meaning?"
Mu Xi asked, and Feng Han's expression was exactly the same as hers, "Does it exist or not?"
"Yes." Bai Yi said seriously, "But this method is definitely effective. Perhaps it's because of the frequency."
She said, "The impact of the impermanence calamity on you, young master, can sometimes be considered to be almost non-existent. This is when it does not exist."
Mu Xi understood. It was like a treatment course. Only 50 to 60 percent of the treatment had been completed, and there was still 40 to 50 percent that needed to be conquered.
She thought she was a miracle cure that could cure all future problems with just one use.
"This morning, when I was practicing Qigong, I really didn't feel anything. My blood circulation felt smooth."
"As it should be, but we must not let our guard down. Young Master, you still need to be careful not to be arrogant or impatient, and remember not to be overly happy or sad."
It can be seen that although the disease cannot be cured at once, Bai Yi and Ying Zhang are both very happy and think this is good news.
The worst-case scenario is that there is no effect at all, and then they have no idea which direction to work towards next.
If after trying again and again they find that they can only win Mu Xi's heart, Feng Han is determined not to do so, and no one can make the decision for him.
This is pretty good now, at least it works, and it seems to be quite effective at the moment.
Mu Xi was a little depressed at first, but she was very good at comforting herself.
On second thought, everyone can find it troublesome, but she shouldn't think so.
The same thing, if Feng Han feels it is troublesome now and wants to gouge out her heart directly, she has no way to deal with it. She is like a fish on the chopping board, and can only be slaughtered at will.
They are now going through so much trouble, with so many steps, and they need to explore step by step and then follow the treatment course, all in order to save Fenghan's life while ensuring that she is alive.
Mu Xi looked at Feng Han who was silent, and found that he had his head lowered, not knowing what he was thinking.
It looks... a little depressed.
Mu Xi patted his shoulder gently to comfort him.
When Feng Han looked at her, she looked him in the eye and whispered, "It's a good thing it works, at least..."
At least it wasn't all in vain.
Before blurting out this sentence, Mu Xi suddenly realized that if he said it out loud, it might seem like the meaning would change, and it might be an invisible car again, so he braked suddenly and shut up.
Feng Han looked at her and chuckled.
At the end of July, the night wind was already very cold.
On such a cool night, Bitian Villa welcomed an old friend.
Mingyu is back.
The happiest person was of course Ying Zhang.
Mu Xi was also very happy. She once thought that Feng Han had lied to her and that Ming Yu might have passed away. She would never have the chance to see him again before she left.
Unexpectedly, he was still alive and well.
"My wife..."
Mingyu walked cautiously in front of Mu Xi and knelt down straight.
"I'm sorry..."
"Don't say sorry."
Mu Xi didn't like facing this kind of scene, so she helped Ming Yu up before he could speak.
"It's my fault. My lady can scold me and punish me however she wants."
Mingyu's eyes were sincere, and Mu Xi believed that he was not lying, but she did not have such a hobby.
"It's in the past. I won't dwell on the past," she said.
Mingyu smiled.
Then he walked past Mu Xi and went to talk to Feng Han.
Fenghan has looked much better in recent days.
After the first night, they tried again seven days later.
Unfortunately, Bai Yi gave the same answer as the first time.
But she said there are signs of improvement and things are moving in the right direction.
After Mu Xi was sure that she couldn't leave overnight, she calmed down.
If it doesn't work once, try twice. If it doesn't work twice, try three times. There will always be a chance of success. Of course, she hopes for success, otherwise...
Mu Xi glanced at Ming Yu, who had her back to her.
She had every reason to believe that if the final result was not good for her, the person who was now kneeling in front of her to apologize and admit his mistakes would still draw his knife against her.
After Mingyu finished talking to Fenghan, she came to Muxi again and apologized again.
Mu Xi gave up trying to persuade him and said she accepted his apology.
She thought that if she kept refusing, the other party would probably keep apologizing, just like a plot that had to be played through to the end before there would be no more message reminders.
After accepting his apology, Mingyu visibly relaxed a lot.
Mu Xi asked why he came back suddenly.
Mingyu smiled and said, "My husband said that my wife asked about my whereabouts. I don't believe he listened to my wife and let me go. He asked me to come back and explain it to her in person."
Mu Xi glanced at Feng Han who was looking at her with a smile, and curled her lips.
She only asked once.
"Also..." Mingyu smiled and said, "Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, and my husband asked me to come back and teach him how to make mooncakes." He looked quite proud. "No one can make it as well as I do."
This reason was quite fresh, and Mu Xi looked at Feng Han again.
"This is my first time celebrating the festival with my wife, so I'm thinking a lot."
really.
Mu Xi asked him, "Uncle Miao can't do it?"
Mingyu said, "What I do is the best."
That night, Mu Xi tasted the finished product and it was indeed delicious, completely different from the taste she remembered buying at the supermarket.
Feng Han seemed to regard letting Mu Xi eat the mooncakes he made on the Mid-Autumn Festival as a certain task. With the determination to achieve it perfectly, he studied very hard, but only let Mu Xi taste half of the mooncake made by Ming Yu, took the other half, and directly gave the rest to other people.
Strange desire to win, strange stage goals.
Mu Xi let him go, and when Feng Han asked her if she wanted to study together, she refused without hesitation.
She has no interest in cooking, not at all.
While they were exchanging experiences in the kitchen, Mu Xi went back to her room to rest.
Zong He had never met Ming Yu before. After listening to Ying Zhang's brief introduction and tasting the mooncakes he made, he boldly said that he also wanted to learn how to make them and asked Ming Yu if he could.
Of course Mingyu would not refuse.
But Ying Zhang hesitated. He gave Mingyu a look, asking him to see his master's expression.
Mingyu realized it later, but didn't quite understand it.
If this boy was as handsome as an angel, it might affect the relationship between the master and the lady, but in fact, he... has no chance of gaining anyone's favor, let alone the lady.
…Anyway, he had already agreed.
Mingyu looked at Fenghan, a little worried that he had gotten into trouble just after returning.
Feng Han's expression was still calm, and he was focused on the dough in his hands. He felt that several pairs of eyes were looking at him.
The corners of his lips curled up in contempt. He glanced at the somewhat uneasy Zong He and asked him softly, "Who do you want to do this for?"
Zong He always feels inferior when looking at a handsome man like Feng Han, every time.
He replied softly, "I wanted my mother to try it. She wasn't always home before, and I don't know how to make such delicate snacks."
Feng Han blinked and continued what he was doing. "That's really a filial act. Mingyu, you must teach him well."
"That's natural."
Mingyu finished speaking in a low voice, thinking that he had been away for a while and it seemed that he would have to get used to a lot of things again after returning.
Feng Han lay beside Mu Xi and asked her how she had celebrated the Mid-Autumn Festival every year in the past.
They had been sleeping in each other's arms all this time, becoming familiar with each other's presence.
It wasn't like this at the beginning.
After that night, they continued to sleep in separate beds as before until the second time.
This was Bai Yi's suggestion. After taking the patient's pulse again and again, she discovered a possibility -
It seems that as long as he is by Mu Xi's side, there is some connection between the Impermanence Tribulation in Feng Han's body and the Heart Refining Worm in Mu Xi's body.
Especially after breaking through the last step, as long as Mu Xi is by Feng Han's side, the impermanence calamity seems to be non-existent, but as long as Mu Xi is not there, the side effects brought by the impermanence calamity will quietly emerge.
This is consistent with Bai Yi's initial inference. Wuchangjie is very afraid of the Lianxin Bug, which is its natural enemy.
They conducted repeated experiments and confirmed this conclusion.
Bai Yi suggested that they spend more time together, which might have a good effect.
…If good results are not guaranteed, it won’t do any harm anyway.
This proposal was very pleasing to Fenghan.
Mu Xi also believed it.
But... Wuchangjie is really hard to kill.
Mu Xi really didn't know how long it would take for her to be able to live a peaceful and stable life again.
She was a little tired of playing the role of Fenghan's wife in this huge villa.
In particular, she was worried that she did not have enough self-control. What would happen if she was ruined step by step and day by day?
After all, it is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality.
Mu Xi used to be very confident in herself, but since that night, she found that her willpower was not very strong either.
She was sure that she was not as determined as she thought. She thought she was determined, simple-minded, content with mediocrity, and happy in the role of an ordinary person.
If being pure in heart and having few desires is a misconception, then what about others?
This made Mu Xi a little scared. Occasionally.
Fenghan seemed to notice this and tried various ways to please her.
Mu Xi was lost in thought, seemingly not hearing anything. Feng Han was in a good mood and repeated his question again.
"How did my wife spend the Mid-Autumn Festival every year in the past?"
"Well... when my adoptive mother was still around, I had no idea when Mid-Autumn Festival was. Even the Chinese New Year was a guess based on the season and the neighbors' movements. For the next five years, sometimes I just treated it like a normal day, and sometimes students would bring food to my house and spend the day with me. But at night, they would quickly go home. You know, the roads in Luan County are difficult to travel, especially at night."
Feng Han took her hand and whispered, "I will spend this year with my wife. Let's go shopping in a couple of days and decorate the villa."
Mu Xi blinked and tilted her head to look at him. "I can hardly remember what this place looked like when I first came here. Even if you are really rich, you still have to spend frugally."
Feng Han laughed, "My wife is right, but you are always distant from me and unwilling to spend my money, so I can only buy these things myself... I think you will like them too."
Mu Xi: "That's just specious talk."
To be honest, if Mu Xi firmly believed at the beginning that Feng Han said that he liked her and loved her and so on, it was because he wanted to survive, wanted to seduce her, and wanted her to willingly save him, after spending this period of time together in various forms, Mu Xi had to admit that the other party seemed to be serious.
Sometimes she couldn't help but wonder if Fenghan's feelings for her could be considered a form of drug addiction?
Self-righteous liking, seemingly true liking.
Mu Xi didn't intend to respond to the other person's feelings.
She believed that once all the toxins in Fenghan's body were cleared, this relationship would naturally no longer require a specific belonging.
By then, her response will become a burden to Fenghan.
At this moment, the best response is to not respond and maintain her as she was before.
It was the seventh day of August and the weather was very good.
Feng Han invited Mu Xi to go out shopping for holiday supplies and things he thought they should buy.
The personnel configuration for this trip was the same as when they arrived in Yucheng. Mu Xi had an illusion of time and space interweaving.
She felt like she had been in Yucheng for a very long time, but in fact, winter had not yet come.
Feng Han said he wanted to make some winter clothes for Mu Xi, and took her to measure her size and choose the material. Ming Yu and Ying Zhang did not follow her into the store, but waited outside.
"Shopkeeper, here are my measurements..."
"Measure again for a more accurate result."
Feng Han guessed Mu Xi's preferences and picked out the material. He asked a few more questions about cutting. Mu Xi then realized that this time was different from before. Feng Han seemed to be planning to go back and make it for her himself.
"That's not necessary...let the shopkeeper arrange it."
They had been here several times, and the shopkeeper was already familiar with this young couple who were a perfect match in every way.
She smiled and said, "You two are truly in love. The husband wants to make clothes for the wife, but the wife doesn't want the husband to work hard."
Mu Xi swallowed and said in her heart that it was not true, but she couldn't explain it out loud.
Feng Han insisted on doing it himself and said he wanted to give it a try. He smiled at Mu Xi and said, "If I don't do well, I'll trouble the shopkeeper to make other arrangements."
"Don't worry, my dear. I can arrange everything before the New Year."
Feng Han smiled and said, "Of course there's no need to wait until then."
He wanted Mu Xi to wear the clothes he made for her before winter came. Just thinking about that scene made him excited.
Seeing that she couldn't stop him, Mu Xi simply let him go.
Drug dependence is understandable.
She turned around and looked at other materials aimlessly, and was bumped into by someone unexpectedly.
The collision wasn't severe, but as the other party apologized softly, a folded note was stuffed into Mu Xi's hand.
Mu Xi subconsciously looked at the person who bumped into her. It was a child.
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