Finally, Qingyue spoke first. She thought that this person was seriously injured and had a high fever. How did he move to the cave entrance?
"Well, I didn't see you when I woke up, so I was worried something might have happened to you."
Feng Ling lowered his voice and spoke.
"I'm going out to find something to eat. I guess you should wake up and eat."
Qing Yuedao.
After he finished speaking, he raised the fish in his hand and said, "You've been awake for a long time, haven't you? I walked away and found a cold pond over there. I thought you must be weak after waking up, so I caught two fish and brought them back to make soup for you."
Qing Yue's eyes were bright and her words were sincere, but Feng Ling felt a surge in her chest, a feeling of being moved that could not be expressed in words.
In his life, he was a child of destiny. He could get whatever he wanted, and people who were willing to fight for him flocked to him, but he had never been so moved. He was only in trouble. Qing Yue made his heart no longer able to accommodate anyone else.
"The ground is cold. I'll carry you to the hay."
Qing Yue realized that Feng Ling was still sitting on the ground, so she hurriedly threw the things in her hands to the ground, squatted down and wanted to carry Feng Ling on her back, but she saw him supporting himself with his hands, flying up in one go, and moving directly to the hay.
This exertion of force caused him to choke and cough, and the wound burst open.
"Crazy! Feng Ling, you are really crazy. What are you trying to do? I have seen everything about you. It's not like I haven't carried you before. You have to..."
Qing Yue didn't expect Feng Ling to be like this suddenly, and she didn't react for a while until he landed steadily on the hay, but choked and coughed. She was so angry that she rushed forward and saw that the wound on his chest had burst open and blood was flowing out of his palm. She couldn't tell what she felt in her heart at this moment. She was so angry that she scolded him immediately.
He took the herbs and began to chew them. "This is cranesbill. It can stop bleeding and reduce inflammation. It can save lives. I used it to stop your bleeding last night. You..."
Before he could finish his words, Feng Ling suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged Qing Yue tightly in his arms.
He used great strength, as if he wanted to melt her into his bones.
His heavy breathing sprayed beside Qingyue's neck.
She froze for a moment, and after a long while she said, "Feng Ling, what's wrong with you?"
Yeah, what happened to him?
He just had no way to express the emotions in his heart.
He didn't know how to tell her about his burning and wildly beating heart.
"fine."
Feng Ling shook his head, his voice a little low. He said two words and then let go of Qing Yue.
Qing Yue sighed lightly. She knew that people would be vulnerable when they were sick, and at this moment she was his only companion and support. Perhaps Feng Ling was moved by this.
"Don't worry, we'll be fine. I'm a doctor, and my medical skills are amazing. I'll never let anything get to you. We just have to wait for your people to come over."
Qingyue spoke to comfort her.
She tried her best to make her tone sound relaxed.
While speaking, he applied medicine to Feng Ling's wound.
"Feng Ling, it's a good thing I fell off the cliff with you, otherwise you would have suffered so much if you had fallen alone. But it's different with me. I'm very powerful and have a lot of experience in surviving in the wild. No matter how many days it takes your people to find us, we'll be fine. The cold pond I found is a little far from this cave, but it only takes half an hour to go there and back. I go fishing every day to make soup for you. It's very nourishing and will also be good for your wound recovery. You will be well soon."
Qing Yue didn't stop what she was doing while she was speaking. She ran over and brought in some dry firewood.
Feng Ling watched quietly, not daring to say anything. He was afraid that if he opened his mouth, he would reveal the love in his heart.
The firewood they found was still a little wet, after all, it had rained all night, but fortunately it had dried up a little, and with the dry firewood as kindling, it ignited quickly with some effort. As the firewood burned, the cave suddenly lit up, and the hazy yellow flames hit Qingyue's face, reflecting a layer of faint tenderness.
Feng Ling looked at it with a dazed look in her eyes.
"Qin Wan, last night..."
Qingyue put the cleaned fish into a clay pot, added some medicinal herbs, and roasted it on the fire. Soon the fragrance filled the entire cave.
Qingyue had previously washed a tile with a crack in it, which was just right for holding the fish soup. She used a piece of clothing as a cushion to pour the soup into a bowl and carefully brought it to Fengling, "Fengling, here you go."
During this period, Feng Ling remained silent, watching Qing Yue's actions until the fish soup was served in front of him.
He raised his hand to take it and took a sip. The fish soup was very fragrant. There was no other seasoning added, and it had a natural fish flavor.
"Qin Wan, last night..."
He pondered for a while, and finally spoke cautiously.
As soon as he opened his mouth, Qing Yue interrupted him urgently, "You had a high fever last night and slept very soundly. Fortunately, the fever has subsided."
Qing Yue's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes did not fall on Feng Ling's face.
But Feng Ling was such a smart person that he understood from Qin Wan's words that she didn't want to mention what happened last night.
He pursed his lips, lowered his head and took a sip of the fish soup without saying anything else.
"Is it delicious?"
After a long while, Qing Yue asked softly.
Her heart was pounding, and she didn't know what Feng Ling wanted to say. Perhaps it was because of the kiss that made her feel inexplicably uneasy, so she interrupted him in a hurry.
Qing Yue looked up carefully at Feng Ling's face, but his emotions were hidden so deeply that it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
He probably doesn't remember it, otherwise he wouldn't be so calm.
Well, it was just a misunderstanding.
Thinking of this, Qing Yue breathed a sigh of relief and felt much more at ease.
"Mm, it's delicious."
Feng Ling nodded.
He had been accustomed to delicacies from land and sea since he was a child, but at this moment he felt that this bowl of fish soup was the most delicious thing he had ever eaten.
"As long as it tastes good, there's more. After you finish, there's more. These two fish can make three bowls of soup. When your wound is a little better, I'll make grilled fish for you. I also set up traps outside, hoping to catch rabbits and pheasants. I'll grill them for you then."
Qing Yue said with a smile.
"Let me tell you, I have experience in surviving in the wild. When I went out with my master before, I was the one who served him meals. My cooking skills are truly amazing. You are in for a treat."
Perhaps it was because she was recalling her past life and thinking of those happy days, Qing Yue's eyes sparkled as if they were glowing, and Feng Ling couldn't help but curl her lips and smile in her eyes.
It was a rare moment of calm, and he also saw a rare happiness in her eyes.
Those days were filled with hatred, and he rarely saw her smiling so relaxedly.
"Well, this king is in for a treat."
Feng Ling said hoarsely.
Qing Yue smiled, picked up a wild apple beside her and crunched it, her brows furrowed in sourness.
Feng Ling saw it and pursed her lips and said, "Qin Wan, have some fish soup."
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