Chapter 50 Bite!
Shen Yuepo pursed her lips, avoiding Feng Jin's gaze that seemed to see right through people, and lowered her voice, with unprecedented seriousness: "Thank you."
Feng Jin simply looked at her quietly, without responding to her thanks.
The atmosphere was somewhat tense.
Remembering something more important, Shen Yuepo immediately pressed, "Where's the Fengdu Seal? Did you get it?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Jin's eyes narrowed slightly.
"In the distance of Yuhu Lake, there is the Shen family villa."
"A false emperor can't obtain the real Fengdu Seal." His tone was laced with sarcasm when he mentioned the imposter.
“He placed a taboo on the seal to prevent others from touching it. I forcibly broke it.”
He was concise, but Shen Yuepo could imagine that it was by no means an easy task.
Forcibly breaking a taboo that can seal the Fengdu Seal would probably take just as much damage to him as healing her wounds.
No wonder he looked so pale.
No wonder, when they first met, he said that his father and mother had the aura of what he was looking for.
Shen Yuepo wanted to ask for more details, such as what the name of the person who impersonated him was.
She was determined to collect yesterday's debt herself.
But before he could speak, Feng Jin's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.
Those dark golden eyes suddenly lifted up and swept over Shen Yuepo without any hesitation.
Then, he parted his thin lips slightly, and the words he uttered were still cold, but with an added hint of obvious disdain:
"Shen Yuepo, are you sure... you want to continue discussing these things with me looking like this?"
Shen Yuepo: "!"
She froze, then abruptly looked down at herself—
The dried, blackened bloodstains congealed into hard lumps on the light pink ramie long shirt, emitting a faint bloody smell.
Her hair was disheveled and stuck to her cheeks and neck, and her face seemed to be stained with blood; she looked utterly wretched.
An unprecedented sense of embarrassment overwhelmed her in an instant.
"I...I'll go clean it up."
Shen Yuepo jumped off the bed almost as if fleeing, ignoring the pain in her back.
He rushed into the bathroom that was attached to the room as fast as he could and slammed the door shut behind him.
In a flash, the bathroom door opened again.
With a tense expression, Shen Yuepo strode quickly toward the dressing room. When she came out, she was carrying a clean set of clothes to change into, deliberately avoiding Feng Jin's gaze the whole time.
As she passed the bed, she suddenly stopped. She took off the white jade bracelet from her wrist and placed it beside Feng Jin.
After doing all this, she returned to the bathroom and closed the door.
The sound of flowing water filled the air. This time, she stayed inside for a long time.
When the sound of water stopped and the bathroom door opened again, Shen Yuepo came out, having changed into a clean, plain-colored cotton and linen loungewear.
Her long, wet hair was casually draped over her shoulders, with water droplets still dripping from the ends.
The hot water washed away the blood and dirt, and also diluted her disheveled appearance, revealing her excessively pale face.
But his eyes had lost their former clarity and calm. The faint scar on his cheek had faded to almost invisible.
She looked at the large bed.
Feng Jin still lay there, his long, dark hair spread out over the clean sheets.
The spot where she lay last night, where the shocking bloodstains had dried and darkened, had become a glaring stain.
Feng Jin closed his eyes, his handsome yet eerily pale face almost transparent, even his lips were a bit pale, and his whole being exuded a kind of exhaustion.
Shen Yuepo pursed her lips and sat down by the bed.
After a moment's hesitation, she slowly raised her left arm.
Her skin, still faintly pink from her recent shower, revealed clearly visible pale blue veins on the inside of her wrist.
"Take a bite."
Her voice was soft, yet exceptionally clear: "Drink my blood, and you'll recover faster."
Since he saved her and used his own life force to heal her, this is the only way she can repay him now.
She dislikes owing others anything.
Feng Jin's long eyelashes trembled, and his dark golden eyes slowly opened.
He didn't look at the wrist so close to his face; instead, his gaze lingered for a moment on her pale face.
However, Feng Jin did not accept this "reward" as Shen Yuepo had expected.
"No need."
Feng Jin's voice was hoarse and cold as he gently pushed her wrist away with his slender fingers.
"If you hadn't taken it upon yourself to bleed that day, you would have lost thirty percent of your power for no reason..."
Feng Jin's gaze swept over her left shoulder, which was wrapped in gauze and was faintly bleeding.
"Even last night, we wouldn't have been forced into such a predicament by a mere ten vengeful ghosts."
Shen Yuepo's body stiffened slightly, and the arm he had pushed back fell to his side.
She really didn't expect that she would lose 30% of her strength when she bled that day.
He lost so much blood that his power was greatly diminished.
If she were at her peak, those fierce ghosts last night, though malevolent, wouldn't have put her in such a desperate situation.
Shen Yuepo took a deep breath and spoke again, with an almost stubborn insistence:
"I've never liked owing people anything."
Her gaze was fixed on Feng Jin's unfathomable dark golden eyes. "If you drink my blood today, then the debt of gratitude we owe each other yesterday will be settled."
Feng Jin's eyes narrowed almost imperceptibly, and the dark golden flames flickered slightly.
He looked at the stubborn person in front of him, who was almost obstinate.
Despite being so weak that she seemed like she could be blown away by a gust of wind, she insisted on straightening her back, using this almost self-destructive method to draw a line between herself and others.
A moment of silence.
Feng Jin suddenly twitched the corner of his mouth, with a hint of something that was hard to tell whether it was mockery or something else.
He didn't look at her wrist again, but instead closed his eyes again, his voice heavy with weariness:
"It's too noisy. I need some peace and quiet."
After saying that, he turned over, his back to Shen Yuepo, his long, dark hair falling down and completely obscuring his profile.
That posture clearly indicated a refusal to discuss the matter further.
Shen Yuepo stood frozen in place, looking at Feng Jin's retreating figure, a lump in her throat, unable to rise or fall.
She stared at the dark figure for a few seconds, and then the room fell silent again.
Just then, a sudden ringing sound rang out.
It was Shen Yuepo's phone, which she had casually placed on the bedside table. The screen lit up, displaying a video call request from "Xiao Yizhou".
Shen Yuepo glanced at Feng Jin, who was still facing away from her and seemed to be asleep, her eyes indifferent.
She picked up her phone and answered the video call.
The screen lit up, and Xiao Yizhou's gentle and handsome face appeared in the camera, with his simple and bright office in the background.
His lips curled into his usual gentle smile, but when his gaze fell upon Shen Yuepo on the other end of the video, his smile froze instantly, and his eyes revealed obvious worry.
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