"Are you feeling better?" Yan Ying looked at Cen Ji and asked softly.
Cen Ji's expression remained unchanged and he shook his head.
Yan Ying then strengthened the spiritual power in her hands, and her gaze inadvertently moved up from her hands and stopped at Cen Ji's eyebrows.
Cen Ji's deep eyes were also looking at her.
Cen Ji didn't understand why Yan Ying's eyes were so clear, like a pool of transparent spring water, without any trace of the contempt and malice of the past.
She was obviously not like this before.
What exactly changed her?
"Yan Ying?"
"ah?"
Yan Ying looked at Cen Ji in confusion. Why did he suddenly call her name? It seemed like it was the first time he called her name.
She felt quite uncomfortable when he suddenly called her like that.
Cen Ji lowered his eyes, as if he was not the one who called out just now.
Yan Ying's hand was always placed on Cen Ji's chest, and both of them lowered their heads and remained silent.
"How do you feel now? Are you feeling better?" Yan Ying asked again.
Cen Ji still shook his head expressionlessly.
In fact, he has gotten much better. Compared to before, he is just a little tired, and the discomfort in his spiritual roots has been mostly relieved.
He was just greedy and didn't want Yan Ying to take her hand back.
In the past, in front of his sister, he was afraid that she would worry, so no matter how badly he was injured, he always pretended to be fine. His vulnerable side was never revealed in front of others. Even if he was in so much pain that he didn't have the strength to stand up, he could still remain silent.
Over time, he himself was deceived. He deceived himself into thinking that his body was made of iron and that he had no feelings.
But now, he actually became greedy for a short period of pain relief.
"Have your spiritual roots really recovered?" Yan Ying asked softly. Cen Ji's face looked really bad, and she was worried that he would not survive the night.
Seeing Cen Ji's slightly frowned brows, Yan Ying increased the spiritual power in her hand.
"It will be there soon." Cen Ji's voice was a little hoarse and weak.
"What's wrong with you? If it's your spiritual roots that are causing you suffering right now, I'll go find a elixir that can cure them tomorrow."
Cen Ji looks weak and pale now. How can someone who is normally as cold as ice become so delicate and weak when sick? I feel so sorry for her.
"No need."
Cen Ji looked up at Yan Ying. He still couldn't understand why a person could change so much in such a short time.
If it wasn't for her excellent acting skills, then it was someone else.
But considering his current condition, she could easily kill him, to avenge the slap he gave her that day and to prevent him from doing anything bad to her in the future.
But not only did she not kill him, she even helped him relieve the pain. If she was acting with him, what was her purpose? He had nothing, and even if he had the identity of the Demon Realm, it would be useless to her.
She is not Yan Ying.
"What's your name?" Cen Ji asked tentatively.
Yan Ying was frightened by Cen Ji. She quickly touched Cen Ji's forehead, thinking that he had a fever again.
"You don't have a fever, why are you talking nonsense? My name is Yan Ying, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."
Cen Ji still looked at Yan Ying quietly, taking in every expression of hers.
In the past, Yan Ying's behavior and words were very arrogant. She never looked people in the eye and didn't like to smile. But now, when she looked at him, there was care and worry in her eyes. She made soup for him, treated his injuries and often smiled at him.
When did she change?
It was that night, in the small kitchen in the peach forest, the night she went to look for food.
"Cen Ji?" Yan Ying grabbed Cen Ji's arm and shook it.
Cen Ji's expressionless face was really scary. He was lost in thought, not knowing what he was thinking about. He was motionless and so quiet that he didn't look like a living person.
"I'm fine, please collect your spiritual power." Cen Ji said lightly.
Yan Ying withdrew her hand doubtfully. Didn't she just say she wasn't well? And her face was still so pale.
No, she has to bring some magic medicine tomorrow. Seeing him sick is more painful than her own illness. He seems to have become thinner now.
"Why are you helping me? According to your personality, you should have taken advantage of my weakness and beat me half to death." Cen Ji said in a flat tone.
"Why can't I help you? Why do I have to hit you?" Yan Ying asked back.
She had never hit him, so how could she bear to hit him? He looked like he was in such a state now that even if she frowned, she would feel so distressed that she wanted to reach out and smooth his eyebrows.
"You weren't like this before." Cen Ji looked at Yan Ying with inquiring eyes.
He wanted to confirm his thoughts. He just called Yan Ying's name just to find out whether she was Yan Ying.
But her reaction was so quick that he couldn't tell.
"Just consider...the old me dead."
"After all, if you do too many bad things, you will always be punished. I... I don't want to be punished, so things will never be the same as before." Yan Ying sat on the edge of the bed and turned sideways and said softly.
The original owner tortured Cen Ji and was later killed by Cen Ji, which was retribution. Now she is using the original owner's body, so the original owner can be considered dead.
Cen Ji looked at Yan Ying's profile without saying a word.
Could it be that the original Yan Ying was really dead? In front of him was a person who looked exactly like Yan Ying.
Thinking about it this way, it makes more sense.
However, he failed to kill Yan Ying with his own hands, so he let her die quietly, which really made it easy for that vicious woman.
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