Bei Yutang was awakened when Feng Chi entered the room.
Bei Yutang heard the light footsteps and knew who the person was. When he got closer, the special aura on his body confirmed her guess.
What was Feng Chi doing here again?
Bei Yutang was suspicious, unable to fathom his intentions.
Was he trying to see when she would die?!
When Bei Yutang thought of this despicable guy who had actually put a slow-acting poison in her healing medicine, she wished that she could kill him. However, she knew that her limited skills were insufficient.
It was too difficult to kill him!
Only by conquering his heart could she hope for victory.
But this inexplicable fifty-three points of favorability felt like paper to him, worthless.
Otherwise, why would he kill her without hesitation?
When his hand touched her cheek, Bei Yutang felt a wave of disgust. She pretended to roll over, avoiding his touch. This sideways movement disturbed her wound, and Bei Yutang almost gasped.
In the darkness, Feng Chi noticed her frown. Seeing the blood seeping through the gauze on her arm, his brow furrowed slightly. With a turn of his hand, a night-shining pearl appeared in his palm, instantly illuminating her bed.
Bei Yutang felt the light; it was soft, not glaring.
Without the cover of darkness, Bei Yutang had to be even more discreet in her disguise, lest Feng Chi notice anything unusual.
Feng Chi lifted the blanket from her.
Bei Yutang felt a chill run through her body, and a disgruntled murmur escaped her lips.
Damn it, what on earth was Feng Chi trying to do?!
Feng Chi’s gaze swept over her body, and seeing that she only had one injured wound, his frown softened slightly.
Just as Bei Yutang was wondering what he was up to, he pressed a point on her body, and instantly, she fell into a deep, true sleep.
Feng Chi removed the gauze from her arm and carefully cleaned the ruptured wound. He pulled a porcelain bottle from his bosom and sprinkled medicinal powder on her wound. Even in her deep sleep, Bei Yutang could still feel the pain from the wound, her brow furrowed in agony, and she groaned unconsciously.
After applying the medicine, he carefully rebandaged it.
When he was done, he tucked her back in with the blanket, and this time, he stood up and left.
The next morning, upon opening her eyes, Bei Yutang’s first action was to check her body. As soon as she moved her hand, she remembered her injuries. No matter how perverted or savage Feng Chi was, he wouldn’t attack a half-crippled person.
Bei Yutang put her hand back, and when she noticed her arm from the corner of her eye, her expression paused slightly.
The wound had been rebandaged.
Could it be him?!
No way, it couldn’t be that tyrant. Perhaps the maid saw her wound open this morning and rebandaged it.
When the maid entered the room, Bei Yutang asked, “Did any of you enter the room this morning?”
The two maids shook their heads in unison.
“Beauty, we didn’t.”
If it wasn’t them, then it could only be Feng Chi.
Bei Yutang looked down at her arm, her expression uncertain.
Did he press her sleep point last night just to bandage her wound?
Since he was going to poison her to death, why did he re-bandage her wound after seeing it open?
The two things were so contradictory.
Could it be that someone else was the one who poisoned her?
But who could it be?!
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