1781: A sleepless night

A sleepless night

Feng Jiu took a quick look. "Alright! Keep an eye on your master and wake me up if he has a fever and a cold sweat in the middle of the night." After giving instructions, she closed the stone door.1

She took off her outer clothing and lay down on the bed, exhaling lightly and staring blankly at the roof.

She thought she would be in the bridal room with Mo Ze tonight and was psychologically prepared. But, the good atmosphere was interrupted by Murong Yixuan. She came here from Xuanyuan Empire in the middle of the night. She was really tired that night and her mood was chaotic.

Although she went to an unfamiliar place, she fell asleep due to her fatigue and the night that got deeper.

Outside, Murong Yixuan kept vigil at his master's bedside. The worries that weighed down his heart were relieved by half. It could be said that his fate changed after being brought here by his master.

If it wasn't for meeting his master, he would be drifting about at a place unknown. His master gave him a new lease of life. Although they were a master and disciple, their relationship was as good as father and son. His master instructed his cultivation with both strict and kind gesture. This time, if Feng Jiu wasn't here, what would be the consequence?

Sitting beside the bed in a daze, he didn't go to rest until the physician who had left earlier came in with the decoction and then he fed it bit by bit to his master.

Because his master was in a coma, only half of the whole bowl of decoction was taken at most. The physician didn't go to rest. Because the sect master told him to stay and look after him, they sat by the bed and watched to see if there was anything Feng Jiu told them earlier actually happened.

In the first half of the night, it was normal. However, in the second half of the night, there seemed something wrong with his master. His body was hot and he was sweating. He seemed to have regained some consciousness and wrung his eyebrows tightly.

So, in the middle of the night, he knocked on the stone room where Feng Jiu rested. "Feng Jiu, Feng Jiu, get up and have a look. My master is feverish and in a cold sweat. Feng Jiu..."

Feng Jiu could only get up from the bed, put on her outer robes and went out of the room to examine his master...

When the morning dawned, a ray of light slanted in from a window in the cave-dwelling and landed on the bed where Feng Jiu was resting. She turned over lazily, pulled up the quilt and covered her head and went to sleep.

She hardly slept last night, because she was called up soon after she fell asleep. She didn't go back to her room to have a rest until it was almost dawn. At this time, it was quiet outside, and she just wanted to take a nap for a while to nourish her spirits.

However, when it was early in the morning, she was roused from sleep again.

"Feng Jiu, I have some porridge. Get up and have some." Murong Yixuan shouted outside. There was a trace of tiredness between his eyebrows after a sleepless night.

In fact, those who were immortal cultivators didn't feel much when after a restless night. However, he was weighed down with worries. Naturally, his mood was different and he was more likely to get tired.

Feng Jiu sighed and climbed out of bed. After washing, she opened the stone door to go out, came to the stone table and sat down.

"I asked someone to make some plain rice porridge using some spirit rice. It tastes good. Try it!" Murong Yixuan scooped a bowl for her and handed her a pair of chopsticks. "There are also a few side dishes."

"Hmm." She didn't hesitate. She took a sip after smelling the congee and ate some small dishes. Before finishing the breakfast, she heard that the Sect Master and the others were coming again.

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