Feng Si walked along the corridor, seemingly searching for something.
Chu Qianli hurried to catch up, "Hero, what are you looking for?"
That figure, as tall as Feng Yexuan's... Alas, what was she thinking again?
Why did she think of that man all the time?
Feng Si turned around, his cold gaze falling on her face.
Chu Qianli collected her thoughts and asked with a smile, "What do you need, Hero? I'll help you find it."
"Hungry." His voice was still hoarse, not the deep, magnetic kind, but the hoarse sound of injury.
As if speaking was difficult.
"Hero, your throat..."
Feng Si seemed unwilling to talk to her anymore. He had no interest in irrelevant matters.
He turned to leave, continuing his search.
Chu Qianli immediately chased after him, "There's no kitchen here. We prepare our meals ourselves on the spot. The cooks have already rested at this hour."
Feng Si's footsteps paused. Looking at his back, he truly seemed a bit austere.
His appearance was travel-worn, as if he had traveled a long distance to get here.
"Hero, how about this, you go back to your room first, and I'll get you something to eat right away."
Considering that he had driven away so many medicine-infused people by himself tonight, Chu Qianli felt an indescribable respect for him.
Moreover, those medicine-infused people had temporarily retreated, and it was unknown when they would return. This Feng Da Xia is their guardian angel, and they must serve him well.
Feng Si thought for a moment, then turned and returned to his room, closing the door casually.
Chu Qianli quickly found a small room and bought some self-heating meals from Taobao.
Ten minutes later, she knocked on Feng Si's door with hot food.
Feng Si was already asleep, his snores faint but heavy, indicating he was truly tired.
Indeed, arriving from who knows where, travel-worn, and immediately engaging with over a hundred medicine-infused people, how could he not be tired?
As Chu Qianli pushed the door open, Feng Si woke up.
His tall body sat up on the bed, exuding an aura of a ruler surveying his domain.
Chu Qianli suspected she was hallucinating. No matter how she looked at it, Feng Da Xia seemed incredibly noble.
Even though his robes were still stained with dirty blood.
"Hero, I've brought you the food, but your clothes..."
The blood of the medicine-infused people was poisonous. Wearing them wouldn't protect him from the poison.
After placing the food down, she looked around his room with a puzzled expression, "Hero, you don't seem to have brought any luggage?"
"Forgot," he said, his hoarse voice truly uncomfortable to listen to.
She felt sympathetic towards him.
"Then... shall I find you some clothes?"
She turned and left, finding a set of clothes from Feng Wuya's luggage.
When she returned, Feng Si had already devoured all the food on the table.
It was evident that he was truly starving.
Could it be that he hadn't eaten or drunk for days while rushing on his journey?
For some reason, she felt a pang of pity in her heart.
"Sir, this place is not ideal. There's no bathtub for you to bathe and change. However, there's a small river not far behind, and the water is very clear. You can bathe and change there."
"I won't wear these clothes," Feng Si said with a look of disdain.
"These clothes are... quite nice." Chu Qianli didn't understand what he was disdainful of.
Wuya's clothes were light-colored, clean, and simple, made of light fabric, definitely of superior quality.
He was so tall, his figure should be good, and he would look absolutely handsome wearing them.
Why was he disdainful?
But Feng Si's temper was indeed as Feng Wuya had said, very bad.
His eyes darkened, and he said displeasantly, "Get... me a set of black ones."
"You don't like white?"
So it was a matter of color.
However, Feng Wuya's clothes were mostly in light colors. Black... she didn't know if he had any.
"I'll go look."
"I don't wear clothes that others have worn," Feng Si's demands were truly more than ordinary.
Chu Qianli was a little surprised. This hero was not easy to serve.
"I... I'll think of a way."
Taobao should also sell ancient costumes, but new ones, unwashed...
Chu Qianli went out and quickly returned with two black ancient costumes.
Feng Si's thick eyebrows furrowed again, "It smells."
"New clothes naturally have... Alright, I'll wash them, but they won't dry that quickly. Tonight... can you wear your own undergarments for now?"
Feng Si didn't respond and walked out the door.
Chu Qianli chased after him, "Hero, where are you going?"
He still didn't speak. His temper was so stubborn and foul.
But they needed him!
What if the medicine-infused people came again?
Chu Qianli had never been so humble in her life, but for some reason, when she was humble towards him, she couldn't get angry.
He possessed an innate nobility that made you feel, at first glance, that he was superior.
Where did this subservience come from...
It turned out Feng Si was going to bathe in the nearby small river.
As Chu Qianli chased after him, he threw a piece of clothing at her, forcing her to look away.
"Do you like watching men bathe so much?" Feng Si's voice was very cold.
Chu Qianli almost laughed in anger, "I was just... going to wash your clothes for you!"
She was going crazy! Why was she inexplicably acting like a maid?
And willingly so?
This world had become inexplicably strange.
Chu Qianli, holding the clothes she had bought, walked to the other side of the small river, squatted down, took out soap, and began washing clothes.
"By the way, Hero, I have shampoo and body wash here. Would you like to try them?"
She prepared two bottles and threw them over, "The blue bottle is for washing your hair; it will make your hair very smooth and silky! The pink bottle is body wash; it will make your body very clean..."
The person over there had already started bathing, seeming to have accepted it.
It seemed that although his temper was not very good, his ability to accept things was quite strong.
"Hero, do you want a towel? Do you want a bath scrub? Hero..."
"Shut up!"
Chu Qianli shrugged.
Fine, she wouldn't be so solicitous.
Why did she want to be so good to him? It must have been the shock of seeing him fight the medicine-infused people tonight.
Otherwise, why would she willingly act as a maid?
It was simply inexplicable.
After washing the clothes, she would go back to sleep and stop caring about him.
That's what she thought, but a few minutes later, she couldn't help but ask, "Hero, do you want a bath towel?"
"..."
...The night was getting late.
Fulong, carrying a roasted chicken, knocked on Chu Qianli's door.
"A'li, look what delicious food I've brought for you."
The door opened, and inside was Long Ziyue.
The smile on Fulong's lips was a little stiff, "Princess Pingyue, why are you... here?"
Long Ziyue looked into his eyes.
Just now, those eyes clearly held a sense of joy and anticipation.
But after seeing her, that anticipation vanished in an instant.
A hint of something flashed through Long Ziyue's heart, and suddenly, she seemed to understand.
"The person you like, it turns out... is A'li."