The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

This smell was similar to the feeling that Sima Zhao gave Xia Ling. It was similar to the feeling that Luo Yannan had in the previous world.

Instinctively rejecting it, Xia Ling frowned for a moment before letting go.

"There's nothing good in this poor rural area. This bowl looks old, but I've carefully washed it. The water is clean. Yan 'er, don't worry, " Sima Zhao advised.

He took Xia Ling's frown as his dislike for the wooden bowl. Xia Ling did not explain. She just nodded and drank the water. Then, Sima Zhao helped her back to the bed.

The bed was also old and tattered, with a faint damp smell.

Before Xia Ling came, Feng Yan had covered herself with clothes from the bundle to separate the bedding.

Now that she was back on the bed, Sima Zhao's gaze moved from her body to her ankles, and a hint of redness appeared on his handsome face once again.

"Yan 'er, I bought some herbs from Doctor You Fang, and now there's no one by my side to serve me. I can only... offend you. "

He sat over and raised his hand to hold Xia Ling's foot.

Xia Ling instinctively pulled her foot back, but Sima Zhao's grip was empty.

Taking off her socks, applying medicine, and massaging her ankles were intimate actions that only her husband would do to a woman in the boudoir.

Xia Ling did not want to get close to Sima Zhao. When she was surrounded by his aura, she felt goosebumps rising from her arms.

And touching her foot... ...

Xia Ling watched as Sima Zhao's hand went over. Her back felt cold and extremely repelled.

"leave it here. I'll do it myself. " Xia Ling looked at Sima Zhao.

Sima Zhao retracted his empty hand and looked at Xia Ling. He felt really awkward.

Xia Ling smiled. "I learned some bone-setting techniques from the military doctor at the Frontier Fortress. Silang, leave the herbs here and I'll rub them myself. I'll be fine tomorrow. "

This was an explanation for her actions just now.

"Alright, I'll go out first. "

Sima Zhao had been in the royal family for so many years. Although his face was thin, he was not as ignorant as he appeared to be.

He smiled and put down the herbs. Then, he stood up and walked out of the room.

"Yan 'er, it's time to eat. I'll get the aunt next door to prepare lunch for us. I'll go take a look. If you need anything at home, just shout for me. I'll be able to hear you. "

Sima Zhao was a good speaker. Every word he said was filled with concern for Xia Ling. If he did not know what happened to Feng Yan in his previous life, he would have known that the master was warm on the outside but cold on the inside.

Looking at Sima Zhao now, he was truly a good man who could be entrusted with his life!

Xia Ling smiled as she watched Sima Zhao leave.

When he could no longer hear his footsteps outside the House, Xia Ling stopped smiling and looked out of the dilapidated window.

Outside was a lush Ginkgo tree. When the wind blew, the leaves rustled slightly and the original footsteps on the tree were covered. If it was not for Xia Ling's sharp eyes, she would have been deceived too.

"Feng Er, come out. "

Xia Ling lowered her voice and called out to the window.

Her tone was firm, as if she already knew that Feng Er was on the tree and was guarding the house.

After hesitating, Feng Er didn't move, and he restrained his breath even more.

Something suddenly came out of the thatched cottage and smashed straight at his feet.

It hit the tree trunk and landed on the ground. The corner of Feng Er's eyes twitched, and he found that it was an embroidered shoe that had fallen on the ground.

This shoe... Was Naturally Feng Yan's shoe ...

She had smashed the shoe out and her foot was injured. Naturally, she could not come out to pick it up by herself.

"Come in, help me bring the shoe in. "

The woman's slightly arrogant voice came from the thatched cottage.

Feng Er hesitated for a moment before jumping down from the tree and quickly picking up the blue embroidered shoe. His cold face was a little hot as he turned around and entered the thatched cottage.