"Are you awake?"
Sensing someone behind him, Qin Feng stopped his boxing practice and slowly turned around, a warm smile appearing on his face.
Even having seen so much, a veteran of life, a hint of amazement still flashed in his eyes the moment he saw the woman behind him.
Unlike her miserable appearance yesterday, covered in blood and with a pale face,
Zhu Zhuqing at this moment, although her skin was still unbelievably white, almost like the smoothest and purest milk highlighted,
underneath that snow-white surface, there was also a layer of healthy rosy light, making her look even more comfortable and eye-catching.
And even more captivating was her explosive, devilish figure that was completely disproportionate to her age.
Even a simple black dress, extremely loose, was stretched into graceful curves.
Only the expression on her face was a bit too indifferent.
Not deliberately aloof, nor due to a cold personality, but a kind of innermost, pure and unadulterated extreme coldness that made people shiver.
If one had to use a word to describe this coldness, it would only be deathly stillness, the stillness of death.
Her eyes seemed to lack a trace of vitality, unable to reflect any brilliance, and unable to stir any inner reaction.
While Qin Feng sized up Zhu Zhuqing, Zhuqing was also secretly observing him.
Perhaps it was because of the halo of being her savior, or perhaps because he was the first outsider she had come into contact with after escaping that icy place,
a normal person who had grown up normally in the carefree environment of her most longed-for ordinary family, with kind parents, caring teachers, and playful brothers and friends.
At first glance, she was a little attracted to this special man.
His handsome yet heroic face had sharp features and a gentle expression.
Just a faint smile seemed to burrow into the bottom of her heart, giving her a magical sense of impact the moment she saw it.
In his sharp yet soft eyes,
the bright gaze seemed to speak, able to clearly sense the other's curiosity, surprise, and concern.
"Mm!"
Zhu Zhuqing's heart stirred slightly, but on the surface, she still just nodded lightly.
After a few seconds, perhaps feeling that this was a bit impolite towards her savior, she softly added,
"Thank you for saving me."
But her expression was still very cold.
Living in that kind of environment and atmosphere, personal emotions, especially expressing personal emotions, were an extremely luxurious thing.
Everyone was a tool, and everyone should show the appearance that a tool should have, and tools have no emotions.
Qin Feng didn't mind, and pointed to a fire not far away and said:
"I stewed some chicken with mushrooms and wild vegetables. You've been unconscious since yesterday afternoon, so eat something to replenish your strength."
Zhu Zhuqing didn't decline.
In fact, she was indeed so hungry at the moment that her front chest was pressed against her back. Although her wounds had healed, her body still showed a clear sense of weakness.
She hurriedly walked over and used a tool to take down the bronze cauldron from the fire.
Only when she opened it did she realize that what was stewed inside was not just wild vegetables. Besides the chicken, half of it was very precious medicinal herbs.
Supplementing nutrition and smoothing qi and blood was one thing, but there were even a few ingredients for calming the mind and nourishing the skin.
Looking at this pot of special chicken soup, Zhu Zhuqing suddenly felt a pang of sadness for no reason.
In her own home, she had never felt the slightest warmth. It was filled with cold rules and cold gazes.
Even if there was a smile, it would not produce the slightest warmth, but would immediately set off alarm bells in her heart, guarding against the possible conspiracy hidden beneath.
The so-called relatives and clansmen were all desperately calculating against each other.
But now,
a stranger she had just met, not only saved her life, but also thoughtfully stewed such a pot of medicinal soup that served both as food and nourishment.
"Thank you."
Zhu Zhuqing spoke again, and the coldness and stillness in her eyes also melted a little, which was rare.
With her personality, she rarely said these two words, but today, she had said them twice in a short while.
"Eat, the tent over there also has water for you to bath."
Qin Feng smiled again, took out a loose robe from his spirit tool and put it on,
Then he casually leaned back in a wooden recliner and started reading a book.
An hour later, when Zhu Zhuqing finished eating, washed up, and came out, he closed the book and asked, pretending to be puzzled:
"Who were those people yesterday? Why were they chasing you?"
As soon as this sentence came out, Zhuqing was obviously stunned for a moment.
In the next instant, an extremely strong killing intent and baleful aura suddenly erupted from her body.
She bit her lip tightly, her fists clenched tightly and trembling uncontrollably, and her expression became full of resentment and anger.
For a long time, so long that Qin Feng thought she was unwilling to talk about this topic,
she finally said, gritting her teeth:
"They are my sister's subordinates,"
As soon as the words fell, she added three more words,
"My own sister."
… …
In the next few minutes, Qin Feng, as an "uninformed person," listened silently,
listening to this little cat introducing her identity and popularizing the affairs of the Star Luo Empire.
After a narration, a trace of suppressed tension suddenly appeared on Zhu Zhuqing's cold face, and her eyes became a little flustered.
She asked, pretending to be calm:
"Now that you know my identity, what are you going to do with me?"
The implied meaning of this sentence was very simple.
She was an enemy of the Crown Prince and Crown Princess of the Star Luo Empire, and a life-and-death enemy on the road to inheriting the throne.
Handing her over or simply killing her here would be a path to promotion and fortune.
And if he didn't hand her over,
then the act of saving her yesterday might incur the hostility of the Crown Prince's faction and be implicated.
Zhu Zhuqing's heart was pounding wildly,
and the fist clenched tightly in her sleeve was covered in a layer of sweat in a short while.
However, Qin Feng just chuckled after hearing this,
"Don't worry, the Star Luo Empire wouldn't dare to do anything to me.
Not to mention just saving the unwedded wife of a runaway prince, even if I took a fancy to the real empress, they wouldn't dare to refuse."
"You are?"
"Star Plucking Tower, Qin Feng."
"Qin Feng, sounds a bit familiar, you you you… you are that…"
Zhu Zhuqing suddenly widened her eyes, the great shock and the great sense of unreality,
completely destroyed that cold face and dead eyes in an instant.
She never imagined that this big brother who looked good and warm when he smiled was actually a legendary peerless figure.
This was a top-notch existence who could defeat a Spirit Douluo at the age of ten and had a Limit Douluo protecting him, and she just happened to meet him?
Qin Feng smiled again,
"That's right, it's me."