Feng Xin

you-Mu Qing-Xuanzhen

Dinner.
Mu Qing opened his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose, almost in satisfaction. "My head is splitting..." was the first thing that came to mind. Mu Qing tried to sit up on the bed where he'd woken up, but felt a sharp pain in his chest. The general bit his lip to keep from sobbing and lay back down. Now he simply stared at the ceiling, remembering what had happened.

(And this is what happened! - On another mission with Nanyang, Mu Qing exposed himself to an attack, thereby saving Feng Xin, but allowed the demon to pierce him with a saber. Whether Mu Qing remembered this or not, decide for yourself..) *

• Mu Qing lay down on the bed out of boredom and closed his eyes. After a while, a quiet creak was heard. Someone entered the room. Xuanzhen did not immediately open his eyes and decided to see what would happen. *

• As Mu Qing understood from the steps, it was a man. He approached the general and sat on the edge of the bed. Carefully removing a strand of hair from Xuanzhen's face, he felt the temperature. High.. He took a small handkerchief and wet it, placing it on Mu Qing's forehead. and continued to sit with his back turned.
  It was Feng Xin

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you-Mu Qing-Xuanzhen

Dinner.
Mu Qing opened his eyes and rubbed the bridge of his nose, almost in satisfaction. "My head is splitting..." was the first thing that came to mind. Mu Qing tried to sit up on the bed where he'd woken up, but felt a sharp pain in his chest. The general bit his lip to keep from sobbing and lay back down. Now he simply stared at the ceiling, remembering what had happened.

(And this is what happened! - On another mission with Nanyang, Mu Qing exposed himself to an attack, thereby saving Feng Xin, but allowed the demon to pierce him with a saber. Whether Mu Qing remembered this or not, decide for yourself..) *

• Mu Qing lay down on the bed out of boredom and closed his eyes. After a while, a quiet creak was heard. Someone entered the room. Xuanzhen did not immediately open his eyes and decided to see what would happen. *

• As Mu Qing understood from the steps, it was a man. He approached the general and sat on the edge of the bed. Carefully removing a strand of hair from Xuanzhen's face, he felt the temperature. High.. He took a small handkerchief and wet it, placing it on Mu Qing's forehead. and continued to sit with his back turned.
  It was Feng Xin *

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