Mo Wenchen did not reply to Su Lingfeng's question. He let go of her cheeks with his hands, clenched them into fists, closed his eyes, and tried to calm his messy breath...
Su Lingfeng moved her body and wanted to get off the ground. Mo Wenchen reached out and grabbed one of her arms, panting slightly and asked: "Feng'er, what are you going to do?"
"Randeng." Su Lingfeng said without any emotion in his tone.
"Don't go, okay?" Mo Wenchen grabbed Su Lingfeng's arm and refused to let go.
"Why?" Su Lingfeng asked.
"Is it okay if I don't turn on the light?" Mo Wenchen still didn't answer Su Lingfeng's question, with a hint of pleading in his tone.
"Then tell me, what's wrong with you? Is it an old illness?"
Mo Wenchen was silent for a moment and then said, "I guess..."
"Very serious?" Su Lingfeng raised an eyebrow.
"It's okay..." Mo Wenchen said a little weakly.
Su Lingfeng raised her other hand and wiped it on Mo Wenchen's forehead. It was wet and slippery with sweat...
"Is this okay with you?"
"It's really okay. It'll be fine in a moment..." Mo Wenchen pulled Su Lingfeng close to him, hugged her into his arms, and asked softly in her ear: "Are Feng'er worried about me?"
"You think too much!" Su Lingfeng said coldly: "If you are going to die..."
"Don't worry, I won't die in your room." Before Su Lingfeng could finish speaking, Mo Wenchen answered with a wry smile.
That time, he accidentally broke into her boudoir in Su Mansion, Licheng, and the little girl said something similar. He remembered it...
Su Lingfeng snorted coldly and said: "You are sick yourself, and you still come to provoke me? Do you want to be a ghost after death?"
"Feng'er...you...think of me like this?" Mo Wenchen's voice trembled slightly...
"If you don't want me to miss you so much, then tell me the truth."
"..." Mo Wenchen hugged Su Lingfeng and remained silent.
Su Lingfeng sighed and looked for a new breakthrough, "Why are your eyes purple?"
"Feng'er, my eyes are black like yours..." Mo Wenchen said calmly.
"Really? Look up and let me see your eyes again."
"It's too dark now. When it gets light, I'll show it to you so you can see it carefully, okay?"
Su Lingfeng said coldly: "Mo Wenchen, don't hold my eyesight in your arms. I just saw it very clearly. Your eyes are shining with purple light... The book says that there are only two races of people with eyes.
Purple, and those two races have disappeared from the mainland for thousands of years..."
Mo Wenchen didn't know how to respond to Su Lingfeng's words, so he just hugged her body tighter...
Su Lingfeng continued: "Why is there the power of the Lord of the Underworld in my body? What does this have to do with you?"
Mo Wenchen tightened his arms a little more and pursed his lips in silence.
"You have repeatedly asked me to believe you, so why do you want me to believe you? For a man whom I know nothing about and who has intentions for me?"
"Feng'er, I won't hurt you..." Mo Wenchen said quietly.
"I don't believe you." Su Lingfeng's tone was calm and cold.
"Feng'er..."
"One day, when my strength can surpass yours, I will definitely be out of your control. If you dare to pester me again then, I will definitely not show mercy!" Su Lingfeng's tone was cold and serious, leaving no room for doubt.