Starry Sky Railway: The Slacking Sword Saint is Keeped by Fu Xuan

"Are you a doctor or is Bai Lu a doctor? Why don't you listen to her?! She was in such a... such a dangerous situation, and she finally recovered, yet you still don't take it seriously! Do you want to faint like yesterday, weak as if you're about to die?"

Or rather, do you actually not care about everything you have now, and are you just planning to let yourself...die so casually?

Her tone gradually shifted from anger to sorrow, her sharp eyes slowly filled with tears, and her piercing voice began to tremble at the end.

Fu Xuan gritted his teeth and stared intently at him.

"I didn't..." Yu Chen immediately opened his mouth to retort, but looking at the questioning eyes and the heartbroken little expression, he felt a pang of pain in his heart.

"I'm sorry, I'll take my medicine obediently."

"What do you have to apologize to me for! I'm just a diviner, and you're a sword saint, so if you're so powerful, then don't eat it!"

I have no right, no reason, and no status to discipline you. Eat it or don't!

Even if... even if I'm gone, I won't be heartbroken!

The voice, tinged with sobs, almost tore Yu Chen's heart apart. He quickly stepped forward and pulled Fu Xuan into his arms.

The regret that was echoing in his heart was growing infinitely.

Fu Xuan struggled gently in his arms for a moment, then lay still, her body trembling slightly in his embrace…

She was afraid, afraid that he would be like yesterday, perfectly fine one moment, then suddenly weaken, suddenly swaying, suddenly wilting like someone on their deathbed, suddenly uttering words that sounded like his last words…

She was really, really scared.

I'm afraid he'll suddenly disappear one day...

Yu Chen held the trembling body tightly, gently rubbing his face against the pink little head, trying to give her some comfort.

Yu Sheng nodded with immense satisfaction at the two of them. Indeed, subduing the master still required the diviner's help.

Even his usually expressionless face couldn't help but reveal a hint of a smile.

Chapter 48 Medicine tastes better when taken together

"Fu Xuan, my brain is getting worse and worse. Can you remind me to take my medicine from now on?"

Yu Chen stroked that thin back, hugged that delicate body that seemed like it would break if you squeezed it lightly, and whispered something to Fu Xuan's head.

Just as Yu Sheng was about to put down the medicine and make a quick getaway, leaving them time and space, he froze upon hearing this.

What do you mean?

Sir, what do you mean by this?

So you're saying there's no love left, is that it? Now all your love is given to the Buddha, is that it?

I don't even have the right to remind you to take your medicine anymore, do I?

Ah! man!

Enraged, Comrade Yu Sheng slammed the still-steaming medicinal soup he had just brewed onto the table with a loud bang.

The liquid jolted, flew up, and fell back into the bowl, making a gurgling sound as it entered the water.

Yu Sheng walked towards the door expressionlessly, muttering something to himself.

"Sigh... I guess the master is about to pass away, I have to spend all his money quickly... otherwise it will all be confiscated, and I'll be at a huge loss. I have to spend as much as possible while he's still alive~"

Yu Chen pretended not to hear anything, gently holding Fu Xuan and silently enjoying this brief moment of warmth.

Go ahead and spend it, he has plenty of savings anyway, and besides, he has Xiao Fuxuan. If he ever can't afford food, he can just go to her for help!

...

"Open your mouth... If I feed you myself, will that make you feel better?"

Fu Xuan's eyes were slightly red, and it was obvious what she had done while she was in Yu Chen's arms.

"Mmm, anything you feed me will definitely be sweet~"

Yu Chen smiled and opened his mouth. Fu Xuan's face flushed slightly. Her tender face was like a boiled egg, radiating an enticing luster that whetted one's appetite and made one want to suck on it.

No one could do this before, but now…

Fu Xuan gazed wistfully at this guy who was now constantly on her mind. This was the first time in her life she had ever fed someone else. This scoundrel really had a lot of influence.

"Is it sweet?"

She glanced at the guy in front of her whose face was all scrunched up, and asked with a slight smile as she raised the corners of her mouth.

"Sweet...so sweet!"

Yu Chen gritted his teeth and swallowed the extremely bitter medicine with difficulty, answering word by word. His stubbornness was so great that it could probably spark a fire between him and Xiao Taibo.

"Haha~"

The little fortune teller smiled, a smile that was both sweet and joyful.

Who told him to scare himself so badly yesterday? This is karma!

"Come on, eat more if it's sweet. You should cherish the service of being personally fed by me~"

Lord Fu Xuan, with a pleased expression, scooped up another spoonful of the black medicinal soup and handed it over.

Yu Chen looked at her with a resentful gaze, and she actually laughed at herself…

He forced back the bitterness in his mouth, sipped the medicine, and then seized the opportunity to suddenly lean in just as Fu Xuan put the spoon back in the bowl.

The distance between the two people quickly shrank to 0... and then became a negative number.

"Ugh...!!"

The bitter liquid was suddenly poured over, but how could a mere diviner like the Sword Saint possibly resist the power of the Sword Saint?

Fu Xuan struggled with all her might, her small pink fists clenched and punched his chest, but the force weakened again. She really didn't dare to use her strength against his body, which was in an unknown state.

Even if he exerted all his strength, it would only be a tickle to Yu Chen…

Gudong~gudong~

Forced to swallow the medicine, Fu Xuan's face contorted in pain at the incredibly bitter taste.

However, her once rosy cheeks were now extremely red, and her earlobes, as clear as pearls and jade, looked as if they were about to bleed.

Suddenly, a spider descended from above and clung to its silk thread. The silvery silk swayed in the air, shimmering and connecting the spider to the roof.

Fu Xuan gasped for breath, glaring at the man in front of her with a face full of shame and indignation. How could anyone be like him!

"Ahem..." Yu Chen coughed lightly, glancing at her face as he asked, "How is it? It's really sweet, isn't it?"

“Yu Chen…”

Fu Xuan called his name softly.

"What, want to try some more together? What a coincidence, I'd like to too..."

Before he could finish speaking, the enraged diviner pounced on him with a whoosh.

"You super bad guy!"

The diviner, who only knew how to curse as a villain, continued to perform steadily and successfully won over his lover.

After all that fuss, Yu Chen held her tightly in his arms, unable to move, and gently nuzzled her face, inhaling her fragrance.

She suddenly spoke up, "Next time..."

"Ok?"

Fu Xuan bit her luscious lips and whispered, "You'll have to tell me before you kiss me again..."

"Well... I want to kiss you now, is that okay?"

Yu Chen blew a breath behind her ear, and Fu Xuan trembled. Just as she was about to speak, her mouth was covered.

The medicine is too bitter; I need to eat something sweet to balance it out.

...

"This is the last sip, just drink it all."

Fu Xuan seemed to be handing over the bowl, but Yu Chen frowned deeply and asked with a bitter expression, "Can't we just not drink this last bit? It's all leftovers and stuff, and this is the worst part!"

"No, this is the essence of the drink, I have to drink it!"

Fu Xuan's face was stern, and her tone was firm, not allowing him any refusal.

"Then... can I have another bite of that sweet candy?"

Yu Chen blinked and looked at her, his gaze fixed on her lips, which had become much rosier.

The meaning is obvious.

"No! Drink it now, or... or I'll leave!"

"Okay, okay, I'll drink it..."

Yu Chen sighed helplessly, as if he were coaxing a child, then picked up the bowl, hesitated for a moment, closed his eyes, and drank it all in one gulp…

As it turns out, even a sword saint has people and things he fears.

"So, coming to see me today really won't affect your work? If it's a fortune teller, you must be quite busy, right?"

Yu Chen played with that small palm, touching her slender, fair fingers. The delicate and exquisite palm seemed to have been sculpted by the most skilled sculptor in the universe. Everything about it was so perfect, the size, proportions, and materials were all excellent, and even every line on the palm was so beautiful.