Feng Qingtian finally glanced at him, but didn’t say anything.
Gu Bailu’s clothes were drenched with sweat.
When her thin clothes were wet, they further accentuated her body curves.
Feng Qingtian waved his hand, and a screen flew over to separate Miyasi from them.
Miyasi was about to break in, when Feng Qingtian said coldly, “Stay where you are if you don’t want her to die.”
Miyasi paused.
Although the girl had said that she would be his partner, she wasn’t his partner yet.
Humans cared about a lot of things. It was indeed inappropriate for him to look at her now.
Miyasi stayed behind the screen patiently, pricking his ears to listen to what was going on inside.
The girl had looked in rather bad condition just now.
Gu Bailu was still unconscious. She was murmuring something.
Feng Qingtian took off her wet clothes and covered her with his robe. He placed her on a giant bed.
After he pressed a button, a hidden compartment was revealed. There were many pills in it.
He took out a porcelain bottle, but put it back and then picked up a box made of jade.
He opened the box. Inside was a transparent pill wrapped in fragrant mist.
Feng Qingtian inserted the pill into Gu Bailu’s mouth quickly, as if fearing that he might regret it.
However, Gu Bailu coughed and spat the pill out onto the sheets.
Feng Qingtian’s face became dark. He put it back in his mouth and chewed it, before pushing the pieces past her lips.
Gu Bailu struggled against him. She suddenly seized his neck. “I won’t let you have it. The fires of hell are nothing. They can’t kill me…”
Feng Qingtian’s eyes glittered. He looked at Gu Bailu, who was still unconscious. “What did you say?”
Gu Bailu suddenly let him go and collapsed. She was so quiet that even her breathing was inaudible.
Feng Qingtian’s face changed and he put his hand on her neck. He didn’t open his eyes until a long time later, when they shone with naked fear.
For a moment, he thought she was dead. The overwhelming fear made his heart skip a beat.
He hugged Gu Bailu and looked at her coldly. “You can’t die without my permission.”
He picked up Gu Bailu’s burnt hand; the mold-like poison was already receding.
Feng Qingtian breathed out pure spiritual energy and touched the rot.
New flesh grew quickly, and the wound was healed.
Miyasi grew even more anxious when he heard Feng Qingtian.
“Prince Zi, give her to me. I can save her.”
He was under the impression that Gu Bailu’s condition was too severe for Feng Qingtian to save her.
Feng Qingtian walked out from the back of the screen and looked at him. “What did you say earlier?”