Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress

“Brother, my stomach rumbles no matter if I’m hungry or not. My stomach rumbles just thinking about eating the food you’re going to make tomorrow morning,” said Zuiying with a smile.

As he spoke, Zuiying felt slightly embarrassed and ruffled his hair.

Zuiying seemed to believe what Zuiying said and smiled brightly. “I’ll definitely make you a good meal tomorrow morning for you that will fill you up for sure.”

Zuiying wore a bright smile. “Brother, I’ll go tidy up the place, then we can both go to sleep early!”

Zuifeng nodded.

Zuiying stepped forward and into the grass hut.

Sitting on a stool outside, Zuifeng suddenly covered his mouth with his hand and started to cough violently. His hands felt wet, so Zuifeng glanced down at his own long, slender hand to find that it was full of blood. He couldn’t help but smile bitterly. “Little Ying, I don’t know how long I can be with you. If I’m not around, you must be strong and live on!”

Through the cracks of the grass hut, Zuiying saw Zuifeng cough up blood and his face turned incredibly pale. He felt like something was stuck in his throat – utterly uncomfortable! Tears couldn’t help but roll down his face, then he shut his eyes and took a deep breath. Zuiying turned around and cleaned up the old hut.

Growl~

Zuiying’s stomach cried endlessly, then rubbed his stomach. He walked to the well through the back door and fetched a pail of water. After drinking for a while, he felt his stomach fill up.

Zuiying rubbed his own stomach, then turned his heels and went back to sweeping the floor.

Through the cracks, Zuifeng saw Zuiying fetch water from the well. Then, ignored it, turned around and coughed several times. “Little Ying, I raised you, do you really think that I can’t tell whether you’ve eaten or not?” He whispered.

Zuifeng raised his head and looked up at the moon. “I beg you, God. Please keep Little Ying safe and sound. That way, I can die peacefully,” he prayed.

Zuiying slowly walked up to the stone table and took a seat, coughing uncontrollably.

Zuiying spent over half an hour tidying up the grass hut, then helped Zuifeng in to get some rest.

The next day, Zuifeng woke up early to cook a few dishes for Zuiying.

Zuiying sat at the stone table and ate the food Zuifeng cooked for him. His face was brimming with happiness. “Brother, your food tastes so good.”

Zuifeng smiled. “Eat slowly,” he said softly.

“Brother, you should eat too!”

“Mhm, I’m eating too.” Zuifeng picked some vegetables with chopsticks. While he was at it, he picked a rather oily piece of omelette and placed it into Zuiying’s bowl.

Zuiying smiled, then took a bite of the omelette that Zuifeng had served.

After Zuiying finished eating, he spoke with disappointment in his voice. “Brother, I should head back.”

“Go. If you’re a shadow guard, you should act like one.” Zuifeng couldn’t bear to look at Zuiying.

As Zuiying got to his feet, his eyes were full of disappointment.

Zuifeng got to his feet and looked at the tight black clothes on Zuiying. “Little Ying, you look great in the shadow guard’s uniform,” he complimented.

Zuiying smiled, then walked over to Zuifeng and gave him a hug. “Brother, take care. I’ll come back to see you, whenever I have time,” he said.

Zuifeng nodded. “Go. You must take good care of yourself. Don’t get yourself hurt.”

Zuiying tightly hugged Zuifeng for a moment, then reluctantly turned to leave. The silhouette of his back was tall and straight like a soaring eagle. The sight of him couldn’t help but make people admire him.

Zuifeng gazed at the silhouette of Zuiying’s back and softly said, “Little Ying, you must take good care of yourself. I’m waiting for you to come back.”