Tearing the Prince's Clothes after Withdrawing Marriage
Chapter 803 - 802 No One Knows What He Is Thinking

Chapter 803: Chapter 802 No One Knows What He Is Thinking

"I’ll do it," Feng Wuya said as he took the bowl of medicine from Jiang Tao’s hands.

Jiang Tao hesitated, feeling awkward and nervous, "Prince, our master... she might not be willing..."

"It’s fine, you may leave," Long Xinghe closed her eyes.

When she opened them again, she had regained her composure.

Jiang Tao left.

Feng Wuya, holding the medicine bowl, sat down beside Long Xinghe.

With his long fingers, already cleaned, he dipped a bit of the ointment.

This medicine was to be applied to Long Xinghe’s face, which even had many blisters from the burn.

Long Xinghe thought she could calmly face everything.

Yet, when she saw his long finger about to touch her face, she instinctively turned away.

The movement caused the blisters on her face to hurt again, and she grimaced in pain.

The pain was truly unbearable!

"Don’t move around, and don’t break the blisters, or they will scar."

Feng Wuya’s voice was very gentle, a tenderness Long Xinghe had never experienced nor enjoyed before.

Her heart felt even more desolate.

Indeed, Wuya was so kind, knowing that she had become like this for his sake; even if he disliked it, he would still treat her with tenderness.

But the last thing she wanted was for him to force himself to be kind to her.

"Star River, don’t move. I’m going to apply the medicine," Feng Wuya said with great patience, his long fingers approaching again. "Making it hard for me, in truth, makes it even harder for yourself."

These words startled Long Xinghe, and her resistance vanished.

Why be so needlessly sentimental?

At least Wuya’s concern for her at this moment was genuine.

What was the point in making it difficult for him?

She turned her face back to him, this time not avoiding his gaze.

She let her damaged, wretched face be clearly seen in front of him.

"Is the master still alright?" she asked.

Feng Wuya nodded, "His martial arts are stronger than mine. When the explosion started, he shielded me first, so he was injured a little, but it’s not serious."

Long Xinghe felt relieved.

They had come here through thick and thin just to find Wu Chenzi.

If anything had happened to Wu Chenzi, not only would Wuya be disappointed, but he would also be consumed with guilt.

Thinking about this, Long Xinghe became somewhat emotional.

In her previous life, she must have done many wrongs to Feng Wuya. This life was about repaying those debts.

Until death, it was all about him.

Everything was for him.

If someone had told her three months ago that in this life she would be madly obsessed with a man to such an extent, she would have laughed and called that person insane.

It turns out that in the dark, there really are predestined calamities.

"Wuya," she suddenly called out softly.

"Did I hurt you?" Feng Wuya’s fingertips became even more gentle, not daring to apply too much force.

"No," Long Xinghe replied with a faint smile, which seemed calm, but a deeper look revealed a hint of bitterness.

"Don’t feel guilty towards me, and don’t change your opinion of me out of guilt. I don’t need such pity, Wuya..."

"Don’t talk," Feng Wuya’s face turned cold in an instant.

No one knew what he was thinking.

After that, he didn’t say another word, just carefully applied medicine to Long Xinghe.

Even Long Xinghe couldn’t understand what he was truly thinking.

Outside the cave not far away, Murong Yu and Wu Chenzi stood together.

From a distance, Wu Chenzi was an old man past his fifties, with white and graying hair.

As for his appearance, because of that bunch of half-white beard, everyone couldn’t make out his face clearly.

Anyway, he looked every bit the reclusive master.

Murong Yu was looking at him, somewhat startled, "Are you leaving?"

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