Why Are You So Foolish?

Dugu Yan had only just recovered from the pain when she suddenly noticed that Chen Feng's face had turned pale.

His formerly rosy face had lost its color, and fine beads of cold sweat seeped from his forehead.

Chen Feng swayed a few times, his steps faltering as he nearly lost his footing.

"What's wrong?"

Dugu Yan was startled and hurriedly reached out to support him.

Chen Feng leaned against her, his breathing growing rapid and his voice much weaker.

"I haven't found a way to suppress the toxins yet. All I could do was draw the toxins running rampant inside you into my own body to help you through this bout of pain."

Dugu Yan shuddered violently and stared at him in disbelief.

She had endured the pain that had just tortured her to the brink of unconsciousness for more than ten years.

Whenever the toxins flared up, she felt as though countless needles were piercing her body, her meridians and flesh constantly tearing apart.

She knew very well how terrifying that pain was.

Yet this man before her, whom she had met only twice, had actually drawn those toxins into his own body.

"Why are you so foolish?"

Dugu Yan's eyes instantly reddened, and her arms tightened instinctively.

"I'm already used to the pain of the toxins eating away at me, but how could you possibly bear it?"

She pressed a hand against Chen Feng's chest. Sensing the faint fluctuations of Soul Power, she grew increasingly worried.

To help her, Chen Feng had actually disregarded his own body.

Her grandfather had warned her countless times that once Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison entered the body, it was very difficult to remove completely.

The slightest carelessness could harm the person carrying it.

This man clearly knew how dangerous the toxins were, yet he had still chosen to bear them for her.

"Quick, force the toxins out. You can't keep them inside you."

Dugu Yan supported him, her voice thick with tears.

"It's all right. I can still hold on."

Chen Feng raised his hand and gently patted the back of hers.

Watching from the side, Ling Yuan Douluo could not help inwardly rolling her eyes.

His Highness the Holy Son really is a little rascal.

That little bit of Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison had barely stirred his Soul Power. It had long since been devoured and converted by the Rakshasa Toxin.

With Chen Feng's current strength, even leaving those toxins inside him a little longer would not have harmed him in the slightest.

Yet he insisted on putting on a pained expression. He was plainly playing the suffering victim to win her sympathy.

Ling Yuan Douluo saw everything clearly, but did not expose him.

Since His Highness the Holy Son wanted to act, she would naturally play along to the end.

"Why are you so good to me?" Dugu Yan asked softly.

"I told you, there's nothing I dislike more than watching a beauty suffer."

Chen Feng leaned into Dugu Yan's embrace, his head sinking slightly to bury itself in the softness of her chest.

Dugu Yan stiffened, and a rosy flush immediately spread across her pretty face.

She should have pushed him away at once, but when she remembered how Chen Feng had just absorbed the toxins for her, she instead held him even tighter.

"This is nice. At least you won't have to keep suffering for now."

Chen Feng closed his eyes and gave a weak smile. "Don't worry. I can take it. I'll be fine after a little rest."

Dugu Yan lowered her head to look at the man in her arms, and tears finally slipped down her cheeks.

Ling Yuan Douluo stood nearby and sighed inwardly.

Dugu Yan was already close to falling for him completely.

Had anyone else said those words, they would not have stood up to scrutiny at all.

Yet coming from His Highness the Holy Son, they made one willing to believe them even while knowing they were lies.

Recalling the few days she had spent with Chen Feng, she could not help feeling her heart soften as well.

His Highness the Holy Son had said many sweet things to her. She had known full well that they carried an element of coaxing and deception, yet in the end, she had still succumbed.

Even she, a Titled Douluo, found him difficult to resist, let alone Dugu Yan, who had little experience of the world.

"Rest for now. I'll stay with you."

Holding Chen Feng, Dugu Yan sat down on the edge of the bed and gently rested his head on her lap.

Chen Feng did not object and relaxed his body completely.

He quietly reined in his Soul Power and adjusted his breathing, putting on an utterly exhausted appearance.

Dugu Yan looked down at his face and found that his eyes had already closed.

Chen Feng's brows were slightly furrowed, and his face remained pale.

"Are you asleep?"

Dugu Yan asked softly.

She received no response.

She reached out to smooth the creases between Chen Feng's brows, her touch astonishingly gentle.

A moment later, she raised her head and looked toward Ling Yuan Douluo.

She had noticed this beautiful woman long ago, but the urgency of the situation earlier had kept her from asking.

"Who might you be, big sister?"

Dugu Yan's pretty face was slightly flushed. Her arms still cradled Chen Feng, with no intention of letting go.

Ling Yuan Douluo sighed softly inwardly, but kept her expression calm as she said evenly, "I'm the young master's personal maid."

"A maid?"

Dugu Yan froze for a moment, her gaze lingering on Ling Yuan Douluo.

The woman before her had a deep, unfathomable aura and carried an air of authority that was difficult to conceal.

No matter how she looked at her, she did not seem like an ordinary maid.

Ling Yuan Douluo nodded lightly, her tone carrying just the right measure of concern.

"The young master has spent these past few days trying to find a way to cure your poison. He's had no appetite for food or tea, and even his cultivation has been held up considerably."

After turning it over in her mind, she had decided to lend His Highness the Holy Son a hand after all.

Since the act had already reached this point, they could not stop halfway.

At those words, Dugu Yan's eyes immediately filled with deep emotion.

So ever since they had parted at the Soul Fighting Arena, Chen Feng had been thinking about her troubles.

To help her suppress the toxins, he had even gone several days without eating properly.

No wonder he had seemed so weak after absorbing the toxins just now.

"He really couldn't even eat because of me?"

Dugu Yan looked down at Chen Feng, her voice so soft it was barely audible.

"Yes."

Ling Yuan Douluo spoke very naturally, without the slightest hesitation on her face.

Lying on Dugu Yan's lap, Chen Feng inwardly gave Ling Yuan Douluo a thumbs-up.

Once we get back to the manor, I'll have to reward her properly.

As for what the reward will be?

Hmm, I'll just let her sing two-word songs for another half hour.

At that thought, Chen Feng nearly laughed aloud. He could only hurriedly adjust his breathing and continue pretending to sleep.

Dugu Yan, however, noticed nothing amiss.

She raised a hand to stroke Chen Feng's hair, her gaze growing ever gentler.

Her face, originally pale from the toxins, now had a little more color.

"Don't worry. I'll definitely find a way to cure your underlying affliction completely. I won't let you keep suffering like this."

Chen Feng murmured softly with his eyes closed.

Dugu Yan hurriedly lowered her head, filled with emotion and heartache.

Even asleep, he's still thinking about curing my poison.

The room fell quiet, with only the rain outside the window continuing to sound.

Chen Feng rested motionlessly in Dugu Yan's embrace, pretending to be fast asleep.

Thinking he was sleeping soundly, Dugu Yan tightened her arms around him a little more.

Watching this scene, Ling Yuan Douluo was already quite certain.

Dugu Yan was not far from falling for him completely.

She, too, would soon become His Highness the Holy Son's woman.

His Highness the Holy Son is simply the bane of women. There's no resisting him.