Chapter 90: With Emotion and Without (First Update Seeking Votes)

  Murong Xingchen's clinic was still open, but there were many fewer patients. On a stormy snowy day like this, not a single person came.

  The houses built by Qi Bei have largely guaranteed the lives of the poor, and most people who came to see the doctor were frozen before, but now they are basically not frozen, so naturally there are fewer people.

  Zi Bei arrived at the medical hall in the wind and snow, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Murong Xingchen standing in front of the window on the second floor, staring at him.

  Qī Běi gave her a smile and suddenly appeared at the window on the second floor, knocking on the window.

  Murong Xingchen approached the window, and it opened by itself. Qi Bei jumped in with a gust of cold air.

  "Starlight, I haven't seen you for two days, I've missed you so much." Qi Bei said as soon as he came in, grabbing Mu Rong Starlight's small hand that was wearing a black glove.

  Murong Xingchen withdrew his hand and said calmly: "If you don't speak seriously, then please leave... jump out from here."

  Jump out?

  Ziqi couldn't help but burst out laughing, as if she had just heard something extremely funny.

  "What are you smiling at?" A hint of annoyance crept into Murong Xingchen's eyes.

  Zi Bei stopped laughing and bowed his head, gazing steadily at Murong Xingchen's beautiful eyes.

  Murong Xingchen's pupils suddenly contracted, as if scorched by Qi Bei's fiery gaze. Her wheelchair retreated a bit, her beautiful eyes moistening, wanting to dodge but seemingly stuck under Qi Bei's gaze.

  "Hehe, Xingchen, you're blushing, really blushing......" Qi Bei couldn't help but laugh again, as if he had discovered something earth-shattering.

  Murong Xingchen was enraged, a small magic of space distortion was released, and the big mouth that Qi Bei had just opened was instantly distorted by the power of space, the laughter that came out was also distorted by the space, like the sound of a tape recorder's magnetic head suddenly breaking.

  Qī Běi clutched her face with both hands, rubbed it hard, and her mouth returned to normal. This girl is indeed a genius; who would have thought that spatial magic could be used to prank people like this?

  "Murong Xingchen, you've enraged Grandfather." Qi Bei sneered and stepped forward, grabbing him.

  Murong Xingchen's figure flashed and he instantly moved out.

  "Can you still outrun the Buddha's palm?" Qi Bei made a swift sidestep and scooped up Murong Xingchen, who had just appeared, from his wheelchair.

  Murong Xingchen let out a cry of surprise and angrily said: "Let me go."

  "I won't let go." Zhi Bei said with a grin, as he hugged Murong Xingchen and headed towards the wheelchair.

  Just as Qi Bei's butt had just touched the wheelchair, the wheelchair suddenly retreated, and he fell to the ground with a thud.

  A burst of silvery, melodious laughter rose up, and Mu Rong Xing Chen couldn't help but laugh out loud, her beautiful eyes curving like a crescent moon.

  "You smiled......" Qi Bei hugged Mu Rong Xing Chen and sat up from the ground, staring at her blankly.

  Murong Xingchen's laughter came to an abrupt halt, she was somewhat startled, she had actually laughed out loud just now.

  "I didn't say you, keep laughing." Zhi Bei hastily said, only feeling that being able to make Mu Rong Xing Chen laugh was already his remarkable achievement.

  Murong Xingchen stared at Qi Bei, no longer smiling, but his beautiful eyes had welled up with tears.

  What's going on? Why are you crying again? Weren't you just happy a moment ago?

  Even if Ziqi had a century's worth of experience, he still thought he wasn't the same as before, but sometimes women's thoughts are really hard to understand.

  "Don't cry, Xingchen, it's my fault..." Qi Bei was a bit flustered, having made her cry on their first meeting. This time he had wanted to make her laugh, and she did smile, but somehow in the end she still ended up crying?

  Murong Xingchen didn't let her tears fall, but instead held them back again. She asked: "What's wrong with you?"

  "I... I shouldn't have made you laugh." Qi Bei replied with an innocent face.

  Murong Xingchen's small hand gently patted Qi Bei's chest, and her face, veiled by a mask, leaned against his chest like a kitten.

  Zi Bei's chest was very broad and thick, her steady heartbeat calmed her down and gave her a sense of security she had never felt before.

  There is someone who can make her cry and laugh, with a strong chest to lean on, this seems to be the scene that has appeared in her dreams before.

  "Speak up, what brings you to me?" After a long while, Murong Xingchen opened his closed eyes, as if he had just had a beautiful dream.

  "Can't you look for me if nothing's wrong?" Zhi Bei said with some guilt.

  Murong Xingchen sat up from Qi Bei's arms, her body swaying slightly before she settled back into her wheelchair. She didn't say a word, just stared at him.

  "Alright, I did want to ask for your help with something, but I also really wanted to see you."

  "It's said." Murong Xingchen replied calmly.

  Jian De Muroong Xingchen once again protected himself with a thick disguise, and Qi Bei felt a bit helpless.

  "I'd like to borrow a few of your green threads for a moment." said Qi Bei.

  Murong Xingchen was taken aback, reached out and pulled down his headscarf, revealing a cascade of silver hair.

  A sword sliced through space, a small bunch of silver hair fell from her head, she reached out to catch it, took out a bottle and handed it to Qi Bei.

  "If there's nothing else, you can go. I want to rest." Murong Xingchen said indifferently with his back to Qi Bei.

  Zi Bei opened his mouth, then closed it again, and with a flash of movement, he jumped out the window once more.

  As soon as he went out, the window slammed shut with a bang, and then the curtains were pulled up.

  Zhi Bei stood outside the small building, gazing at the window for a while before turning around and disappearing into the wind and snow.

  Just as he turned around, a corner of the curtain was lifted, and a pair of starry eyes gazed at his back, for a long, long time...

  When Ziqi returned to the City Master's Mansion, he found that Yanling, Feng Ru and Piaoxue, three spirit girls, had also arrived.

  "I heard you're going to raid the Dragon City, take us with you." said Yan Lingdao.

  "You'd better stay and take care of Xing Zhuang, she can't leave you." said Qi Bei.

  "Alright, like the wind and drifting snow, I'll leave with you." Yun Ling said stubbornly.

  Zhi Bei thought for a moment and nodded in agreement.

  "Lei Meng said you just went to find Xing Zhu for help, what kind of help?" asked Rufeng.

  Zi Bei took out the bottle given by Murong Xingchen. The bottle was transparent and you could see a strand of silver hair inside.

  Is this... the Star Master's hair?

  The three elf girls' faces all turned somewhat strange.

  "The hair of your star master is extremely toxic, I'll mix it with water to make a poisonous liquid and pour it on the beastman army's supply of grain." Qi Bei said with a sinister smile, that way, not only will their supplies be destroyed, but if they ingest it, he can easily annihilate this entire army without exerting any effort.

  "Good idea... but you know what it means for a fairy woman to cut her hair and give it to a man?" Smoke Spirit said.

  "What? What?" asked Qi Bei.

  "She represents that she has given her soul to this man. Even among the elves, where love is rare, it's uncommon for an elven woman to give a token of her affection to her lover." Smoke Spirit said word by word.

  Zi Bei was stunned like a wooden chicken. When he came to his senses, he quickly put the bottle containing Murong Xingchen's hair into the spatial ring.

  Well, poisoning, what poison is hard to find? Why waste good material on a small use? He made up his mind, this beautiful hair he wants to keep for the rest of his life.

  (By the way, did you guys vote today?)

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