Realizing what he was thinking about, Feng Yexuan felt a sudden jolt in his heart.
He immediately withdrew his presumptuous gaze.
Just now, he had almost stripped her bare with his eyes.
When had he become so unrestrained?
It must have been an illusion.
"This herb is called Purple Fragrant Orchid," he said, changing the subject to keep his mind from wandering.
Purple Fragrant Orchid... so it's not lavender. No wonder there's little mention of it in the history books.
Chu Qianli glanced back at him, "It has a pleasant name... cough!"
She furrowed her brows, her face pale.
Feng Yexuan quickly stepped forward, grabbed his robe, and wrapped it around half of her body.
"Cold?"
"Not cold? I just spoke too quickly!"
The worst part was that her shoulder blade was injured. That cough had unexpectedly caused her pain in the injured area.
It hurt like hell.
But his chest, it was really warm.
She almost couldn't resist leaning into him.