Alluring His Wife: The Evil King's Fifth Consort Chapter 567

Wei Yuanwei came over to wipe Mu Jin's face. Seeing his calm face, he looked like a child, very calm and peaceful, as if he had just fallen asleep.

She was really afraid that Mu Jin would continue to sleep like this. Every night, when she slept beside him, she could feel his warmth and the sound of his heartbeat.

And it was only at that time that she knew how much she needed Mu Jin, and how much she relied on him.

"Miss Wei, quickly go take a look, that … Feng Yin has awakened! " Doctor Yan hurriedly walked in and said to Wei Yuanwei.

Wei Yuanwei immediately put down the towel in her hand and followed Doctor Yan to Feng Yin's room.

Feng Yin woke up the next day, but he was obviously agitated by the scene of that day. He was crying and shouting, and coupled with his martial arts skills, no one could stop him for a while.

Even if it was Wei Yuanwei, Feng Yin didn't recognize him at all.

In the end, the Doctor Yan had no choice but to use medicine to make Feng Yin fall asleep, and then give him acupuncture, hoping that it would be of some help to his condition.

When Wei Yuanwei walked into the room, Tang Yu was waiting in front of Feng Yin's bed. Maybe a few days ago, acupuncture was effective on Feng Yin, but now, he was just hugging his head and curling up in a corner of the bed, looking at everyone in the room with fear.

"Feng Yin, it's me, I'm Wei Yuanwei!" Wei Yuanwei attempted to approach Feng Yin, but Feng Yin looked at Wei Yuanwei with a strange gaze.

Wei Yuanwei's heart tensed up. If this evil Feng Yin woke up, then none of them would be his match.

"Have you forgotten me? I often make you something nice to eat, and I even tell you stories? " Wei Yuanwei tried to recall Feng Yin's memories.

Finally, there was a change in Feng Yin's gaze, which changed from a living to a lost one. Only after hesitating for a long while did he call out Wei Yuanwei's name. "Wei Yuanwei?"

"Yes, I am Wei Yuanwei!" Wei Yuanwei immediately nodded.

Then, Feng Yin's black eyes flashed like a startled deer, he pounced on Wei Yuanwei's body, and said with a choked voice: "Wei Yuanwei, Wei Yuanwei … …."

Feng Yin shouted at Wei Yuanwei many times, but Wei Yuanwei still continued to pat Feng Yin's back, and comforted him: "It's okay, what you saw was just a dream, it's all fake!"

When he mentioned that dream, Feng Yin's body couldn't help but s.h.i.+ver, and then he looked at Wei Yuanwei: "Is that really a dream?"

"Yes, it's a dream. Don't mind him!" Wei Yuanwei nodded.

The stimulation from that memory on the Wind Cry was too strong and too profound. No matter how old he was, that shadow would accompany him for the rest of his life.

"But that dream was so real …" Feng Yin recalled, and finally said, "That was not a dream, but real!"

"My family was very poor, my father's mother doted on me very much, I had a sister, but the one they loved the most was me, but then my mother gave birth to a little brother for me, my father, my mother didn't care about me, and then my family broke down, so my father sold me to someone else, and I cried and begged him not to sell me, but my father said, I'm not his biological son, I was picked up by him …" The more Feng Yin spoke, the more moist his eyes became.

As Wei Yuanwei heard Feng Yin say this, his heart clenched even more fiercely. "That is something that happened when we were young, don't mind it anymore, you have us now, and your little brother!"

He shook his head and said with great resistance: "I don't want my younger brother, I don't want my younger brother. If my younger brother was not born, my family wouldn't be so poor, and my father wouldn't sell me out …"

Tears slowly flowed down from Feng Yin's eyes. That sort of soundless pain made Wei Yuanwei feel extremely uncomfortable.

"At the beginning, I really liked my brother, I really liked both my brother and sister, I especially liked eating dried sweet potatoes when I was young, and my sister also loved eating dried potatoes. But my mother only gave me food, so I was afraid that my mother would be angry and give it to my sister secretly, but after my brother was born, my parents s.h.i.+fted all their attention to my brother, I didn't care about that, I also wanted to work hard to make my brother eat more, to let him grow up, however …" "Why do I have to work so hard and be so obedient? Why do my parents still want to sell me out?" The more Feng Yin spoke, the more uncomfortable his face became. Sparkling tears fell from his cheeks like beads with their strings cut off.

"Feng Yin, this little brother is different. He will take good care of you and accompany you. In the future, the three of us will live together and not make you suffer. He will make you eat delicious food every day!" Wei Yuanwei sniffed.

It seemed that Feng Yin's childhood was truly unfortunate. When he was sent out of the palace, logically speaking, the Emperor should have arranged for good people to look after him. At the very least, they would let him live without worries for the rest of his life.

The family wanted a son, so they carried Feng Yin back, but the family was not willing to give up. They still wanted a son, and in the end, they gave birth to a daughter, and when they gave birth to a son, the family could no longer turn the tables and naturally sold Feng Yin, who was not related by blood.

However, Feng Yin continued to look at Wei Yuanwei with disbelief: "Is the little brother you're talking about the one I picked up? However... He obviously fought over you with me! "

From Feng Yin's words, it seemed that he carried a trace of hostility towards Mu Jin.

"That's because I'm his wife. Besides this, he won't fight over anything with you. He'll let you win!" Even the throne.

Wei Yuanwei looked at Feng Yin and said the last sentence in his heart.

"But I obviously got to know you first? Why did you become his wife, and why did they want to sell me when I was clearly my parents' first child? I could eat less, do more work, and not even sleep to make money, but why would they sell me? "He even sold me to such a terrifying place …" As Feng Yin spoke, his eyes began to fill with fear, and he began to cover his head with his hands.

It was as if he did not want to recall the days at training camp.

Wei Yuanwei immediately comforted Feng Yin: "Feng Yin, don't think about it anymore, let's think about the beautiful things, think about the fairytale I told you, when Mu Jin wakes up, we will go anywhere together, the three of us will live together, whatever you want to eat, I will do it, whatever you want to play with, Mu Jin will accompany you … …"