At this moment, Mo Qingli’s head was currently hovering above Feng Chenling’s left shoulder, the two bloody teeth that were unique solely to jiangshi ferociously biting onto his neck, greedily sucking Feng Chenling’s blood. Furthermore, the blood that she didn’t manage to suck up in time instead cascaded down the natural curve of Feng Chenling’s unblemished neck…
With the nourishment from the blood, Mo Qingli’s consciousness gradually returned. After a little while, her body’s magic power had already replenished. However, Mo Qingli couldn’t be bothered to release Feng Chenling, because his blood was simply too delicious. In all of Mo Qingli’s tens of thousands of years of cultivation, she had never sucked in such pure blood.
By the time Mo Qingli finally released Feng Chenling, one hour had already gone by.
In an abnormally satisfied manner, Mo Qingli licked of the remaining traces of blood from the corner of the mouth, gently placing the now fainted Feng Chenling on the bed. She did a simple inspection on Feng Chenling’s current circumstances;there was nothing of concern, only that he had suffered from excessive blood loss.
Seeing that her own magic power had unexpectedly seemed to have slightly increased, Mo Qingli looked towards Feng Chenling on the bed, looking thoughtful.
By the time Feng Chenling woke up from his unconscious state, it had already become midday. His entire body powerless from exhaustion, Feng Chenling uncomfortably moved his body.
“Awake?”
That indifferent tone immediately woke up Feng Chenling’s entire body. With some difficulty, he supported his extremely stiff body, shifting backwards on the bed, a terrified glance directed towards Mo Qingli.
Mo Qingli looked at the fear on that pale face, the corner of her mouth twitching upwards. It was this kind of expression that was correct!
“Yue Yao!¹”
The door was gently pushed open, Yue Yao walking inside. “Princess, what is your command?”
“Have the cook prepare some blood-replenishing decoction, and send it here as quickly as possible.” Since Feng Chenling had now become her “food”, then it was important for his body to be properly nourished. That way, her blood supply would be limitless.
“Yes!”
Yue Yao retreated outside. Just when she was about to close to door, she accidently shot a glance at the currently bedridden Feng Chenling; he resembled a frightened rabbit, his head burrowed deeply into his bent legs. Seeing this, she couldn’t help but deeply sigh; the princess’s cravings, as before, were enough to make anybody alarmed. With one glance towards the fourth advisor’s trembling shoulders one could tell, that yesterday night he had suffered countless torments.
Mo Qingli sat on the bed, facing Feng Chenling, who was huddled in the corner, her fingers brushing over the area on the neck where she had bit him. In that area there only remained two faint bite marks, an astonishing recovery rate, although technically they would never disappear. “Do you know what exactly just happened earlier?”
Feng Chenling, at the moment when Mo Qingli’s fingers brushed against his neck, moved his entire body as if he’d been shocked. Raising his eyes, he looked at the face now extremely close to him; she didn’t have the enchanting features of a peerless beauty, nor did she have a particular captivating body. What she did have was only that indifferent expression; even if the seas and mountains were to collapse in front of her face, that indifferent expression would still remain.
A faint pain still remained behind on his neck. She, had seemingly bitten him? Feng Chenling could still feel the feeling of his blood being sucked away, as well as trailing down his neck. That movement, which was obviously her sucking away his blood, made him feel a great deal of confusion; after a while, he could only force out a few words. “I… I don’t know.”
“Heh…” Mo Qingli laughed softly, returning her gaze to Feng Chenling; he really was a beautiful specimen. Inside his clear and limpid eyes was a hint of cowardice, that made it hard for people to resist the urge to make a move on him.
Confronted with this remarkable beauty, Mo Qingli couldn’t help but advance forwards, raising her arm to caress Feng Chenling’s cheek, with some degree of teasing saying: “Do you really not know? Your flavour… it really isn’t bad.”
Having finished speaking, she pulled open the bedclothes that covered Feng Chenling’s chest, pulling them off onto the bed.
¹She actually says ‘来人’ in the original text, but I can’t think of an English counterpart to that. “Come person” just doesn’t have that flair to it, you know?