Free Web NovelChapter 116: Chapter 116: Mu Tangfeng’s Turn for Treatment
Of the few people in the prison, Shi Lan understood the personalities of Jiang Xia and Mu Tangfeng the best.
Jiang Xia was simpler and more direct, while Mu Tangfeng was prone to saying one thing and meaning another.
She glanced at him. Mu Tangfeng feigned a casual response, but he was unaware that the corner of his mouth was curving up uncontrollably. This was a stark contrast to his usual self, who was prone to fits of temper at the slightest provocation. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm
Shi Lan had the mischievous urge to tease him, but Mu Tangfeng had indeed been waiting for a long time. Seeing as he was a patient, she decided against playing any jokes on him.
After all, whenever he couldn’t win an argument with her, he would storm off to sulk by himself. His spiritual power collapse value was currently the highest in the prison, and she didn’t want to actually trigger an episode.
"Come over to the food slot. We’ll start with the Basic Healing."
Shi Lan walked over to the food slot first. Mu Tangfeng feigned indifference for a few seconds before striding over as well.
He was still thinking of himself in his beast form and subconsciously lowered his head to get closer to the food slot. His head suddenly slammed into the protective door with a dull thud.
"Hiss..."
Mu Tangfeng frowned and rubbed his head. Shi Lan, standing at the door, hadn’t expected him to walk right into it and couldn’t stifle a grin. A bright smile lit up her eyes.
Mu Tangfeng shot her a glare, a mixture of annoyance and shame from the embarrassment. In his heart, he was so mad he didn’t even spare himself.
’How could I be so stupid?’
’Stupid door! Damn door! This blind thing is just in the way!’
He was scowling. Reading his expression, Shi Lan silently suppressed her smile, covering her mouth with her hand and clearing her throat.
Seeing that she had stopped laughing, Mu Tangfeng reluctantly extended his hand.
Shi Lan looked at him. "Shall I begin?"
This was the first time she would be treating him while he was conscious. Recalling how his spiritual power had gone berserk the last time Bai Rao had so much as touched him, Shi Lan felt a little unsure of herself.
Still remembering how Shi Lan had just laughed at him, Mu Tangfeng gave a cold nod.
Shi Lan stared at the hand before her. Its skin had a faint luster, clearly more delicate and smooth than anyone else’s. She slowly placed her own hand on top of it.
Instantly, she felt as though her fingertips had touched a piece of exquisite, expensive warm jade. The gentle, warm sensation made her want to linger.
Her hand trembled almost imperceptibly. After waiting a few seconds and seeing no unusual reaction from Mu Tangfeng, she took a deep breath and began the treatment in earnest.
With her current abilities, lowering it by 2% was a quick process.
Mu Tangfeng waited until she closed her eyes before lifting his own. The annoyance in his dark pupils was gone, replaced by a look of restrained fascination as he gazed at Shi Lan’s face.
His gaze drifted unconsciously to her full, pink lips, which were pressed together in concentration. His throat tightened, and he couldn’t help but lick his own lips.
However, Shi Lan’s treatment was too quick. Mu Tangfeng had only managed to steal a few glances before he noticed her eyelids begin to flutter.
He immediately turned his head away, his gaze fixing on a mirror to the side.
Even from the small angle in the mirror, he could still catch a glimpse of her face.
Shi Lan quickly opened her eyes. She sized up Mu Tangfeng, and upon confirming that he was calm, she let out a silent sigh of relief. "Check your collapse value," she said. "Is it at 50%?"
Shi Lan had originally thought she might be able to perform the Spiritual Connection in one go, but she wasn’t sure of Mu Tangfeng’s condition, so she stopped to observe him for a moment.
Besides, the Spiritual Connection took a very long time. Standing in one spot for two or three hours would be exhausting.
When Mu Tangfeng heard her call his name, he pretended he was just turning back to face her, then nodded and checked his stats.
"It’s at 50%."
"Good. Shall we proceed with the Spiritual Connection, then?"
Shi Lan had expected this answer. Her way of telling if his collapse value had reached 50% was by checking his limbs for any remaining green spots of poison. Their absence meant the rest of the Spiritual Poison was hidden solely within his spirit sea.
She collected her thoughts, and seeing that Mu Tangfeng didn’t object, she opened the cell door and walked right in.
"Find a suitable spot?" she asked, looking at him.
Mu Tangfeng led her directly to the second floor.
The second-floor spaces of the inmates’ cells were, in general, more private than the first.
This was the first time Shi Lan had seen what the second floor of Mu Tangfeng’s cell looked like.
It was both simple and complex at the same time.
It was simple in that the entire second-floor area was occupied by a single, massive bed—large enough for a dozen people to roll around on. It was complex because, compared to the spartan bedding of the others, Mu Tangfeng’s was clearly far more exquisite and comfortable.
His bed was covered by a royal blue silk quilt embroidered with gold thread. In the corner, a bright floor lamp stood beside the nightstand. On the nightstand itself sat a half-meter-tall, vintage blue vase. But where others might put flowers, he had filled his vase with his own molted feathers. Most were white, interspersed with his formerly vibrant, beautiful orange-yellow tail feathers. The arrangement looked like a brilliantly blooming camellia—noble and elegant.
The Bird of Paradise’s beast form was massive, so each of its molted feathers was quite long. The feathers on his clothes were likely trimmed, but most of the ones in the vase were over half a meter long, creating a beautifully staggered arrangement even within the tall vase.
’It’s actually quite beautiful,’ she thought. ’Very tasteful.’
The second floor of the room also carried a faint scent of jasmine. In such a comfortable environment, Shi Lan found herself easily relaxing.
So much so that she failed to notice the fragrance was the same as the perfume she had given him.
Mu Tangfeng, on the other hand, felt his pupils contract. He bit his lip nervously as he looked at the vase. He’d been using his feathers as a fragrance diffuser, putting a few drops of the perfume Lanlan had given him on them each time. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
That way, when he slept at night, it was as if he could feel Lanlan’s affection for him, allowing him to fall asleep with a sense of peace.
In a futile attempt to hide the evidence, he walked over, picked up the vase, and hastily hid it in the wardrobe downstairs. Then, he had Number Two activate the room’s ventilation system.
When he returned, Shi Lan looked at him, puzzled. "That was beautiful. Why did you take it away?"
The tips of Mu Tangfeng’s ears, peeking out from under his short, orange-yellow hair, burned hot. He licked his lips nervously. "Lanlan, are you talking about my feathers?"
Shi Lan nodded. "Mhm, the feathers are beautiful, and the vase is too. They suit this room perfectly."
All in all, it gave off a sense of high-class, understated luxury.
Mu Tangfeng’s fingers curled slightly. "This is nothing. I have much better things, but unfortunately, they’re all on the outside. I’ll show them to you in the future."
"Okay."
Shi Lan’s eyes lit up when she heard that. She was, after all, an ordinary person who appreciated beautiful things and money.
And Mu Tangfeng was clearly a refined person with a taste for the finer things in life.
Anything he called "good" was bound to be exceptional.
Looking at the hope and expectation in Shi Lan’s eyes, Mu Tangfeng wanted to share his private collection with her right then and there.
’My future wife deserves the best, of course,’ he thought. ’But right now, I clearly can’t offer her more.’
He couldn’t help but say, "It’s just a vase. If you like it, it’s yours."
