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Speaking of Feng Zetian, Feng Liangbi's face turned even more unsightly, but thinking of Wen Jian's injury and his previous advice to her, her expression softened slightly, "Wen Jian, you have injuries; go back and rest first. As for Feng Zetian thinking he can crush this General, that is wishful thinking."
"General, one must not be careless in any matter," Wen Jian reminded.
"Rest assured, this General will be prepared to counterattack," she replied.
Hearing this, Wen Jian's brows finally relaxed.
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Xiao Ruo felt her body shaking and suddenly opened her eyes, crashing into a pair of deep, dark pupils.
She blinked in confusion, "Brother Fu?"
As she spoke, she realized her throat was incredibly dry and aching, a sign that she must really be ill.
"Awake?" His large hand reached for her forehead, relieved to feel her temperature had returned to normal.
Luckily, this girl had a strong constitution; despite a severe fever, she managed to cool down after just one sleep.