Chapter 125: Wavering Heart
Feng Jiao Xue too Mo Tianze to the inn and
shut the door with her foot as she stepped inside the inn’s room, cradling Mo Tianze tightly against her chest. The lantern light cast a warm glow across the wooden floor, illuminating the mess of papers, medicines, and towels she’d gathered in a rush.
She hesitated taking him to the space to help him heal there but she doesn’t know how his chaotic qi would react to a Spatial transfer.
He hadn’t stirred since collapsing or when she carried placed him on Yin Xiao. Said deer worriedly nuzzling Mo Tianze’s cheek, lying beside the bed.
She laid him gently on the futon, kneeling beside him as she pulled the blanket over his trembling form. His skin was clammy, drenched with sweat. Though his wounds had stopped bleeding, his breathing remained shallow, and a faint sheen of cold sweat continued to bead on his brow.
"Stupid" she whispered, brushing damp strands of silver-white hair from his forehead. "Why did you push yourself like this..."
In the back of her mind, doubts already took root about who Mo Tianze really is but the worry she held for the fox she kept by her side shadowed over the concern.
Mo Tianze’s face looked younger when he slept, gentler, almost boyish. But now, even in unconsciousness, his brow remained furrowed, as if he were in pain. His tail, usually flicking lazily or curled warmly around himself, lay limp at his side.
She touched his pulse.
Erratic. Too fast.
She extended her senses into his core, brushing past his defenses and winced.