rt. This toxin not only affects blood but also erodes bones and organs. However, the specific amount of toxin needed to cause problems remains unconfirmed."Fu Lingxiao picked up the report and scanned...About a month ago.

After He Chao answered, he suddenly realized, "Mr. Fu, you already know"

Fu Lingxiao's handsome brows furrowed, his eyes darkened, and even his voice dropped to a low and cold tone. "A month ago, the toxin in the blood was 65%."

That is to say, in just half a month, the toxin content in the blood increased by five percent!

"How did it increase so quickly..."

It's frighteningly fast.

He Chao's expression grew increasingly grave. "I consulted our hospital's blood specialists and virologist Wan Wenbo to help analyze the situation, but there has been no progress so far. What about Mr. Fu"

Fu Lingxiao didn't give him a definite answer, only saying: "As long as I'm here, Mu Xing will be fine. You just need to keep it absolutely secret, including from Mu Xing."

"I know."

He bowed deeply to her, "Sister, please trouble Mr. Fu."

"Don't worry." The two words, "Don't worry," came out of Fu Lingxiao's mouth with great weight.

He Chaozhao stood outside the door, watching the man's tall and steady back. The worry in his heart gradually dissipated. He was Fu Lingxiao, the Lord of the Imperial City, the Emperor Fu. His promise would certainly be kept.

Fu Lingxiao returned to Mu Xing's room, lay down beside her, flipped the little ball of a person over, pressed a kiss on her brow, hugged her into his arms, pressed his cheek against her hair, and closed his eyes...

The night was deep.

Mu Xing woke up in a warm embrace. The room was quiet, and she could clearly hear the man's even breathing and the steady, powerful heartbeat under her pressed chest.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

So clear, yet it gave her a sense of unreality.

She gently reached out her hand and caressed the man's face, from his deep-set eyes to his high nose bridge. Her fingertips traced the sharp angles of his features, and a warm breath suddenly brushed against her palm. A low, husky voice arose:

"Awake."

A voice, overly gentle, undulating like a dream within the darkness.

Mu Xing's fingertips suddenly froze, afraid to move even an inch, fearing that a touch would shatter the fragile dream. After waking up, her little uncle would chase her away again.

Suddenly, the soft body in his arms stiffened. Fu Lingxiao caught the little hand that was poking at his nose and placed it by his lips for a gentle kiss. His voice was soft, "What's wrong, baby"

A sudden pounce followed the silent stillness.

The little one in his arms suddenly flipped, pinning him down and holding his face, gnawing at it chaotically.

Tears streamed down her face, hot drops falling onto his cheek.

Fu Lingxiao's heart skipped a beat, he raised his hand to caress her small face, his fingertips soothingly tracing her eyes, "Don't cry, it's my fault, do whatever you want to punish me."

The girl ignored him, continuously gnawing and sucking on his forehead, cheeks, nose, and thin lips, again and again, as if trying to imprint her unique mark on him.

Fu Lingxiao's strong arms held her petite body tightly, savoring the moment until she kissed him to exhaustion, softly collapsing on him, clutching his shirt and calling him, "Little Uncle..."

He gently stroked her thin back, "Baby, I'm here."

Mu Xing raised her head to look at the man's blurred outline, her soft voice slightly nasal, "Little uncle, I'm still a little scared. Can you tell me, I'm not dreaming right now, and you won't abandon me."

Fu Lingxiao gently pulled the little one up.

In the darkness, gazing into her tear-filled eyes, his thin lips gently pressed against hers. Every word he spoke was a kiss, "It's not a dream, I won't abandon you, Fu Lingxiao will never abandon Mu Xing, hear me clearly"

"En!"

Mu Xing buried her face in the man's neck, "Mu Xing will never leave Uncle."

The man smirked, holding her tightly for a long moment. Feeling the little girl's emotions settle completely, he leaned his head and whispered softly, "Shall we get up for some food"

It's already late at night, the little girl slept soundly until now, she must be hungry by now.

"Okay."

Upon hearing the little girl's answer, Fu Lingxiao reached out and turned on the light, holding her up to wash and brush her teeth downstairs.

Wu Guantao was dozing off in the living room, when he heard footsteps and instantly woke up.

Seeing his young master carrying someone down, the worry clouds that had been on his face for days finally dissipated. He got up and greeted them with a beaming smile: "Young Master, Xiaomu Xing."

"Uncle Wu, get ready to eat."

"Always been ready!"

Before Jiang Huaiyang went to sleep, he had just finished preparing the meal and put it in the smart cabinet for warming. It was so that they could eat whenever they wanted.

Wu Guantao brought the dishes to the table and served rice.

He hasn't slept soundly these past few days, worrying so much that he's visibly thinner. Fu Lingxiao took the meal and looked at him, saying, "Uncle Wu, go rest."

Now that the young master and Xiaomuxing have made up and are eating well again, Wu the butler feels relieved. He thinks it's not right for him to just be a light bulb here, so he leaves as requested.

Fu Lingxiao fed Mu Xing, but he found that she was absent-minded. He frowned slightly, "What's wrong"

Mu Xing looked up at the man and stammered, "Uncle Xia, where's Brother Chao..."

The little one, even when eating, still worried about He Chao.

Fu Lingxiao's eyes flashed a hint of coldness. Even though he knew their relationship was merely that of siblings, his heart still felt extremely uncomfortable. He raised his hand, pinched her delicate chin, and warned, "Don't care about He Chao!"

His baby, his eyes and heart can only have him!

That night, the man's eyes were gloomy, and his whole body exuded a murderous aura. Mu Xing remembered it vividly. She didn't dare to provoke him anymore, biting her lip and swallowing all her worries.

Fu Lingxiao was stung by her careful and submissive expression.

The little thing is afraid of him.

She was finally afraid of him.

His natural dominance made him accustomed to the obedience and compliance of others, yet he didn't want to see this from her. He liked her old self, the one who would playfully prance up to him, demanding attention and acting petulant.

He let go of her hand, his voice soft with a hint of compromise. “Ge Chao is fine, he went home this morning already.”

To reassure her, he added, "If you don't believe me, call him after dinner."

"Of course I believe in my uncle!"

The little girl said without hesitation. Fu Lingxiao felt her unwavering trust, and the wrinkles on his heart smoothed out a bit. He lowered his head and looked at her, "Can you now eat with peace of mind"

Mu Xing was still not at ease and hesitantly asked, "I lied to my little uncle, is my little uncle really not angry with me"

Of course angry.

The man's expression was very serious, Mu Xing instantly felt tense, just about to explain herself well to him, but the man opened his mouth again, "But I'm not angry that you lied to me, but that you hid everything from me."

Mu Xing's beautiful eyebrows were tightly knit, her eyes filled with surprise and worry as she looked at him, "Little uncle, you know..."has reopened and it hurts so much."Mu Xing knew she should leave immediately, go far away, but when she heard her little uncle say he was in pain, she couldn't help but soften her heart a bit.She secr...