Whitewash that High Priest [System]

After digesting all the images played by the system to him, Ji Feng tentatively opened his eyes. The light in the tent was too bright for him, which made his slightly dry eyes feel a little stinging.

Ji Feng tilted his head, closed his eyes for a while, and then opened them again.

Yun Shan deliberately lowered his voice to his ears, as if he was afraid that the volume would scare him too much, but it was not difficult for people to notice the surprise and relief in his tone, "Master Feng!"

Ji Feng licked his chapped lips, and looked up at Yun Shan who was sitting cross-legged beside his bed.His complexion was still extremely pale, and the fundus of his eyes was also a little black and blue from exhaustion, but his eyes were brighter than before he fell asleep, obviously his body had recovered a lot.

Before Ji Feng could speak, Yun Shan understood what he meant.Yun Shan helped Ji Feng up and sat on the head of the bed, picked up the bamboo cup that was always on hand and handed it to Ji Feng's lips.

Ji Feng took two sips from his hand, the water temperature was moderate, neither cold nor hot, obviously it was changed every once in a while.

"Thank you." Ji Feng breathed a sigh of relief, his voice was still a little hoarse, but it sounded much better than before he fell asleep.

He raised his hand and rubbed his temples, trying to wake up his still a little confused brain, but suddenly another voice came from his ear, which was deeper and more powerful than Yunshan, but he also lowered the volume thoughtfully, "Master Feng."

It was the voice of the patriarch Yun Tian, ​​and Ji Feng recognized it instantly.

Ji Feng suddenly opened his eyes, widened his eyes and looked at the person who shouldn't be here, his black pupils were full of shock and disbelief, obviously he was surprised or even frightened by Yun Tian's existence.

Yun Tian had been at the other end of the tent before, and came over only after hearing Yun Shan's voice. Therefore, Ji Feng, whose sight was blocked by Yun Shan, didn't see him at first.

"Clan... Patriarch?!" Ji Feng's body trembled for a moment. Although it was only for a moment, he was still noticed by the two people beside the bed, and also noticed the stiffened body of their priest.

"Yunshan?" Ji Feng shifted his gaze to Yunshan, who lowered his head and said nothing, with a little undetectable panic and bewilderment in his voice, he raised his hand and groped for the two pieces of animal skin beside him, as if wanting to He used them to cover his face and hair, but in the end he just held them in his hands without taking any action.

He clearly knew that it was already too late, as early as when he was still in a coma, Patriarch Yuntian must have clearly seen everything he wanted to cover up.

"It's all my fault, Lord Feng." Yun Shan said in a hoarse voice, with his head lowered, his chin almost touching his chest, "I... I forgot to fasten the door curtain, and Lan Lan saw it, I...you hit me, I...I..."

Seeing that Ji Feng was just looking at him fixedly, with shock, panic, and a little bewilderment in his eyes, but no blame or resentment, Yun Shan felt even more sorry. He raised his hand and wanted to slap him again. He came down and slapped himself a few times, but Ji Feng quickly stopped him.

His bodyguards are good everywhere, they just like to punish themselves, which makes Ji Feng helpless.

"Forget it, I don't blame you for this matter, if it wasn't for me at that time... you wouldn't have forgotten it." Ji Feng pursed his lips, turned to look at Patriarch Yuntian who had been silent all this time, "Patriarch, don't blame me either. Ah Shan, I didn't let him say it, he was just following my order."

"Master Feng..." Yun Shan felt even more guilty when he heard Ji Feng say that, he called him dumbly, then closed his mouth and clenched his teeth, unable to say anything.

Patriarch Yuntian shook his head, heaved a long sigh, raised his hand and rubbed Jifeng's head, as if Jifeng was still a child, but the dull touch in his palm made Yuntian's heart throb and hurt, his eyes Then there was a trace of self-blame and regret.

"It would be great if I found out about this earlier." Patriarch Yuntian pulled up the animal skin quilt that had slipped on the bed, and wrapped it around Ji Feng's body, "Master Feng, don't hide anything from me in the future. "

Ji Feng lowered his head, but there was no answer.

Patriarch Yuntian watched Master Feng grow up from a young age, he is very clear about Master Feng's temperament, no matter how easy-going he looks on the outside, he is still very stubborn in his heart, as long as it is something he believes, even a nine-headed cow Can't pull it back.

He always regarded Ji Feng as his other child, but when the other party needed him the most, he didn't believe him, and even watched him coldly surrounded by the sarcastic remarks of his tribe.

This made Yuntian feel very uncomfortable, but the past has passed, and now he can't say any assumptions that if time can be reversed, he can only promise from the bottom of his heart that no matter what happens in the future, he will not be let go by the words of the outside world. Be deceived by the other party's disguise.

"Master Feng..." Another soft call sounded in Ji Feng's ear, but it wasn't anyone from Yun Shan and Yun Tian, ​​but a girl's unique crisp voice.

Ji Feng looked up and saw Yun Lan's figure as expected.

Yun Lan was standing beside the bed with a bowl of steaming soup. After watching Ji Feng for a while, she lowered her head, handed the bamboo bowl in her hand to Yun Tian, ​​and said in a low voice: " sorry……"

Ji Feng knew that Yunlan's sorry didn't refer to the scene where she accidentally saw his real condition, but because of her indifferent and even harsh attitude towards the original owner before that.

Ji Feng chuckled, slightly raised the corners of his lips to comfort the depressed girl: "Alan, you did nothing wrong, you can't be blamed for this."

Yun Lan shook her head, but said nothing.From Ji Feng's perspective, he could only see the other party's tightly pursed lips and delicate brows wrinkled together.

Ji Feng wanted to say something, but Yun Tian took a step ahead, "Ashan, take Alan back first, I have something to talk to Master Feng about."

Yun Shan looked at his father with some doubts, but saw the irrefutable toughness in the other party's eyes. He swallowed his proposal to stay, and then glanced at Ji Feng, seeing him pointing at him. Nodding, he didn't hesitate anymore, stood up and pulled Yunlan, left the high priest's tent, and pulled the curtain tightly behind him.

The tent fell into silence for a while, Yun Tian handed the bamboo bowl containing hot soup to Ji Feng, and said softly, "Master Feng, drink it while it's hot."

Ji Feng obediently took it, and slowly finished the bowl of soup. Even though it was just a bowl of soup, it still made his empty stomach feel a little satisfied.

Ji Feng licked his lips, just put down the bowl in his hand, and when he was about to ask Yun Tian what he wanted to say to him, he felt warm in his body, as if some unknown power was wandering around his body, Made him want to moan out loud.