. However, after this poison is cured, she will also be afraid of the cold and feel cold. Let her take care of herself.” I handed out the small medicine bottle Mu Wanchen gave me.The senior brother to...There isn't much time left.

I know he's worried, he's constantly concerned that the communal people in the Wuzhishan City will suffer a catastrophic disaster.

Things are too complicated, I feel like my energy isn't enough, and my Lord at home is still giving me the cold shoulder every day, clearly unhappy.

Mu Wanchen is temporarily staying in the guest room on the second floor. It's estimated that before he recovers from his injuries, Jiang Qiyun will remain so cold and unwilling to speak much.

I tried to coax him, but it didn't work at all.

Jiang Qiyun has lived for so many years, how could he not know my little thoughts.

To be honest, he'd rather me coax him than the other way around. Otherwise, anything I do would be pointless.

"Qiyun, my Emperor, please don't be angry... Okay My brain is mush, I can't even think straight. You could at least pretend to help, but you just keep giving me that cold face! I'm under so much pressure!" I pleaded helplessly.

He sat on the windowsill without answering me.

I resolutely moved over and held his face, giving him a kiss. He didn't refuse, instead raising the corners of his lips into a faint smile: "That depends on your performance..."

As long as he doesn't mind, I can express myself however I want. It's just... he likes it when I call him "husband" and when I take the initiative a little more.

As a matter of fact, I still can't escape his palm. How could he possibly be satisfied so easily

This evening's experience was simply...unspeakable!

Sin, sin...

The next morning, several parts of my body were red and swollen, it was painful even to touch.

He rarely stayed up so late, but tonight he whispered to me at my bedside.

"...That yin disparity treasure has been eyeing the woman surnamed Xu. She's still in quarantine, and the ghost messenger can't get in. Someone has already set up a barrier." Jiang Qiyun said in a low voice.

"It must be that demon princess Zhu Weiti, who has you spoiling her so much!"

"Four hundred years, there are twenty or so years left. Maybe she's reached her limit, huh..." Jiang Qiyun shook his head self-deprecatingly.

What is she going to do

I don't know.

"...I suspect that what happened to Mu Wanchen is also related to the Ghost Princess."

"Huh Come on, tell me." Jiang Qiyun lazily lifted my hair, twirling it around his finger.

With so many ghosts under her command, there must be a place for them to hide, right The Mi River basin is the biggest one. Mu Wanchen said when he arrived, he found that many people in that small village were dead and resurrected... I guess it wasn't resurrection, but possession by ghosts... Corpses wouldn't have such a good brain to understand orders! That short-haired woman took this group of people out of the gate.

“A woman with short hair…” Jiang Qiyun frowned.

Who could it be

I rack my brains, but I can't figure out who it is.

"Look at you, a little compassion, and as a result, you gave her the opportunity to cause chaos." I reached out and tapped Jiang Qiyun's forehead: "Letting your kindness get in the way."

He gave a cold smile: "Merit is merit, demerit is demerit... I show her compassion because she has merit, and fate has brought us together. The outcome depends on her own choices. If she dies tragically, I imagine her resentment will never be dispelled."

He got dressed, and I propped myself up and complained, "You're really pushing it. Making a mess like this, how am I supposed to get dressed... Are you going to the Imperial Court"

"Or else A position requires someone to fill it, you can't leave it vacant for too long."

"Then you're still so...so...ungrateful!"

Jiang Qiyun lightly chuckled twice and leaned down to my face.

He pressed his cool lips against my corner of the mouth, rubbing gently: “I also don't want to be apart from you, especially after making love... But we can’t really drown in the soft embrace. Remember, later on I will make up for the lack of company.”

I stared at him blankly, who was coaxing whom...

The red marks on my body, boldly displayed in the bathroom mirror, declared ownership. That seductive atmosphere couldn't be washed away even by a bath.

He's practically devouring me, wanting me to deliver myself right into his mouth. Every which way, inside and out, it's so humiliating!

My brother reminded me as I left, "Be careful going up the stairs."

I glared at him, exasperated. Did he have to be so perceptive

He sneered, "I haven't seen you walk like this for ages. Well well, looks like you've really gotten him to do what you want, huh"

"...Don't laugh at me, you'll have this day too, sooner or later."

After the ritual, my brother's spirit looked much better. Qingyuan Daochang is truly a great master. Lin Yanhuan had him perform a ritual to set up a protective barrier before, and it was indeed effective. His skill is profound.

Many ordinary people also seek out Taoist priests to perform star-averting rituals, but most Taoist priests have average abilities and the effects are minimal.

In the courtyard, grandma was pushing two babies out to get some sun. Mu Wanchen that fellow had actually gotten out of bed already. He was hanging onto one arm and standing by the stroller.

His face, wrapped in white gauze, was a little terrifying, but his eyes...

I don't know how to describe this look.

Kindness, gentleness

No, no, it's not enough to describe.

That was a piety tinged with melancholy.

Worship this newborn life filled with boundless hope.

I didn't expect him to like children so much... He did before, too. He even risked asking Jiang Qiyun for mercy and saved a few children from the Corpse Refining Village.

Even if Jiang Qiyun said so, these souls were born with lust and resentment. One couldn't expect them to be kind and return to the righteous path.

But he also persisted in pleading for leniency.

He couldn't bear the sight of a young life fading away.

I walked up to him and whispered, "Do you like children ... Maybe you and your wife will have a few more in the future."

He was taken aback, the gentleness in his eyes vanishing quickly.

"...Whether or not the Fēnggǔ recognizes its master remains unknown. Taking this huge risk, one can only find out if they try it. If she can't bear it either—"

I am speechless, indeed, who dares to guarantee 100%

"The optimistic point of view... I'm a cautionary tale, just look at me." I pointed to myself.

My brother, munching on a steamed bun, chimed in: "Yeah, you should think about how to make your wife *desire* you so much she's both willing and unable to resist. To make up for the fact that she gave herself to you... Look at my brother-in-law now, he'd love nothing more than to have Xiao Qiao constantly in his mouth."

This was a joke, but I'm feeling guilty. Last night Jiang Qiyun really almost ate me up.

My brother continued to complain: "You guys, with your gods and great wizards, are all technically incompetent. You only know how to charge headfirst, thinking you're invincible because of your physical strength! Mu Wanchen, just watch my one hard drive of tutorials, don't even say it's a brotherhood thing."

"...He's nursing a wound, you don't want to make him bloodrush his brain and have the stitches burst open." I gritted my teeth under my breath.

My brother had a wicked grin on his face.

Someone in the shop weakly called out, "Is Lord Mu here..."

My brother turned around and asked, "Who are you"

"Master, it's me... My family calls me Achi..."

My brother patted his forehead: "Oh oh, sorry, as a bystander I don't remember very well. You're the one running the black and white company, right"

"Black-and-white company... that's a euphemism, they're in the funeral business. Most of our family deals with the dead."d ulterior motives towards Mr. Ou, who was ridiculously popular. I couldn't withstand the onslaught of fangirls.Teacher Ou didn't try to keep me. She pushed up her glasses and reminded me coldly, “Rem...