Wan Qingyun, who was often tricked, had an exceptionally clear mind this time.
She suspiciously asked, "Junyi, you, you're not trying to trick me, are you?"
"How... could that... be..." Jiang Junyi still spoke weakly.
He truly could barely move; just lifting his hand was incredibly difficult.
Strictly speaking, Jiang Junyi didn't lie to her; he truly had the "want to kiss Qingyun" sickness.
"Then I'll stay here... you... do it yourself..." Wan Qingyun's small face flushed slightly.
Asking for a kiss proactively... was quite embarrassing...
Upon hearing this, Jiang Junyi exerted all his strength and slowly propped himself up.
He roared internally, 'Qingyun initiating a kiss! How could I say no!'
"Thud!"
Jiang Junyi lay back down on the bed; he truly couldn't move.
In Wan Qingyun's vague perception, Jiang Junyi did indeed move, but then lay back down.
It seemed he was truly... ill.
If it were like before, Jiang Junyi would have "whooshed" up, scooped her up, and kissed her.
Wan Qingyun leaned a little closer, gently caressing Jiang Junyi's cheek with one hand, and smoothing her hair by her ear with the other, slowly leaning down: "You... you don't move, okay...?"
Jiang Junyi's eyes showed a hint of excitement; this angle, this posture, it seemed like a first!!
He watched Wan Qingyun's delicate, serene face slowly lower, her rosy, full cherry lips looking luscious.
"Thump!" "Thump!"
His heart was pounding.
Jiang Junyi couldn't help but close his eyes.
Two seconds later, a softness covered his lips, and a hint of sweet fragrance flowed between their lips.
Gradually, a force called love surged within his body, driving him to cup Wan Qingyun's cheeks.
After a long while, their lips parted.
"Is... is that good...?" Wan Qingyun asked softly, her face flushed with shyness.
Her orchid-like breath brushed against Jiang Junyi's face, making him lose control.
"Kiss me again~"
"Ah? Ag... again...?"
"I feel much better."
"O... okay..."
It was another soft, fragrant, and sweet kiss.
Qingyun energy, MAX!
Jiang Junyi's eyes gleamed with renewed vigor; his mental state was completely different.
Just these two kisses were like timely rain after a long drought.
The depleted power within his body began to gush forth.
Jiang Junyi understood in his heart that this was the effect of his cultivation technique!
Of course, there was also the reason that Wan Qingyun was secretly transferring her true qi.
"How are you now?"
"Good, better than ever, I even have the strength to speak."
Was she tricked again?
Wan Qingyun listened to the completely different Jiang Junyi from before, feeling helpless.
But it didn't matter if she was tricked or not.
As long as Jiang Junyi could get better, it was worth it.
Instead of caring if he lied to her, she preferred to see Jiang Junyi lively and energetic.
What's wrong with being tricked once?
Thinking of this, Wan Qingyun felt a little angry again; she tapped Jiang Junyi's head: "How could such a problem occur?"
"I... I'm right here at home..."
"I can come anytime..."
Towards the end, as if a little shy, Wan Qingyun's voice grew softer and softer.
Jiang Junyi sat up, holding Wan Qingyun's hand: "It's just that I didn't have time~"
"When I miss you, my thoughts are like a mountain flood and a tsunami."
"That surging emotion, in an instant, eroded my body."
"So I collapsed."
Wan Qingyun let out a "Tsk" and turned her head slightly: "I don't believe that."
Missing her was probably true, but getting sick from missing her was a bit far-fetched.
The only thing that concerned her was that Jiang Junyi's body had indeed been incredibly weak just now.
"Tell me honestly, what was it really because of?" A hint of worry appeared between Wan Qingyun's brows.
After she had transferred her true qi earlier, she had also let it circulate once more within Jiang Junyi's body.
She found that his body seemed like an oil lamp running out of fuel, with only faint true qi flowing.
Wan Qingyun had to figure out what caused Jiang Junyi's condition just now.
"Hmm... practicing martial arts..."
Jiang Junyi thought for a moment and said so.
"Practicing martial arts?" Wan Qingyun was surprised, "Does practicing martial arts cause this?"
"You know, some exceptionally destructive martial arts usually consume a lot of energy," Jiang Junyi said seriously.
This time he really wasn't lying; wasn't that saber strike last night destructive enough?
These words were indeed perfectly valid.
Wan Qingyun pinched Jiang Junyi's face, saying with slight annoyance: "Don't do that next time!"
Feeling Wan Qingyun's concern, Jiang Junyi felt warm inside: "Okay~ I know~"
"You must keep it in mind!"
"Yes, Lord!"
Wan Qingyun heard Jiang Junyi's energetic reply and breathed a sigh of relief.
It should be fine now, right?
"You rest well, I'll just go first..."
"Ah! No~"
Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Junyi wailed and interrupted her, rolling frantically on the bed.
"I'm not well yet! I don't want to be separated from Qingyun! Wuwuwu!"
Sensing Jiang Junyi's rascally behavior, Wan Qingyun found it amusing: "I feel like you're very energetic now."
Jiang Junyi's rolling motion came to an abrupt halt, and he "swished" down to lie flat: "Oh no... Dad, no, I... I'm about to be unwell again..."
Wan Qingyun softly said, "Then tell me, what would make you well again?"
Jiang Junyi leaned towards Wan Qingyun and chuckled, "How about~ sleeping while holding Wan Qingyun's baby?"
???
A blush spread from her neck to her cheeks, and Wan Qingyun said with a slightly trembling voice, "You, you, you... it's still daytime!"
"Oh? So it's okay at night?"
"This isn't a matter of day or night!"
Jiang Junyi smiled, resting his head against Wan Qingyun's forehead, his voice slightly weary: "I really am a bit tired..."
"Only when I hold you do I sleep the soundest."
Wan Qingyun heard Jiang Junyi's tired voice, and her annoyed emotions gradually calmed: "Are you really that tired?"
"Mm."
The two were silent for a moment, then Wan Qingyun spoke softly: "O... okay..."
Jiang Junyi's lips curved into a smile, and he lay back on the bed, propping his head with one hand and patting the empty space beside him with the other, making a "thump-thump" sound.
"Quick, come into my arms!"
Wan Qingyun sighed lightly and moved herself onto the bed.
"Ah!"
Before she could steady herself, Jiang Junyi pulled Wan Qingyun's delicate body into his arms.
By the time Wan Qingyun came to her senses, she was already in a broad, reassuring embrace.
Jiang Junyi inhaled the scent of Wan Qingyun's hair, gently stroking her dark locks: "Do you know, there's a feeling that's incredibly strong when I hug you."
Wan Qingyun leaned against Jiang Junyi's chest and softly asked, "Wh... what...?"
"A feeling that you completely belong to me."
Wan Qingyun's heart rate quickened slightly, and she looked up: "So that's why you feel secure?"
Jiang Junyi kissed Wan Qingyun's forehead: "Yes."
Wan Qingyun gently clenched her fists, gathering her courage to hug Jiang Junyi: "Then... then rest well..."
"Mm..."
Soon after, Jiang Junyi's steady breathing filled Wan Qingyun's ears, and she murmured, "Sweet dreams..."
Gradually, she too drifted off to sleep in that comforting atmosphere...
The curtains silently closed, and the dazzling light slowly disappeared.
"Click."
The door closed completely...
At the same time, in a certain dark, mottled prison cell.
A figure was imprisoned there.
Chains hung high, binding his hands.
An iron ball, a meter in diameter, at his ankle restricted his movement.
He suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp glint surging within them:
Has the Lord appeared?!
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