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Chapter 7: In an emergency, life is the most important
Pei Qinghuan's face flushed. How could she do that!
That would have to be Jin Yu!
Pei Qinghuan looked at Qin Fengwu, composed herself, and mused for a moment:
“Huai'an is afflicted with a love poison, which requires cohabitation with a woman to temporarily suppress the toxins.”
“Jin Yu went to find Huai'an just now to suppress the toxins.”
Shen Jinyu glared at Pei Qinghuan, her face flushed with shame, feeling utterly flustered. She turned and went into the room. This was too embarrassing.
Qin Fengwu's expression shifted slightly as she looked at Fu Huaian after hearing this.
My cabbage, which I've guarded for over a decade, has been taken?
Fu Huaian's face was awkward, and he lowered his head, speechless.
Although Qin Fengwu felt uneasy, Huai'an's life was paramount.
Qin Fengwu stood up from Fu Huaian's embrace, biting her red lips as she softly said:
“Then, suppress the toxins first!”
Pei Qinghuan looked at her precious disciple, signaling him to enter the room.
Fu Huaian's old face flushed. With the two of them standing at the door, he felt a bit awkward.
Qin Fengwu saw Fu Huaian standing still, gritted her teeth, and pushed him twice.
“Circumstances call for immediate action. Life is the most important.”
Fu Huaian had no choice but to walk into the room with a strange feeling in his heart.
“You… you actually came in!”
Shen Jinyu in the room looked flustered, her face flushed purple.
This matter was already embarrassing enough, and with more and more people outside, she couldn't accept it!
The two whispered to each other, silently calming their complex emotions for a long time, and finally, awkwardly chose to prioritize the overall situation!
Outside the house, Pei Qinghuan and Qin Fengwu looked at each other, speechless, and lowered their heads.
…
An hour later.
Fu Huaian, having suppressed the toxins, walked out of the room.
Master and Qin Fengwu had not left, their cheeks slightly flushed, lost in thought.
By this time, the night was deep. Qin Fengwu's moist eyes looked at Fu Huaian, her gaze complex.
Huai'an has truly grown up.
Fu Huaian actually didn't want to come out. Facing Master and Aunt Qin at this moment, even with Fu Huaian's thick skin, he couldn't handle it.
But Aunt Qin and Master kept waiting, quietly.
Fu Huaian couldn't bear to sleep inside while they endured the cold wind all night.
“Aunt Qin, it's late. Let's go back.”
Qin Fengwu sighed and nodded silently, her body swaying as she stood up.
Fu Huaian quickly stepped forward to support her.
“What's wrong?”
“Nothing, nothing…”
Qin Fengwu's neck flushed pink. It was all that dead woman inside's fault. Couldn't she really suppress those sounds?
Pei Qinghuan glanced at her, her ear tips red, and she lowered her head, silent.
Fu Huaian squatted in front of Qin Fengwu.
“Aunt Qin, I'll carry you on my back.”
Qin Fengwu was stunned for a moment, looking at the broad back in front of her, then softly climbed on.
Fu Huaian picked up the food box on the ground and smiled at Pei Qinghuan.
“Master, rest early. I'll head back now.”
Pei Qinghuan nodded gently and turned to go back to her room!
Fu Huaian carried the plump Qin Fengwu and silently departed.
On the bluestone path, Qin Fengwu on Fu Huaian's back gazed intently at the handsome face in front of her.
Under the soft moonlight, Fu Huaian looked even more refined.
Perhaps it was truly too late at night, and the events of the evening had caused too much emotional fluctuation for her.
She reached her hands forward, wrapped them around Fu Huaian's neck, rested her head on his shoulder, and slowly closed her eyes, her sweet breath gently brushing against Fu Huaian's neck.
Fu Huaian tensed his face, suppressing his thoughts, not allowing any wild ideas. This was Aunt Qin!
A quarter of an hour later.
Fu Huaian entered his courtyard and headed straight for Qin Fengwu's room.
The two lived in the same courtyard, and their rooms were not far apart.
When he reached Qin Fengwu's door, Fu Huaian tilted his head slightly, and his chin accidentally brushed against Qin Fengwu's rosy lips.
A fleeting touch.
Fu Huaian was startled and dared not move.
“Aunt Qin?”
Qin Fengwu didn't reply, as if she had fallen asleep.
Fu Huaian's eyes flickered. He supported Qin Fengwu with one hand, freeing the other to push open the room door.
There was a faint, subtle fragrance in the room, very similar to the scent on Qin Fengwu.
With Fu Huaian's Cultivation, he could see without an oil lamp.
He came to the edge of the bed and gently placed Qin Fengwu, who was on his back, onto the bed.
Qin Fengwu's eyes were tightly closed, her upper body on the bed, her rounded long legs hanging off the bed, as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.
Fu Huaian looked at her, his face full of helplessness.
He squatted down, held Qin Fengwu's fair ankle, gently took off her shoes, and then her white long socks.
Fu Huaian looked at the beautiful, delicate feet so close to him, his breath hitched. He gathered his Qi, gently easing the fatigue that had accumulated in Aunt Qin's feet from a day of labor.
After a long while.
Fu Huaian thought to himself, Aunt Qin walks around cooking every day, she must be very tired. With my Qi to relieve it, her delicate little feet surely won't be sore tomorrow.
Fu Huaian picked up Qin Fengwu's other foot. One must do things thoroughly.
After everything was done, Fu Huaian gently held Qin Fengwu's legs, laying her flat on the bed.
He looked at the charming beauty with closed eyes in front of him, thought carefully, and decided not to take off her outer robe. That wouldn't be appropriate!
Fu Huaian bent down, pulled the quilt over, and gently covered Qin Fengwu.
He turned and left.
Creak.
The sound of the door closing echoed, and the room became dim and silent.
Qin Fengwu opened her eyes, which were misty with tears…
…
Fu Huaian, walking slowly down the corridor, looked down at his hands, secretly cursing himself.
He must have been possessed just now. He clearly knew Aunt Qin was awake, how could he do that!
Fu Huaian looked up at the full moon, his emotions fluctuating. He was clearly a gentleman!
But regret was useless, and he didn't know if Aunt Qin would be angry…
The next day.
Morning.
Qin Fengwu, dressed in a purple robe, her face unadorned, prepared breakfast early and came to Fu Huaian's main room.
Fu Huaian had already woken up by this time, waiting to be fed.
Qin Fengwu's daily morning feeding had instilled in Fu Huaian the habit of never sleeping in.
The room door was open, and Qin Fengwu walked in. Their gazes quietly met.
Neither of them changed their expression.
Qin Fengwu spoke less today, and the two quietly ate breakfast.
After eating, Qin Fengwu looked at the refreshed Fu Huaian and touched his forehead with her jade hand.
“How is the poison in your body?”
Fu Huaian found it a bit amusing. How could Aunt Qin check for poison as if she were checking for a cold?
“Aunt Qin, don't worry, I'm fine.”
Qin Fengwu withdrew her hand and sighed. As long as the poison remained, it was a huge stone weighing on her heart.
Although it could be suppressed by cohabitation, it couldn't go on like this forever!
It was all that dead woman's fault for inexplicably putting the poison on Huai'an, and now she would keep taking advantage of him!
Qin Fengwu carried the food box, her mind full of worries, and slowly departed.
Fu Huaian had been Cultivating intensely recently, striving to Breakthrough to the Transcendent Realm soon!
Master couldn't resolve the love poison with external power from the Transcendent Realm. After he advanced, wouldn't his Transcendent Realm physique be able to withstand a love poison?
Fu Huaian returned to the Cultivation room, continuing to nourish his Sword Intent and refine his Qi and physique.
Two hours later, Pei Qinghuan brought a female physician to Fu Huaian's courtyard.
The female physician was dressed in snow-white clothes, petite, with lively and bright eyes.
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