Chapter 112: The Heroine's Reverse Push Moment, When the Martial Aunt is Inside the Door, and the Martial niece is Outside (1)
Long Ye: "..."
She felt the atmosphere was a bit strange, starting to suspect that maybe she was being a third wheel.
There was this lingering feeling that they were hiding something from her.
Clearly, she had performed so well, to the point where she was even a little exhausted now, yet no one was paying attention to her?!
In the quiet room.
Yun Rong carefully took off his clothes, inspecting the injuries on his body.
Obviously, there was both good news and bad news at the moment.
The good news was that there were no visible external injuries; his skin looked smooth and flawless.
The bad news was, this meant there were internal injuries!
Judging by the bloodstains on his clothes, this must have been the blood he spat out.
There weren't many external wounds, but in a battle between martial artists, internal injuries were often the deadliest.
Yun Rong was not a professional physician, so she naturally couldn't tell that Su Qing was just faking it.
Her movements grew even gentler and more cautious, her eyes slightly red, looking as if she might cry at any moment.
Although he didn't blame her, if it weren't for her, how could he have been injured?
She never expected that they would actually act behind her back.
This guilt was something she had already decided to bear—something she had no choice but to bear!
However, her belief in the justice she had always upheld, her very stance, began to waver.
If they were truly righteous, why would they do such things?
She really couldn't figure it out.
Nothing shakes one's beliefs more than witnessing something firsthand.
"I... I'm fine, Yun Yi, don't cry, it's just a minor injury."
"After resting for a while, I'll recover quickly. I'll sleep for a bit first."
Su Qing raised his hand with what seemed like all his remaining strength, gently patting the big sister's head.
This round of favorability farming was way too successful.
Next, all he had to do was sleep for a bit, then wake up partially healed—perfectly reasonable!
"No, Xiao Qing, you absolutely must not sleep, you have to stay awake!"
Hearing this, Yun Rong immediately spoke in a panicked voice.
What do you mean rest for a while and recover? He's so weak, how could he possibly recover?
And saying it's nothing—clearly lying to her! How could she possibly feel at ease?
If he fell asleep now, he might never wake up again!
Su Qing was a bit dumbfounded.
If he couldn't sleep, how was he supposed to pull off waking up half-healed?
Besides, with how he looked now, what else was he supposed to do if not sleep?
"Yun Yi, I really feel..."
Before Su Qing could even finish speaking, his mouth was gently covered.
What covered his mouth wasn't her hand—it was her incredibly soft, warm, and bouncy breasts.
That plush, warm sensation completely silenced him.
No matter how strong a man is, no man could break free from this kind of hold!
"Xiao Qing, don't sleep, you absolutely can't fall asleep..."
Yun Rong's movements were gentle, but she gave him no chance to speak at all.
The heroine had completely lost her rationality in her panic, unable to think logically.
She had only one thought now—no matter what, she had to keep him awake!
Even if she had to pay a little price, so what?
No—compared to the injuries he suffered, what did this amount to?
Whatever drowsiness Su Qing had left was now completely gone.
He was even having trouble breathing, his expression turning increasingly strange, unsure what to say.
With benefits like this... how could he possibly say he wasn't really injured?
Yun Rong's heart was filled with not just sorrow but also countless swirling thoughts.
Because someone's acting skills were so superb, she had truly believed Su Qing was at death's door.
Under these circumstances, all the desires she'd been suppressing began to slowly rise to the surface.
Those genuine thoughts no longer needed to be hidden or concealed.
Though their time together hadn't been long, she had still been deeply drawn to this young man.
Seeing him so weak and injured now, she finally understood what true heartache felt like.
Could it be... she really had fallen for him?
Not a senior's affection for a junior, but... a woman's love for a man?
Though they hadn't had much physical contact, love had nothing to do with how close they had gotten.
She needed to face her own heart!
Yun Rong's gaze was filled with tenderness and affection, fully accepting her feelings for him.
"Xiao Qing, I will save you, no matter what. I will never let anything happen to you."
The heroine's soft whisper carried emotions she had never expressed before.
She had made up her mind—willing to do whatever it took.
Su Qing's eyes were filled with confusion.
Before he could voice his confusion, that emotion turned into pure shock.
He was gently placed on the bed, and then, this big sister started... undressing!
This reaction—he genuinely hadn't expected it, leaving him utterly stunned.
Yun Rong's slender, delicate hands slowly slid her luxurious gown off, revealing her plump, perfect curves underneath.
Her movements were slow, but every step was mesmerizing.
Her snow-white skin gleamed like polished jade, half-hidden yet fully seductive, her flawless curves faintly visible.
Paired with her shy, embarrassed expression, it was enough to drive anyone mad with desire.
But... what exactly was she trying to do?!
He was supposed to be a patient right now—why was she stripping in front of a patient?
"Xiao Qing, my physique is special, and my cultivation technique is rather unique. It can definitely save you."
"It's just that my method of healing is... unconventional. Don't overthink it."
Yun Rong's voice carried a trace of guilt as she spoke.
After all, this healing method was just a bit too suspicious—how could he not overthink it?
Su Qing instantly understood what was happening, completely frozen in place.
Heaven have mercy—he had only intended to farm a bit of favorability.
Who would have thought it would skyrocket all the way to max?
This result... wasn't it a little too much?
Well, it was also partly because this big sister was too innocent and straightforward.
Now the question was—what should he do next?
Should he just accept it, or pretend to be a gentleman?
Before he could make up his mind, the big sister—so considerate—took the initiative.
"I know you're too weak to move right now. You don't have to do anything... I'll take the lead."
Yun Rong's voice grew softer and softer as she spoke.