Chapter 116: Lush Greenery, Healing Right in Front of the Divine Beauty, Please Wait a Little Longer, Martial Niece (1)
The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable Yun Rong felt inside.
It just felt like her obedient and well-mannered martial niece had done something seriously outrageous!
Meanwhile.
As time passed, Su Qing's fury toward that little devil skyrocketed.
They were right in the middle of their tender intimacy, and she just had to send someone over—what the hell was that supposed to mean?
Interrupting his beautiful experience—he absolutely had to grab that brat and hold her accountable!
Sure, teenage girls might not be as satisfying as mature big sisters, but Su Qing was never a picky eater.
It was clear—he needed to come up with an effective plan.
Before Su Qing could even think it through, someone who should have been extremely nervous suddenly calmed down.
Yun Rong had figured it all out.
Sure, she had promised her martial niece, but that didn't mean she had to back down!
Her martial niece had promised her something too—and yet she still came running after him, didn't she?
The previously gentle and submissive martial aunt suddenly wrapped her arms around Su Qing's neck, full of assertiveness.
Su Qing hadn't expected this turn at all, leaving him completely stunned.
Wasn't she the one telling him to hurry up and send her away?
Why was she suddenly acting like this—like she was ready to do something bold?
"Husband, your injury can't be delayed. We need to proceed with the treatment immediately."
Yun Rong's voice and tone were resolute.
"But…"
Su Qing glanced toward the door with a bewildered look.
This "treatment" obviously wasn't anything orthodox.
Wasn't she worried about being overheard?
If they couldn't hold back any sounds, they'd be completely exposed!
"No buts—healing is a serious matter. Just tell her the truth."
"Tell her you're injured, I'm treating you, and we're at a critical moment right now."
"Tell her to wait outside the door. No one is allowed in, period."
Yun Rong spoke with absolute seriousness.
"Huh?"
Su Qing finally grasped the underlying message and was completely dumbfounded.
This… you really shouldn't be doing this.
That's your martial niece!
"Husband, if our roles were reversed, would you be making this face?"
Yun Rong gazed at his dazed expression and asked.
"You two… how can you be like this?!"
Su Qing felt too drained to even complain.
This scenario was all too familiar—he'd been through it more than once already.
The wildest part was that the leading lady kept changing every time.
As a man of honor, Su Qing felt his morals were under siege.
Why did this martial aunt and niece pair have such twisted tastes?
"Just do it!"
Yun Rong's voice left no room for refusal.
The gentle big sister had instantly transformed into a seductive temptress.
Her whole demeanor radiated battle-hardened passion, her sultriness impossible to contain.
If it were just the two of them, she might not even have wanted to keep going.
But with a third person right outside, the thrill pushed her excitement to new heights.
This big sister definitely had some unique quirks.
The poor, innocent young man being "bullied" could only conclude that this big sister had some serious yandere tendencies—she needed proper education.
But for now, all he could do was cooperate.
Balancing Yun Rong's relentless advances with the visitor at the door—
"Lady Ye, I did get a bit hurt earlier, but it's nothing serious."
"Aunt Yun is treating me right now. If you come in, it would disrupt the process."
Su Qing struggled to say these two sentences, pausing several times to catch his breath like a frail patient.
To be fair, he wasn't even acting this time.
It was just—with the big sister going all out beside him, it was impossible not to get distracted.
"Martial Aunt is helping with the treatment?"
Ye Xueyi's eyes flashed with concern.
The cunning villain who planned for every possible scenario had still ended up injured?
That didn't add up.
The witch hadn't seemed particularly worried when she delivered the message.
Could it be—she was lying to her martial aunt, using this chance to gain favor?
It had to be said—her understanding of Su Qing was spot-on.
"Martial Niece, just wait at the door for now. It's inconvenient for you to come in right now."
Yun Rong's voice drifted out from the room.
Compared to usual, her voice was breathy and husky, muffled and indistinct.
Just one simple line carried faint panting—
She sounded exhausted.
"Martial Aunt, how bad is the injury? Is it serious?"
Hearing that, Ye Xueyi's voice turned anxious.
Her concern was obvious, her nervousness clear as day.
"Not to be taken lightly, but I can handle it. Just wait a bit longer—it'll be over soon."
Yun Rong replied between breaths.
She might have been putting on a sultry act, but that didn't mean her stamina matched.
The truth was, she was a total weakling—she couldn't endure much at all.
"Alright!"
Ye Xueyi agreed immediately.
Afraid of interrupting the treatment, she quietly stood guard outside, treating herself as a silent protector.
A gentle breeze passed by, and suddenly, a strange thought struck her.
Why did this feel so familiar?
Could it be that her martial aunt was inside…
The moment the thought surfaced, Ye Xueyi ruthlessly crushed it.
Impossible—absolutely impossible!
My martial aunt isn't that kind of person—how could I even think such a thing?
Once she convinced herself, the odd feelings in her heart disappeared entirely.
If anyone knew her martial aunt best, it was her.
On the surface, her martial aunt was a gentle, upright big sister—but deep down, she was steely and resolute.
Martial Aunt would never cross that line, nor would she allow herself to be coerced.
Why overthink it?
With that thought, Ye Xueyi's heart finally settled, and she quietly stood guard.
Half an hour later, the "treatment" finally ended.
Ye Xueyi pushed the door open and stepped inside—
The first thing that hit her was a lingering fragrance filling the room.
She recognized the scent immediately—a type of incense specifically used to cover up certain smells.
So the question was—what exactly needed to be covered up?
The great detective "Sherlock Xueyi" turned to look at the two people by the bed, and the answer quickly became apparent.