Chapter 180: Devouring the Second Goddess, Please Make the Princess Consort More Aggrieved for the Protagonistâs Growth (4)
The imperial physician, with kind eyes and a benevolent face, carefully examined the wounds on Tang Xuan's body.
He took out a salve and gently applied it to the bleeding areas.
Tang Xuan felt a cool sensation on his wounds, and the pain eased significantly.
It made him feel much more favorable toward the old doctor.
Who cared if he was sent by that scoundrel?
As long as he could heal the pain, he was a good man!
Next came the examination of his lower half.
Though it was a little embarrassing, a patient couldnât afford to be shy, so Tang Xuan obediently cooperated.
He couldnât see the damage down there, but he imagined it had to be bad.
The physician pulled down his pants and carefully inspected, then gently applied the medicine.
Tang Xuan felt the pain finally subsideâit actually felt pretty nice.
But he couldn't rely on just his feelingsâthe key was the doctorâs diagnosis.
"Doctor... how is it?"
Tang Xuanâs eyes held a trace of hope, eager to hear the results.
After all, the salve worked wondersâit must mean heâd recover soon, right?
"From this day forward, you are a lone, noble warrior."
The physician picked up his medicine box and headed for the door, leaving behind a silhouette full of sentiment and sorrow.
Tang Xuan felt a warm wave in his heart.
Why would the doctor say such things to him?
How did he know Tang Xuan was a lone warriorâdid he recognize him?
Could it be... this physician was a deeply hidden revolutionary, here to encourage him?
Yes! There were many loyal men of honor who hated that villain!
That bastard might have wiped out a few people, but countless others would rise up!
In that moment, Tang Xuan was filled with resolveâa burning drive to fight that scoundrel to the end!
As the physician turned and closed the cell door, he cast a meaningful glance at Tang Xuanâs lower half.
He sighed and shook his head slightly as he walked away.
"So young... what a pity..."
A faint voice drifted in from outside the cell.
Tang Xuan realized something felt off.
What did he mean, "so young, what a pity"?
Lone... noble... warrior... Waitâdid he mean "lone testicle"?!
"You son of a bitch! You think youâre funny, old man?!"
Tang Xuan exploded once he understood, shouting curses.
He raged like a madman, tears streaming uncontrollably down his cheeks.
No man would take that kind of news well.
"Ahhh!! You bastard! Iâll kill you!"
From within the prison came a hysterical scream.
And all of it was a matter of unfortunate coincidence.
If the damage had been caused by a regular person, the protagonistâs divine fate wouldâve shielded him. Heâd recover after some rest.
This so-called ânoble warriorâ thing wouldnât be possible.
But the problem wasâthe one who caused the injury was also a protagonist!
A protagonist inflicting harm on another protagonistâdivine fate couldnât block it.
Of course, his protagonist aura still helped to some extent.
If it had been a normal person, forget a cracked eggâhis whole rooster wouldâve flown off.
The protagonist aura weakened the damage just enough to preserve the goods.
He was a bit "noble," but still a sturdy man!
After venting furiously, Tang Xuan stared out the window.
He was dying to see Su Qingâto scream at him, curse him out, tear him apart!
His broken core had been jolted back to life by that "noble warrior" trauma.
Unfortunately, Su Qing had zero interest in interrogating the prisoner.
He had no plans to visit the cell.
All Tang Xuan could do was watch helplessly as Su Qing entered his sister-in-lawâs courtyard, seething with rage.
But besides fury, what else could he do?
Time passed slowly.
The door to Nong Yingâs room opened.
Tang Xuanâs eyes lit up with hope.
So soon? Clearly not enough time for anything to happen!
Maybe nothing he feared actually occurredâthank goodness!
Su Qing walked out first and, sensing something, glanced toward the prison window.
Their eyes metâSu Qing smiled brightly.
Tang Xuanâs eyes burned with unrestrained killing intent.
If looks could kill, Su Qing would be ripped to pieces!
Then he saw the scoundrel wave someone over.
Tang Xuan watched in stunned silence as his sister-in-law slowly carried out a chair.
She placed it under the sun, then brought out a small table.
Teas and snacks were arranged neatly.
Su Qing sat down immediately, lazily basking in the sun as his sister-in-law busied herself.
The sight made Tang Xuanâs eyes bulge with rage.
That bastardâs casual demeanor clearly showed he saw his sister-in-law as a maid!
How could such a noble, graceful woman behave like this?
Even with his toes, he knewâthe bastard mustâve threatened her!
After setting up, Nong Ying went back inside.
Tang Xuan was puzzled.
Was she just setting up furniture?
No way. That bastard wasnât that considerate.
Sure enough...
Minutes later, Nong Ying came back out.
She was now wearing a sheer, light silk robe, showing off her stunning figure.
With her head lowered, she walked quickly over to Su Qing, waiting for orders.
The villain lounged comfortably in the sun and pointed to his legs.
Then, Nong Ying knelt beside him and began massaging him.
Tang Xuan watched as his wounds split open again.
His sister-in-lawâs outfit was so sheer!
He couldnât see clearly from his angleâbut that bastard definitely had the best view.
His once-graceful, proud sister-in-law now moved with sensuality and submission.
She looked like a courtesan serving a client!
Their intimate interaction, her soft allureâTang Xuan could imagine it all!
Even from afar, he could clearly see her supple, full figure pressing against the bastard.
Along with his fury, a tinge of envy surfaced.
What must it feel like to have such a beauty pressing on you?
He had never experienced itâso he couldnât possibly know.
Eyes blazing with fury, Tang Xuan began struggling again.
He tried with all his might, but the chains wouldnât budge.
Even a protagonist couldnât break the laws of realityâhe wasnât some Super Saiyan.
All that rage couldnât help him break free.
He moved too much, and sure enough, his wounds tore open again.
But he didnât care about the pain. He was crushed.
What he saw now hit him as hard as the physicianâs earlier diagnosis.
All he could do was shut his eyes, trying not to see it.
But... this was his only family!
Even with eyes closed, he couldnât help imagining.
Four words described his feelings:
Heart-wrenching agony!
Meanwhile, Su Qing was completely relaxed, feeling deeply satisfied.
Having someone cooperate made everything smoother.
The sunlight and the gentle massage created a perfect experience.
Nong Ying obediently worked his legs, her expression calm.
Now that everything was laid bare, there was no need to hide.
Her composed expression only made her even more charming.
"Youâre pretty good. Practiced before?"
Su Qing remarked.
"Just a skill this body picked up while growing up."
Nong Ying replied calmly.
As a vessel living in the mortal world, she had to learn many worldly skills.
Whether useful or not, she had to master a few at least.
Still, she never imagined sheâd end up massaging a boy like this.
Truly... fate works in strange ways!