Seeing the increasingly hot and red wound on Xiao Yan's arm, Zhu Zhuqing's delicate face flushed slightly.
Thinking of the immense harm the toxins in the wound would cause Xiao Yan, Zhu Zhuqing no longer hesitated and quickly bent down to begin absorbing the toxins for him.
"This little girl..."
Looking down at Zhu Zhuqing's black hair, Xiao Yan's eyes widened slightly, and he couldn't help but gently stroke her hair.
A few minutes later, Xiao Yan was quite surprised: "Zhu Qing's talent for detoxification is so high! She grasped the essence so quickly and even managed to cover my wound."
Following Xiao Yan's instructions, Zhu Zhu Qing's delicate hands picked up her mithril storage soul tool and gently rubbed it against Xiao Yan's arm.
Silver has the effect of detecting toxins.
And the soft mithril material is also extremely effective in forcing out toxins.
With both methods working together, Zhu Zhu Qing was surprised to find that the wound on Xiao Yan's arm gradually turned purplish-red, a sign that the toxins were about to be forced out.
More than two hours later, after helping Xiao Yan detoxify, Zhu Zhu Qing coughed violently.
Having barely breathed for nearly two hours, and then choked by the burning toxin at the end, Zhu Zhuqing felt her throat was extremely uncomfortable. Thanks
to Zhu Zhuqing's efforts, the Blue Silver Emperor Poison was completely neutralized, and Xiao Yan felt a sense of relief and exhilaration.
Looking at the large patch of white embroidery on her black top, Zhu Zhuqing wiped her slightly numb lips, gently stroked Xiao Yan's arm, and said with a blush, "Now, there shouldn't be any problem with shortening my lifespan, right?"
Xiao Yan smiled and nodded.
Traversing the dark abyss, falling into the Cherry Blossom Valley.
With such detoxification, how could it shorten his lifespan?
...
After Zhu Zhuqing ate a simple appetizer, Xiao Yan returned to the bedroom and, with Xiao Xue and Xiao Yi in tow, indulged in a hearty late-night snack.
In the early morning, soft sunlight streamed into Xiao Yan's room like countless golden rays.
"Time to get up..." Looking at his own long, slender arms and legs, especially Xiao Yi's tattered, dark purple stockings with several holes, Xiao Yan rubbed his face.
Last night's midnight snack was really delicious.
With a simultaneous whimper, Xiao Xue and Xiao Yi reluctantly opened their eyes.
Last night was so tiring...
After the three of them got up, Xiao Yan, unusually, didn't cook, but instead went to Meng Yiran's room.
"Xiao Yan, I've come to deliver some heavy clothes." Stopping at the door, Xiao Yan raised his hand and knocked.
After waiting a minute without a response, Xiao Yan's ears twitched slightly; he heard some dreamlike sounds.
"Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan..."
Xiao Yan, standing outside the door, couldn't help but touch his nose. "Sleep paralysis?"
He then knocked on the door again.
Meng Yiran seemed startled and suddenly exclaimed, "Ah!"
Thinking of her dream, Meng Yiran touched her burning cheeks. "I had such a strange dream!"
Touching the damp sheets, she said慌乱地, "Xiao Yan, wait for me, I'll open the door for you right away."
Three or four minutes later, Xiao Yan finally got Meng Yiran to open the door.
Looking at Meng Yiran's unusually rosy complexion, Xiao Yan keenly smelled a peculiar scent.
"I've prepared your dress. You can come downstairs for dinner after you've tidied up."
Seeing Xiao Yan in reality and recalling her dream, Meng Yiran's eyes were still full of allure as she stared at him, somewhat lost in thought. The clothes handed to her weren't taken. Xiao Yan noticed Meng Yiran staring at him absentmindedly and coughed lightly, "The clothes..."
Meng Yiran snapped back to reality, her cheeks flushing even more. She quickly took the dress from Xiao Yan's hands.
In her haste, Meng Yiran completely forgot that this wasn't an ordinary dress, but a weighted garment, and didn't use much force.
"Ah..." Meng Yiran couldn't pull herself up in time, and she stumbled towards Xiao Yan, the dress and all.
With a slight effort, Xiao Yan supported the neatly folded dress, placing a hand on Meng Yiran's shoulder: "Be careful, this weighted garment weighs fifty pounds."
Since it was morning, Meng Yiran wasn't wearing much, only a black nightgown.
The sudden movement nearly caused the white jade pendant around her neck to fly off.
Meng Yiran was also startled, gently pressing her jade pendant, her face flushed as she nodded.
This morning had been incredibly embarrassing.
"Go wash up," Xiao Yan said calmly before turning to leave.
With his abilities, he had naturally noticed everything that had just happened.
As expected of a girl from a prominent family, even her jewelry was incredibly valuable.
Half an hour later, at the dinner table, Xiao Yan glanced at Zhu Zhuqing and Meng Yiran, who were eating quietly across from him.
When Meng Yiran looked up at Xiao Yan and found him watching her, her heart skipped a beat.
"Why does this girl blush so easily?" Xiao Yan found it strange.
"Where's Rongrong? Why hasn't she come down yet?"
Zhu Zhuqing shook her head. "I don't know."
Meng Yiran also shook her head; she hadn't noticed.
Xiao Yan turned to Xiao Xue beside him. "Go call her; she still needs to cultivate later."
With a small steamed bun in her mouth, Xiao Xue's body shimmered with pink light, and she vanished instantly.
"Such speed!" Meng Yiran exclaimed in surprise.
Xiao Yan smiled: This wasn't speed, but Xiao Xue's teleportation ability.
Looking at the room full of little clothes, Xiao Xue was completely stunned.
After quickly swallowing the steamed bun, Xiaoxue picked up two pieces of lace, her cheeks slightly flushed. "Rongrong, what are you doing so early in the morning?"
"Xiaoxue!" Seeing the girl who suddenly appeared in the room, Ning Rongrong looked at her as if she had seen a savior. "Xiaoxue, you have to help me!"
"What happened?" Xiaoxue had never seen the cheerful Ning Rongrong like this before, and asked softly.
Ning Rongrong leaned close to Xiaoxue's ear and whispered, "It's all because of that jerk Xiao Yan, all my clothes have shrunk..."
Xiaoxue's bright eyes immediately fell on the jade necklace Ning Rongrong was wearing around her neck: "It really does seem a bit bigger?"
"Rongrong, you didn't drink a lot of milk last night, did you?" Xiaoxue's eyes narrowed as she looked at Ning Rongrong.
"Milk?" Ning Rongrong shook her head, "I never drink that stuff."
Xiaoxue scratched her forehead: Then how did Rongrong suddenly become so big?
Ning Rongrong said shyly, "Xiaoxue, Xiao Yan can make clothes, could you call him up here?"
Regular clothes are fine, but underwear…
well, there's no other way now.
Xiaoxue nodded, "Indeed. Since it was Brother Xiao Yan who caused this trouble, he should take responsibility."
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