"Master...?"
Dongfang Jing called out instinctively.
This call directly shattered Brigitte's psychological defenses.
The healing green light that had been gathering in her palm gradually dissipated.
Seeing her disciple's appearance, Biji's throat moved slightly, and an unprecedented feeling of heat rose from the bottom of her heart.
Brigitte slowly bent down.
Her long, emerald-green hair cascaded down, brushing against Dongfang Jing's burning cheeks, bringing a slightly cool, ticklish sensation.
Warm breath sprayed onto the tip of his nose, carrying a pleasant orchid fragrance.
"Disciple, this medicine is very potent. Simply guiding it with soul power may not be enough to eradicate it."
Brigitte said in a serious tone, "I need to ask you a few questions to confirm your condition before I can prescribe the right medicine."
By this time, the mirror was already burnt out and had no ability to distinguish anything.
He felt that his master's aura was very comfortable, and he wanted to get closer.
"Master, please ask quickly..."
Brigitte's face drew closer and closer, her red lips almost touching his earlobe.
Are you feeling very unwell right now?
"Um."
Where does it hurt the most?
"Next...below..."
The tenderness in Brigitte's eyes was gradually replaced by an emotion called possessiveness.
She reached out and gently traced her fingertips across Dongfang Jing's Adam's apple, sending a shiver down his spine.
Then she asked one last question.
She cupped Dongfang Jing's face in her hands, forcing him to meet her gaze.
"Do you love me?"
Dongfang Jing looked at the person in front of him in a daze. It was his most respected master, and also the person he longed for most in his heart.
"I love...I love my Master..."
"Yes, Master loves you too!"
Brigitte no longer held back; she leaned down and kissed the boy's burning lips.
treat?
This is the best treatment.
Dongfang Jing's eyes widened suddenly.
In my line of sight was my master's magnified, stunningly beautiful face.
Brigitte lightly flicked her fingers and untied the shoulder strap of her long dress.
As her long dress slipped down, Dongfang Jing felt a buzzing in her mind.
Her last shred of reason crumbled completely under her master's sudden attack, and her consciousness was overwhelmed by endless pink hearts.
He stopped resisting, turned around and embraced Brigitte's slender waist, responding passionately.
...
Meanwhile, in the next room.
The women sat around the coffee table, the atmosphere somewhat strange.
The wall clock ticked away, and ten minutes had passed.
"Why isn't it better yet?" Hyotei tapped his fingers unconsciously on the table. "Didn't Brigitte say it was simple? Why is it taking so long?"
Just then, a suppressed groan came from the next room.
They all crowded around and pressed their ears against the wall.
"..."
The women looked at each other, their expressions a fascinating mix of emotions.
Even if you've never eaten pork, you've seen pigs run; even a fool knows what's going on inside.
"This is...the treatment?" A look of astonishment appeared on Xue Di's face, followed by a blush.
Wang Qiu'er bit her lip: "That Bi Ji, what kind of treatment is this, it turns out she's just embezzling from her own post!"
Ah Yin leaned against the wall, her face flushed red.
She was about to tell everyone to disperse when she suddenly felt a burning sensation in her lower abdomen.
The heat surged forth fiercely, instantly engulfing my entire body.
"Hmm..."
Ah Yin's legs went weak, and she slid down the wall to the ground, clutching her chest with both hands, her breathing becoming rapid.
"Sister A-Yin?" Dongfang Yao was startled.
Before she could help them up, Xue Di and Bing Di, who were standing next to her, both groaned at the same time.
Xue Di held her forehead, her body trembling slightly, and her eyes filled with a misty haze.
Hyotei went even further, clinging to Yuki-tei, her face flushed and her eyes unfocused.
"Damn it...could it be that we're also..." Hyotei gritted his teeth, "We were...just fine..."
"It's a sound..." Xue Di's voice was hoarse as she suppressed the restlessness within her body with her cold aura. "The medicinal power has been lurking within us, suppressed by our cultivation. Now, stimulated by... that sound, it has erupted."
...
One hour later.
Inside the house, the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped.
Dongfang Jing let out a slight breath, regaining some clarity.
Her gaze fell upon Brigitte, who had accepted everything about herself.
"Master..."
He couldn't help but lean in and place a gentle kiss on Brigitte's smooth forehead.
Brigitte's eyelashes trembled slightly as she slowly opened her eyes.
Those eyes, usually filled with love, were now brimming with happiness and contentment.
She reached out and put her arm around Dongfang Jing's neck, asking in a hoarse voice, "Are you still feeling unwell?"
Dongfang Jing sensed it and found that the medicinal power deep within his body did not seem to have completely dissipated, and there was still residual heat running rampant in his meridians.
But Dongfang Jing still shook his head, because just now his body was completely driven by instinct, and he hadn't considered Biji's feelings at all.
He was about to speak when he saw Brigitte suddenly smile.
The next second, a healing emerald-colored light shone from her body.
Brigitte used it on herself.
As the light faded, Brigitte's slight fatigue vanished, and her abrasions were healed.
Dongfang Jing was dumbfounded.
You can play it like this?!
Before he could react, Brigitte had already taken the initiative, flipping him over and pinning him beneath her.
At this moment, Brigitte's eyes were filled with spring, and her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom. Her originally gentle temperament was now tinged with a touch of allure.
She looked down at Dongfang Jing, tracing circles on his chest with her finger, a slight smile playing on her lips.
"If you're tired, then leave the rest to your master~" Without waiting for a reply, Brigitte's lips met his...
Click.
Just then, the doorknob suddenly turned.
The door was pushed open a crack.
Startled, Dongfang Jing instinctively rolled over to shield Biji beneath him, then grabbed the blanket beside him and covered them both completely.
Brigitte hid under the covers, but felt a warmth in her heart.
At this moment, the disciple's first reaction was to protect her body from being seen by others.
At the same time, she was also regretting that she had forgotten to lock the door.
Brigitte peered out through the gap in the blanket.
Ah Yin staggered in.
Brigitte was taken aback, then calmly lifted a corner of the blanket: "Ah Yin?"
Seeing that she was not in a good state, Brigitte patted the back of Dongfang Jing's hand, signaling him not to move.
Then he quickly put on his clothes and walked barefoot to Ah Yin.
With great effort, A-Yin weakly explained the strange phenomena that had occurred in her and the Ice Emperor and Snow Emperor's bodies.
After hearing this, Brigitte struggled with her decision for a moment before making up her mind.
"Ah Yin, listen to me."
Brigitte supported the swaying Ah Yin, leaned close to her ear, and whispered a few words in a voice only the two of them could hear.
Ah Yin suddenly looked up, staring at Bi Ji in shock, then glanced at Dongfang Jing on the bed, and finally nodded with a blush on her face.
Biji smiled slightly, took Ah Yin's hand, and led her to the bewildered Dongfang Jing.
"My disciple, next, it's Sister Yin's turn to treat you."
Dongfang Jing: "???"
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