Jun Qingxuan looked at Liangsheng with an eager face. She could be unable to give birth, but he could not be without an heir.

Liangsheng frowned, there is no antidote for sterilization powder, but …

“Seven.” Maybe Seven’s blood works.

With a flash of silver light, a silver-colored meatball appeared in front of Ryou Sheng.

Seeing Little Seven, Jun Qingxuan’s heart instantly had a glimmer of hope.

“Borrow your blood.” Liangsheng picked up Seven and smoothed his silver fur.

“No loan.” Seven snapped her little head around.

“I used a lot of blood to revive you last night, and I’m still dizzy.” Seven said, her paw rubbing her forehead in a weakened state.

Looking at Xiao Qi’s comical appearance, Liang Sheng laughed lightly and took out two winged fruits.

“One drop of blood, two winged fruits.”

“Deal.” Seeing that crimson fruit, Xiao Qi instantly came to life, where there was still a trace of weakness.

Liang Sheng took a drop of Xiao Qi’s blood and handed it to Jun Qing Xuan’s lips, “There is no cure for the sterilizing scattering, but this drop of blood may be able to help you.”

Jun Qingxuan nodded her head and swallowed the drop of blood with a cautious expression.

The strange fragrance instantly melted away from her mouth, and a warm current slowly flowed to her five viscera, six bowels, and eight odd meridians, and Jun Qingxuan only felt that her chest was warm and very comfortable.

After an incense stick burned, Liang Sheng took Jun Qingxuan’s pulse.

Jun Qingxuan nervously gripped the hem of her coat, her heart thumping.

“I don’t know if the sterilizing scatter has been solved or not, but from your pulse, there is no problem at all with your current body, it’s very healthy.” Liang Sheng put down Jun Qingxuan’s white wrist, the corners of his lips lightly raised.

Jun Qingxuan was overjoyed and immediately hugged Liang Sheng in excitement.

“Sixth sibling, thank you, really thank you.” Jun Qingxuan hugged Liangsheng, the corners of her eyes slightly moist.

Her appearance was like a dazzling ray of sunshine that illuminated all of their lives.

Feeling Jun Qingxuan’s excitement, the corner of Liang Sheng’s lips hooked slightly as he whispered in her ear, “With Sister-in-law’s current body, she’ll soon be able to have a baby, so Sister-in-law should hurry back and pounce on Big Brother.”

Jun Qingxuan blushed at Liang Sheng’s words, but she laughed petulantly and softly, “I will definitely take him down as soon as possible.”

As the two were talking, Yan Qingxuan walked in with Yan Mor Calamity.

“What are you whispering with your younger sibling, smiling so beautifully.” Yan Qingxuan looked at the shy Jun Qingxuan, and his heart and mind moved.

Jun Qingxuan glared at Yan Qingxuan petulantly, “What can we say, aren’t we waiting for you guys?”

Being glared at by Jun Qingxuan’s pouting eyes, his heart trembled, and for some reason, Yan Qingxuan felt that Jun Qingxuan’s every move today was particularly seductive.

“Are you guys done talking?” Jun Qingxuan looked at Yan Qingxuan with crystal clear eyes.

“En.” Yan Qingxuan froze and nodded.

“When we’re done talking then let’s go back.”

Jun Qingxuan turned her eyes towards Liangsheng and nodded slightly, “Farewell.”

Liang Sheng laughed lightly and gave an encouraging look that only Jun Qingxuan could read.

A touch of shyness flashed under Jun Qingxuan’s eyes, and she nodded slightly at Yan Mor Calamity again before pushing Yan Qingxuan out of the room.

“Have you ever felt that sister-in-law is strange today.” Yan Mor Calamity looked at the backs of the two men and turned to Liangsheng in confusion.

“Didn’t think so.”

Ryou Sheng raised an eyebrow in disbelief as he took out a pen and paper from the table and slowly wrote down a string of words.

“Take a look.” Liang Sheng handed the written paper, to Yan Mor Calamity.

“What is it?”

Yan Mor Calamity frowned, how it looked poisonous.

“The recipe for the antidote to Zimmer Gothic, do you recognize any of these poisonous insects?”

Upon hearing this, Yan Mor Calamity instantly became solemn and carefully went through the seven types of poisonous insects that Liang Sheng had written.

“Other than snowworms, all other poisonous insects are good to find.”

Liang Sheng frowned, “There’s no way to find the snow silkworms?”

Yan Mor Calamity raised his eyes, “Not really, this Snow Silkworm grows in the snowy mountains, because the color is similar to white snow, so it’s hard to find.”

“Even if it’s hard to find, you have to find it, without snow silkworms, you can’t make the antidote.”

Liang Sheng’s eyes flashed lightly, no antidote could be made without any of these seven types of poisonous insects.

Yan Mor Calamity nodded, “En. Tomorrow I’ll go to Snow Mountain to look for Snow Silkworms.”

“I’m going to …”

Before Liang Sheng could finish his words, Yan Mor Calamity directly rejected them.

“No way. The snowy mountains are too dangerous and very cold, so you can just wait for me at the royal residence.”

Liangsheng pouted in dissatisfaction, “I want to go.”

Looking at Liangsheng, whose small mouth was slightly pouting, Yan Mor Calamity’s heart was a little soft, but then he still hardened his heart.

“You can’t …”

Seeing Yan Mor Calamity trying to refuse again, Liangsheng directly stood on her tiptoes and kissed his thin lips, sealing all of his unfinished words in her mouth.

Yan Mor Calamity stared wide-eyed, did not expect that this little guy would come to this trick, he wanted to firm up his will, but that rebellious little tongue did not give him any chance to firm up.

Woody, Yan Mor Calamity cupped Liangsheng’s small face, closed his eyes, and received that raw but seductive kiss.

Hot, wild kisses that took her down a little.

It was a long time before the two separated, panting.

Liangsheng lay helplessly in Yan Mor Calamity’s arms, petulantly . Gasping, “I don’t want to be separated from you, not even for a moment.”

The delicate and feeble words caused Yan Mor Calamity’s heart to pound, and the hand wrapped around her abruptly tightened.

Why would he want to separate from her, it’s just that that snowy mountain is really dangerous, how could he bear to let her take the risk.

“Do you think the royal residence is safe, won’t those killers come to the royal residence?” Seeing Yan Mor Calamity not replying, Liang Sheng’s eyes lightly turned and continued to lobby.

Yan Mor Calamity’s body stiffened, yes, is the royal residence necessarily safe? Not to mention those killers, it is Shen Qingdai that woman, it is difficult enough to deal with.

“We’ll go together.”

Finally, Yan Mor Calamity still loosened his mouth.

“Really?” Liangsheng’s eyes were crystal clear as he looked at Yan Mor Calamity, his eyes filled with excitement.

Yan Mor Calamity hooked his lips, “En.”

It was better for them to go up to the snowy mountains together than to let her stay alone in the royal residence and deal with Shen Qingdai and those killers.

“Yan, I love you.” Liang Sheng directly jumped into Yan Mor Calamity’s arms and joyfully rubbed against his chest.

The light of his eyes became dark, looking at the little head in his arms, Yan Mor Calamity’s eyes were full of doting.

King Jing’s Mansion, Main Courtyard, Jun Qingxuan was a bit distracted, blushing at one moment, nervous and anxious at another.

“Your Highness, someone sent a letter.” Shui Yun walked in with a letter.

Jun Qingxuan frowned, took the envelope and waved her hand at Shui Yun, “Go down.”

“Yes.” Mizuno bowed and retreated.

Jun Qingxuan opened the envelope suspiciously, and after reading the contents of the letter, two balls of anger instantly flared up in her eyes as she directly crumpled the letter paper into a ball and threw it to the ground.

When Yan Qingxuan returned to his room, Jun Qingxuan was no longer in the room.

Seeing the ball of paper on the ground, Yan Qingxuan picked it up suspiciously.

“Tonight, I’ll see you at the Little Bamboo Grove.”

After reading the contents of the letter, Yan Chingxuan’s black eyes abruptly narrowed, and the letter paper was once again kneaded into a ball.

Turning, he slid his wheelchair out of the room.

Jun Qingxuan had been working in the small kitchen for half a day, and by the time she came out, it was already dark.

Jun Qingxuan carried the carefully prepared soup and returned to her room, only to find that Yan Qingxuan had not yet returned.

In the study, Yan Qingxuan looked at the book in his eyes, but in his heart, he was thinking about Jun Qingxuan.

“Prime Xuan, it’s so late and you’re still not resting.” Jun Qingxuan carried the soup and walked into the study.

Seeing Jun Qingxuan, Yan Qingxuan visibly froze for a moment, and then a wave of nameless joy instantly overflowed his heart.

“I’ve boiled soup for you, so drink it while it’s hot.” Jun Qingxuan brought the soup to Yan Qingxuan, then looked at him with an expectant expression.

This soup, she had prepared for him with great care, and she hoped it would help.

“You just went to make soup?” Yan Qingxuan looked at the soup bowl and raised his eyebrows slightly.

“Yeah, why?”

Jun Qingxuan looked nervous, he couldn’t have realized that there was something wrong with the soup.

“Nothing.”

Yan Qingxuan hooked his lips, full of joy as he picked up the bowl of soup and finished it in one gulp.

Seeing Yan Qingxuan actually finish a bowl of soup in one gulp, Jun Qingxuan’s eyes became crystal clear.

Great, I didn’t realize things were going so well.

“Would you like another bowl?” The soft voice carried a hint of seduction.

Yan Kengxuan nodded his head in a daze.

Jun Qingxuan immediately rejoiced as she re-served Yan Qingxuan a bowl of soup before sending it to him, “Drink all of it oh.”

Yan Ke Xuan obediently drank it all down in one go once again.

The soup had special ingredients put into it, and Jun Qingxuan didn’t dare to let him drink too much, and when she saw that he had drunk two bowls, she collected the soup bowl.

Two bowls of hot soup went down Yan Qingxuan, only to feel that his body was unbearably hot, and a wave of heat kept washing over his heart.

“What’s wrong, is it hot?” Seeing Yan Qingxuan’s face reddened and his head wet with sweat, Jun Qingxuan immediately lifted her sleeve to wipe his sweat.

A scent scurried into the tip of Yan Qingxuan’s nose, causing his mind to flutter and immediately grabbing down her hand.

“Never mind.”

He was hot, but her proximity would make him hotter.

“It’s late, go back to your room.” Jun Qingxuan said, and without letting Yan Qingxuan reply, she directly pushed him back to his room.

“I… I’ll go bathe.” An unbearable heat made Yan Qingxuan not dare to linger around her for more than a moment.

“I’ll help you.” Seemingly having eaten her weight, she was determined, Jun Qingxuan did not allow Yan Qingxuan any chance to escape.

Reaching down, he skillfully unbuttoned his shirt.

Looking at the delicate eyebrows in front of him, Yan Qingxuan’s heart throbbed and his hands clasped the chair in death.

Until he sat down in the barrel, Yan Qingxuan’s heart couldn’t be calmed down just because of the pair of warm and soft little hands behind him.

“I, I’ll just do it myself.” Yan Qingxuan tightly grasped Jun Qingxuan’s small hand, preventing her from moving around.

“I’ll do it.” However, Jun Qingxuan did not comply and directly drew back her small hand and took a cloth towel to wipe his back.

She loved doing everything she could for him.

Yan Qingxuan smiled bitterly, he wasn’t afraid that she would get tired, he was completely afraid that he wouldn’t be able to hold on. At this rate, he really doesn’t know how much longer he can hold on.

After rubbing her back, Jun Qingxuan turned to the front again.

She wiped very carefully, without a trace of shyness on her delicate little face, as if she were wiping not him, but a table.

On the contrary, it was Yan Qingxuan, as Jun Qingxuan approached, a heart beating wildly out of control.

Did she even know how tempting she looked like this, he was a normal as hell man.

Just as Jun Qingxuan’s small hand grazed his waist, Yan Qingxuan suddenly grabbed her small hand.

“What kind of soup did you make?”

Yan Qingxuan felt that his reaction was perverse, and what made him perverse seemed to be the two bowls of soup.

At the mention of the soup just now, Jun Qingxuan’s little face couldn’t help but redden slightly, and after holding her tongue for a long time, she nagged, “Matsutake Deer Whip Soup.”