Chapter 633: Wu Yunzhu’s Questioning
“Ah?” Ren Yingying was startled by Song Qingshu’s sudden remark. His words made her genuinely worried. When she considered the possibility that the cold poison might affect her ability to bear children, she shuddered. After all, in this world, a woman who couldn’t give birth would be considered guilty of violating one of the “Seven Outrageous Acts.”
“Alright then, I’ll trouble you, senior.” Ren Yingying’s eyelashes quivered slightly, revealing the turmoil in her heart.
Song Qingshu smiled faintly and stopped speaking, focusing on expelling the cold poison from her body. In truth, he hadn’t been entirely honest with her. While the dantian and chest were indeed the most dangerous areas to treat for cold poison, there was no need to use such an intimate method to heal her.
Of course, this position was the most convenient and efficient for expelling the poison. Given that Ren Yingying had been scheming to annul their engagement, Song Qingshu saw no reason to go out of his way to use a more complicated healing method. After all, he had always adhered to a life philosophy: “If you don’t take advantage of an opportunity, you’re a fool.” Naturally, he wasn’t about to play the role of a noble gentleman unnecessarily.
Despite the softness of the beauty in his arms and the faint fragrance emanating from her, Song Qingshu, seasoned by many experiences, quickly entered a state of unwavering focus as he channeled his Qi to heal her.
However, Ren Yingying found herself in a difficult situation. She had never been this close to a man before. The proximity of his breath already had her heart in disarray, and the two streams of inner Qi entering her abdomen and chest felt like writhing serpents coursing through her body. Perhaps it was her imagination, but each time his Qi passed through a pressure point, a faint tingling sensation would ripple through her entire body.
Ren Yingying bit her lip, trying desperately not to make any embarrassing sounds. However, her breathing inevitably became heavier, and the suppressed gasps faintly echoed through the room.
Song Qingshu was surprised by her reaction, not expecting her body to be so sensitive. He immediately slowed the flow of his Qi and said calmly, “Calm your mind. We’re at a critical stage.” Though he didn’t mind taking advantage of her, there was a limit to everything. He prided himself on being charming, but he refused to stoop to being crude.
“Okay,” Ren Yingying replied, her face flushed red. She had also heard her own gasping but chose to pretend it wasn’t loud enough for him to notice. However, his words shattered that illusion.