Star Farming, the eldest lady relies on alchemy to counterattack

Chapter 402 Lan Xin's Beauty

Lan Xin's fair skin was tinged with a light pink, her bright blue eyes were brimming with moisture, and her long blue hair was draped over her shoulders. When Lan Xin spoke, she turned her head slightly, her long eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, and her bright red lips glistened.

"Your appearance makes me not want to refine medicine anymore." Ning Xuan's restless hand moved to Lan Xin's face again.

While on the front lines, she was too busy with work to spend much time with Lan Xin. In her memory, although Lan Xin was beautiful, she was not particularly special among the contractors. Now, looking at her more closely, Lan Xin's appearance was much more outstanding than she remembered, and she seemed different from before.

This change was largely due to the level increase. Lan Xin's level increased too quickly, so the changes were not obvious at first. However, as time went on and he gained experience outside, Lan Xin not only became more powerful in temperament, but also more refined in appearance.

Those deep blue eyes were profound and pure, like crystal-clear sapphires, without a single impurity. As their gaze shifted, it was as if stars had fallen into a deep blue lake, creating ripples that stirred the heart.

Ning Xuan suddenly wanted to see what it would look like if those eyes were filled with tears.
Lan Xin was still wearing her top properly, but she had taken off her pants long before she transformed into a snake tail, revealing her long, straight legs. Under Ning Xuan's hot and aggressive gaze, the tips of her ears, which were faintly visible in her blue hair, were already bright red.

“Master, you said that these few batches of medicine are gifts for the guests and are very important. What should I do so that you can continue refining medicine?” Lan Xin tucked a strand of blue hair that had fallen in front of her behind her ear, bent down and presented her delicate face to Ning Xuan’s hands.

"Your eyes are so beautiful, they look brighter than sapphires," Ning Xuan said admiringly, staring into his eyes.

"Master, as long as it doesn't interfere with your business, I will do whatever you say." Lan Xin bit his lower lip lightly. His teeth were very neat, leaving shallow teeth marks on his rosy lips.

"Your eyes remind me of the legendary mermaid. I don't think I've ever seen you cry. Be good, put it on yourself." Ning Xuan took out Lan Xin's slave collar from her spatial button and made him put it on himself.

"Yes, Master." Lan Xin took it and fastened the collar around her neck without hesitation.

Normally, a slave of his status would have to wear a collar for a long time after having relations with his master, so that the master could play with him. He was not allowed to take it off. His master was kind and sent him to work in the army. In order to facilitate his movement, the master took away the collar and did not let him wear it for a long time.

Seeing that Lan Xin cooperated and put on the collar, Ning Xuan found Lan Xin's information interface on the computer and gently tapped the 90% energy suppression setting.

With a "hum", the collar emitted a white light that enveloped Lan Xin. Lan Xin felt her bones suddenly become heavier and the energy flowing in her meridians became sluggish, as if most of the energy in most of her meridians had been blocked.

The areas on his buttocks and the back of his thighs where he had been hit suddenly became itchy and painful. He instinctively touched them and found that they were indeed swollen, and the swelling was getting worse.

Energy suppression means the injured area is deprived of nourishment from the body's energy, causing what was originally a normal injury to become more serious.

Ning Xuan clearly noticed his unusual behavior. A wicked smile appeared on her lips as she slapped his buttocks. Lan hissed in pain and gasped for breath. His body trembled uncontrollably, and tears welled up in his eyes from the pain, with a reddish tinge at the corners of his eyes.

Ning Xuan grabbed Lan Xin's swollen and hot buttocks and pinched them, then let go, admiring the beauty's eyes filled with tears that were about to fall. Indeed, he looked like a pear blossom in the rain, making people want to tease him even more.

She'll have to talk to Yu Mingche later and make sure that spanking is made a regular part of the family discipline.

As Ning Xuan massaged him, she noticed that Lan Xin's body was getting hotter and softer. Not only his injured buttocks, but the rest of his body was also becoming burning hot. Ning Xuan ripped open Lan Xin's shirt, revealing his delicate collarbone and well-defined pectoral muscles. His entire body flushed pink, like peach blossoms in spring, and his clear, deep blue eyes were already brimming with spring passion.

Lan Xin's fever was triggered when Yan Hezhen gave him the Soul-Stealing Powder. He had previously managed to suppress it with medication, self-control, and his own internal energy. Now that his internal energy was suppressed, he could no longer suppress the symptoms of the fever.

When it erupted, it was incredibly turbulent. Lan Xin felt as if boiling water was bubbling inside him, impossible to calm down. He hugged Ning Xuan tightly, refusing to let go.

After Ning Xuan submitted an application to the Covenant Relationship Management Center to hold a covenant ceremony, the center sent a special investigator to investigate the situation, and Yu Mingche received him.

When investigator Zhou Yan stepped into the Qingluan Mountain villa, Yu Mingche, dressed in a neat Zhongshan suit, greeted him at the gate.

In fact, Ning Xuan and Yu Mingche had already established a spiritual link and had a substantial contractual relationship, so the so-called investigation was just a formality.

"Investigator Zhou, welcome." Yu Mingche shook hands with Zhou Yan with a perfectly timed smile.

Zhou Yan's temples are slightly gray, and his eyes are sharp. He is 120 years old this year and has been a mediator at the Contractual Relationship Management Center for several decades.

A young assistant followed behind him, head down, taking notes on a tablet. "Mr. Yu, you're too kind. The contract investigation is a necessary procedure, and we hope you understand."

“Of course.” Yu Mingche stepped aside to make way. “Please follow me to the reception room.”

Inside the reception room, floor-to-ceiling windows offered views of a meticulously manicured courtyard. After taking his seat, Zhou Yan went straight to the point: "According to the 'Regulations on the Management of Contractual Relationships,' we need to verify the basic bloodline of both parties. Today, we'll begin with your family background."

The assistant pulled up a holographic projection table, with densely packed entries floating in the air, and most of the area behind it was blank.

Yu Mingche's fingers clenched slightly, but his expression remained unchanged.

“According to our investigation, your father, Yu Shouyue, died at the age of 35 from a mental attack. At that time, you were just 3 years old, right?” Zhou Yan asked, raising his eyes.

“Yes.” Yu Mingche nodded somewhat stiffly.

Zhou Yan marked on the tablet: "Is it true that you were diagnosed with bipolar disorder at the age of 15 and underwent compulsory treatment as a result?"

“That’s true.” Yu Mingche nodded again.

"Your birth mother's identity is unknown, and no matching maternal blood relative has been found in the gene bank. Is this true?" Zhou Yan asked again.