Didn't you go to Teyvat to earn money to support me?

Treating the symptoms without addressing the root cause depends on the situation. If you only treat the symptoms, you'll eventually just be prolonging your life. The only problem is, Shen Liang has a feeling... these Yakshas seem to be starting to see him as a panacea?

Shen Liang lay sprawled on the coffin lid, staring at the ceiling and lost in thought. Suddenly, she reached out and forcefully pressed down on the head of Miss Fire Yaksha, who was squatting in front of the coffin. Immediately afterward, Ying Da opened her beautiful eyes wide in shock and humiliation, struggling to pry open the coffin, her fingernails scratching the coffin lid with a sharp, mournful sound.

"Cough cough...cough! cough!" Only after Shen Liang let go did she suddenly raise her head, cover her throat and cough with difficulty for a while before glaring resentfully at the boy who was stretching and getting up, and her younger sister who was covering her mouth and chuckling beside her.

“I don’t want to dirty Sister Yu Tu’s coffin,” Shen Liang said, sitting at one end of the coffin. He reached out and lifted Ying Da’s chin, looking innocently into the woman’s unwilling eyes. “So I’m sorry, Sister Ying Da, please bear with it.”

"Cough...you brat!" Ying Da angrily slapped his hand away, huffing, "At least say hello!"

"Didn't Sister Yingda also not say hello?" Shen Liang tilted her head. "Sisters who sneak up here before others wake up have no right to criticize me."

"How could I call this taking advantage of you while you were still asleep? I did it openly and honestly!" Yingda's voice was loud, but her tone was clearly guilty. She awkwardly looked away from Fa Nan, who was searching for clothes on the floor. "I... I was worried about you, Liang'er, your... Holy Blood Burning Body, right? I was afraid that you would fall asleep at night and your whole body would turn red from the heat. So I willingly endured the humiliation and condescended to perform that... Yin-Yang Combination Book on you. Do you think your... tastes good? I'm clearly doing this for your safety, working tirelessly day and night as your good sister!"

"You used the idiom well. Sister Yingda isn't as uncultured as I thought."

"Liang'er!"

"So you won't call me 'Your Highness' anymore once we get to know each other?" Shen Liang chuckled.

"Hey! How dare you say that!"

Shen Liang's willingness to provide medical services to the Yakshas came at a price. Although Shen Liang initially didn't care about the cost, Xiao Yu'er insisted very seriously that Shen Liang must accept an equivalent reward. Her reasoning was that the Yaksha clan never owed anyone anything, and Shen Liang was already recovering from a serious illness; if he intervened again, he would face another timeline of burning holy blood. Would he simply watch Shen Liang collapse without receiving payment?

Fa Nan, of course, felt that he couldn't handle it alone, so he subtly hinted to Shen Liang to include Ying Da in the compensation.

Of course, the silly older sister, Fire Demon, didn't understand the agreement between her sister and Shen Liang at all. She immediately got excited when she heard Fanan say, "This will hurt Liang'er's health." She patted her chest and loudly promised that she would satisfy whatever reward Shen Liang needed, and that she would use all her connections and resources to help Shen Liang recover.

Shen Liang felt this was inappropriate. Even someone as lacking in common sense as him felt he should explain the pros and cons to Ying Da, at least letting Ying Da know what price he would have to pay. But Fanan decisively interrupted him, saying, "Our Yaksha clan is just that generous, just that we never owe each other anything, just that we are good girls. Your Highness, please don't say any more. If we sisters are saved by Your Highness, we will repay you with our lifelong devotion." Then Ying Da happily replied, "Fanan is right, I feel the same way."

Shen Liang felt that saying more now would make it seem like he didn't trust the other person enough.

So after the four yakshas, ​​including Xiao, finished their karmic cleansing process, seeing the boy whose body temperature had begun to rise and whose breath was gradually becoming hot, Fanan dragged him and his sister back to Yingda's tent without saying a word.

To be honest, perhaps it's because all fire-type girls are a bit eccentric. Even when Fanan pulled off Shen Liang's clothes, Yingda was still happily admiring the beautiful scenery and casually commenting that the princess's development wasn't very good, with no curves at all, so she must be a perpetual loli.

Then, by the time Yingda finally realized something was wrong, Fanan had already gently locked the tent with her unique formation. Yingda, whose skill in formations was far inferior to Fanan's, could only watch in shock, fear, and even despair as her younger sister held down the "princess" with a beaming, adorable face.

"Watch carefully, Second Sister, this is how the little princess uses it. I'll only demonstrate it once."

However, it is also clear that Yingda is quick to accept reality.

"Brother Fushe has spent over five hundred years trying to correct Second Sister's orientation, but to no avail. It seems that Fa Nan is more reliable." The petite Water Yaksha, who was only 1.5 meters tall like Shen Liang, smiled and folded her black strapless bodysuit. She then summoned a ball of clear water to prepare for washing.

"Tsk," Yingda tossed aside his fiery red hair, crossed his arms, and said disdainfully, "It's a long way off, Xiao Wu. I've thought about it carefully. Just because I can accept Liang'er doesn't mean I can accept other men. I just like pure and cute girls, and Liang'er has that quality. He's more lovable than you or me. It has nothing to do with whether he's a boy or not, right? If I had to say, I don't really care about gender differences. As for men... I don't have any prejudice against them. I just can't find a man who meets my needs."

"Is this why Second Sister clung to Liang'er all night?"

"Why not? I'm not like you, Xiao Wu. I never bother to hide my intentions. I've been interested in the little princess from the very beginning, as you know. Since Liang'er has taken the initiative to throw good money after bad, how could I not take a bite?"

Shen Liang watched the two sisters arguing back and forth, thought for a moment, and raised her hand: "I think the title 'princess' is better..."

"Unless you go out naked every day, Liang'er, believe me, no one in the world will ever call you Your Highness the Crown Prince." Ying Da turned her head, her smile alluring. "You don't want outsiders to know that you've been pretending to be a girl for so long, do you?"

"I wasn't pretending."

"The point isn't whether you're pretending or not, it's that you haven't denied it," Fa Nan chuckled. "Liang'er is really easy to fool. If you don't clarify things from the beginning, it'll be useless to clarify them later. Liang'er doesn't want outsiders to think of him as a perverted pretty boy who deliberately infiltrated the girls' dormitory, does he?"

"I'm very grateful to Sister Fanan for adding 'handsome boy' to my description at this time, but Jigong doesn't actually have a girls' dormitory."

"That depends on how you define it, Liang'er. If Senior Gan Yu, myself, Teacher Alice, Rosalin, and you and your two younger sisters are all in this dorm, everyone will think it's a girls' dorm. Liang'er, you must have planned this all along. So, Liang'er, you don't want to..."

"Enough! If you threaten me again, I'll report you to the authorities!" Although Shen Liang wasn't afraid, he still felt like he'd been harassed and flew into a rage. "I have leverage over you all. Believe me, I won't do your treatments from now on!"

Fanan and Yingda then shut their mouths in satisfaction. They really couldn't tease Shen Liang any longer, or he would get angry. Although the angry white-haired, red-eyed wildcat could only rage, he was still a child at heart. What if he held a grudge and sent a telegram to Leidian to complain?

"Xiao Wu, wash this too while you're at it." Ying Da lazily hugged Shen Liang, kicking his own socks, underwear, and outerwear to Fanan with his toes. "We don't have any clean clothes. Liang'er, next time you pick out clothes for us, make us a few more."

"Then you'll be in charge of drying them later. The military training starts at nine, and it's six now. We can't waste time because of wet clothes." (This is a rhetorical question.)

"I know, I know. If we don't have time to clean it up, it'll all be our little princess's fault, won't it?" Yingda sat on the coffin lid with a grin, hugging the fair-skinned boy from behind, and smelling the cherry blossom scent emanating from Shen Liang's white hair. "You little guy are surprisingly outstanding. You don't look like a girl at all."

Shen Liang was confused and was about to get up and leave when Ying Da grabbed her waist and pulled her back to report, making her sit down on the cold coffin.

"Hey, Xiao Liang'er."

Yingda's tone changed slightly, and Shen Liang noticed it keenly. She was breathing warmly into his ear.

"Look at this environment, we're all in this state."

Shen Liang scanned the inside and outside of the tent but couldn't see anything wrong. The bed was in disarray, clothes were rolling around in the water, and Fa Nan's face was slightly red, and she could only cover herself with a blanket.

"I always feel like we're not quite there yet." Yingda's soft, voluptuous body pressed against his back, both of them feeling each other clearly. Yingda's voice was no longer so clear, but began to tremble with a hoarseness and allure from barely suppressed emotion. She gazed at Fanan, whose expression had slightly frozen, and whispered in Shen Liang's ear, "Anyway, Xiao Wu and I are already yours. Since it's still early, shall we take it a step further?"

Shen Liang was still pondering her meaning when Huo Yacha suddenly tripped his legs, scooped him up, and nimbly flipped him over, pressing him against the coffin lid. She chuckled softly, "Liang'er, you care so much about that woman in the coffin? Well then, let's leave it here. I was a little annoyed earlier. What do you mean by 'don't dirty Sister Yu Tu's coffin'? I'm going to dirty it anyway!"

Shen Liang hadn't realized what was about to happen, but Fa Nan reacted and quickly ran over: "No!"

"Why not? Just for this damn virginity mark?" Ying Da suddenly grabbed Shen Liang's right hand, looked at the cinnabar dot on the inside of his wrist, his fiery eyes narrowed, extremely displeased. "I'm telling you, Xiao Wu, just because of this thing, you and Gan Yu are so timid and hesitant, pretending to be a loving and innocent brother and sister every day. You've clearly made this kid happy in every way, but what about yourselves? Let me tell you, I can't stand it!"

Shen Liang stared wide-eyed, looking around. "Um, you two, could you explain this to me..."

Shen Liang was even learning the professional term for the red dot on his arm for the first time. He thought he would look it up later, but Ying Da and Fanan's conversation suddenly touched on his blind spot in knowledge.

To be precise, this was a blind spot in his knowledge that even Mistelin was unwilling to teach him.

"Second sister, don't be silly. This is a restriction that Thunder True Sister has established through blood. Anyone who dares to touch it will definitely be detected by Thunder Supreme."

"So what? Does she know who I am? Even the most powerful demon god's influence is limited to his own territory. This is Liyue; her influence can't reach the heavens!"

"If Liang'er broke the seal here, do we even need to know who it was? It's obvious... Second Sister, wake up! The fact that Sister Lei Dian Zhen set up the virginity mark means that, at least, we are not the right person for Liang'er in her heart. At least, at least we can't be the first one."

The two sisters started arguing, but no one answered Shen Liang anyway.

Yingda straddled Shen Liang's waist, staring at the cinnabar dot on the inside of his arm. After a moment of silence, he said reluctantly, "I know, but Xiao Wu, do we really need to care so much?"

"of course."

“I don’t think so, Xiao Wu. I don’t want to know what Raiden has planned for her son or what future she’s arranged for him. I only know that I might die, and you might die soon too. I don’t want to deal with the damned things about the decline of the Yaksha clan right now, but I think I have my own. I thought I didn’t care about the continuation of the lineage or anything like that, but if Ryo’er is a boy… I suddenly feel like it’s not so impossible.” Ying Da gritted his teeth. “I don’t know if Ryo’er likes us or what kind of feelings he has. He might not even understand what liking someone is, but… but I don’t want to be behind others, Xiao Wu. I don’t think I should be ranked behind others. What is Raiden? What is Raiden? Compared to the stupid Yaksha lives that could end at any moment, I don’t think they have anything to be afraid of.”

She looked down at Shen Liang, her smile surprisingly menacing. "Little Liang, if your mother really comes knocking, you certainly won't let me die, right? You're my man."

Shen Liang frowned: "What is a lover? I will listen to my mother."

Yingda smiled wryly: "What if your mother is so angry that she wants to kill me, your sister?"

“That’s different. You are my property. Mother can make me obey, but she can’t make you obey.” Shen Liang began to sort out her logic. “The property of her property is not her property.”

Chapter Ninety-Four: The Joining of the Fire Yaksha

"So in your eyes, I'm your possession?" Yingda chuckled. "Is this the logic of a child? From your perspective, I'm just your toy, right? If the toy hurts you, and your mother wants to throw it away, you'll protect your toy. But that doesn't mean you love your toy; it's just simple possessiveness."

Shen Liang thought for three seconds and then understood. "You're using a metaphor. Hmm, if you're comparing Sister Yingda to a toy, then maybe that's what I meant. But I don't quite understand the difference between 'love' and 'like.' If I had to say, I do like Sister Yingda quite a bit."

Yingda calmed down. She knew Shen Liang wouldn't lie, and after spending so many days together, she had basically understood the boy's character. Although he lacked common sense, he was straightforward and outspoken, and his naivety was outrageous. Sometimes, even if his actions made people want to punch him, looking into his completely unreserved eyes, they couldn't muster any feelings of disgust or aversion.

As he said, it's hard to say that he was willing to have such intimate contact with Yingda or Fanan because they liked each other, because his "liking" wasn't the kind of "liking" that normal people have; it was just liking for an "object." Even Yingda couldn't imagine that he was a philanderer, because his values ​​probably didn't even understand what "philandering" meant. He didn't even consider Yingda as a lover, wife, concubine, or maid.

It doesn't even qualify as a "physical relationship".

In his eyes, Yingda was just his "friend" and "toy".

Yingda's feelings were now even more indescribable... Looking at Shen Liang's calm appearance, she could no longer suppress the vexation and lingering feeling in her heart.

Although she had prepared herself last night—the Yaksha clan lives only a day, needing neither titles nor emotions—even without any romantic feelings, a well-behaved and adorable boy like Little Wildcat would be a worthwhile man to have. But she was still unsatisfied. The root cause was that last bit of resentment she felt as a woman; she just wasn't quite reconciled… even though she kept telling herself that her time with Shen Liang was nothing more than a fleeting affair…

But even a fleeting romance still involves some degree of affection.

"Liang'er, do you want to treat me like a toy?" Yingda said in a low voice. "But I'm not a plaything you can summon and dismiss at will. We've only been together for one night. Isn't it too arrogant to treat me like your possession?"

Although that wasn't what he really thought, Yingda still awkwardly said those words.

Anyway, she wasn't afraid and didn't care. This little wildcat didn't have any romantic interests in mind, and probably hadn't even thought about "wife candidates." Besides, even if she did, it wouldn't be her turn. Those shameless monsters like Inazuma, Fa Nan, and Gan Yu were all closer to Shen Liang than she was.

Then do something to annoy Shen Liang, and say something that will irritate him. I, General Ying Da of the Fire Rat, am not one of those soft girls who only have you in their hearts. They act like your dear sisters, but aren't they all thinking the same thing? They're just hoping you'll treat them as potential wives.

But Shen Liang just gave her a strange look. "Arrogance?"

"Isn't that right? You just tricked me into bed and think you're the only one in my heart?" Yingda snorted.

A hint of doubt appeared on Shen Liang's delicate face. "But now you're the one pinning me down on the bed and talking to me rudely. I haven't lied to you about anything."

It should be one meal.

"That's not important. What's important is that since you've never liked me, let's just stay friends. I definitely won't pester you or say I love you." Yingda coughed twice. "Of course, even though we're just friends, well... uh, I really hope you can be the father of my future child. That shouldn't be a big problem, right? Don't worry, I'll raise the child by myself in the future."

Shen Liang still wore that adorable, bewildered expression, as if saying, "What are you talking about? I don't understand." Fa Nan, standing beside her, was almost speechless at this silly, goofy older sister's words and actions. What does "ordinary friend" even mean? Do you even know what you're saying? Second Sister, your definition of "ordinary friend" is almost as distorted as Liang'er's!

"But I like you," was all Shen Liang could say.

Yingda was stunned once again, looking at the gentle and obedient boy beneath her, who was as docile as a kitten. Even though she kept emphasizing in her mind that the "like" he said was not what she meant, Yingda could still feel her heart being gripped tightly.

"I don't know what I said that made Sister Yingda uncomfortable, which led to her being so aggressive, but I really like everyone. I don't treat Sister Yingda like some plaything to be ordered around. If you feel that I don't respect you, it must be your imagination, because I have always considered you a good friend." Shen Liang repeated the word, "good friend, the kind of good friend who doesn't want to leave me, who belongs only to me."

"Belonging only to you?"

“Yes, although it’s presumptuous of me to say this, I hope that Sister Yingda will never leave me.” Shen Liang made no attempt to hide her directness. “The kind of best friend where we’re all together, see each other every day, and get through everything together, no matter what happens.”

Yingda looked into his eyes; the boy's red eyes were so clear that she felt a little afraid to face him.

"What? Isn't this just the purest form of possessiveness?" Yingda muttered.

Shen Liang frowned, feeling somewhat annoyed that all her words hadn't made Ying Da happy.

But Yingda lowered her head, suddenly realizing that she seemed to have walked into a dead end.

Indeed, this little wildcat doesn't understand love and treats her only like a friend or a toy.