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

The general remained silent, not uttering a word. Gan Yu, Fanan, and Alice—none of them were truly certain whether the general possessed any feelings, or whether she would act impulsively, because the general was always accustomed to silence. Silent women are more terrifying than talkative ones; they bury everything in their hearts, and when they speak, it is when they draw their swords.

The general was clearly being groomed to be Inazuma's future general or even leader. Women tend to bury their hatred deep inside for a long time, so sooner or later she would grow up and draw her sword.

“You haven’t grown up yet. You only have your men and your brothers in your hearts. Your vision is too narrow, so you are pure. Pure people are truly enviable,” Gan Yu said softly. “Regardless of good or evil, pure people are not so conflicted and in pain.”

"Alright! Three people are enough. How can a little wildcat like Xiao Liang'er be so fierce?" Alice interrupted impatiently. "If all else fails, we can add this little fox! She's as good as two of us!"

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Inazuma, a desolate coast.

On the front lines, Lei Yingdian, alone with a knife, walked back to his tent through the torrential rain and saw his sister sewing clothes by the fire.

Raiden snapped the thread, glanced up at her sister whose armor was stained with black blood—blood from monsters in the Beast Realm, highly corrosive. She felt a pang of heartache, casually tossing aside her sister's armor to reveal a tight-fitting black undergarment. Holding up the half-sewn garment, she smiled slightly and asked, "How is it?"

"You sewed it for me?" Lei Yingdian washed his face in the basin, then untied his high ponytail, tossed it, and shook his head.

"Hmm, shall we take a look at Ying?"

Lei Yingdian casually took it; it was a finely sewn white monzakuri with a pattern. Because of its pure white design and the subtle embroidery of lightning, it initially looked like a girl's white kimono. However, upon closer inspection, Lei Yingdian noticed that the sleeves were gathered, and the size was that of a boy.

She sighed, pouting slightly as she looked at her sister, "How long has it been since you made me clothes after Liang'er came along? All the clothes I've worn over the years have been made by the Textile Bureau; I have no affection for them at all!"

"What emotion do clothes need? The kimonos the textile bureau made for us are far better than anything I could make."

“It’s different! Clothes sewn by hand are like meals cooked by hand, while those from the Weaving Bureau are like takeout meals, they’re completely unacceptable!” Lei Yingdian ran over, hugged her sister’s arm, and shook it, pouting, “Besides, if you give Liang’er the clothes but not your sister, you can’t be fair to her.”

“Liang’er wears that straitjacket with straps every day, like a prisoner who needs to be controlled. You’re different.” Lei Dianzhen sighed helplessly. “Besides, you can have whatever you want. Liang’er made so many beautiful clothes for you by hand. He has feelings for you, right? He made them for you because he likes you, but you never wear them.”

Lei Yingdian thought of Shen Liang's research on clothes, and then of the clothes she had hidden away, and couldn't help but blush and laugh out loud: "Sister knows about those clothes too. Although Liang'er's skills are good, they are simply not suitable for going out. How could I possibly wear them out? One of them has a backless design, another has exposed thighs, and the last one is completely covered up, with tight-fitting bodysuit stockings all over, and I can't even wear an undergarment."

"I think it's fine, it's not indecent at all." Raiden was very unhappy with his sister's questioning of his son's taste. "He looks really good in it!"

"That's what you think! If you think it's acceptable, why don't I see you dressed like that when you go to court!"

“Then…then…” Raiden was speechless for a moment.

“Sister knows that such a style is only for Liang’er to see, right? It’s fine if the Fox Palace and the others wear it, but how can you and I, as the rulers of a country, be so undignified?” Lei Yingdong put the clothes on the table, turned around and smiled, “I only wear it when I’m with Liang’er, to make him happy. And the most important thing is not the style of the clothes, but that Liang’er is too meticulous. He… sigh, he gives us both the same clothes. You know, Liang’er insists on wearing the same set of clothes. Not only do we have to wear his outer garments and belts, but also his inner garments, undergarments, and even… even his breast wraps and tabi socks, everything has to be designed by him.”

Lei, halfway through her movie, blushed so much she couldn't continue, but still whispered, "Sister, you have to do something about this. Every time Liang'er makes me try it on with that hopeful look, I feel so embarrassed... Just thinking about how Liang'er made those fabrics herself, stitch by stitch, makes me feel... it feels like I'm being..."

"By what?"

"Being seen naked by Liang'er...that feeling..." Lei Yingdian's voice was barely audible.

"You're being silly." Lei Dian really tapped her on the head.

"Yes, I do! Although I really like Liang'er, I always feel so ashamed!"

"What's wrong with that? If you put it that way, why don't you feel anything when the female workers in the weaving bureau make clothes for you?" Lei Dianzhen laughed. "What's there to be ashamed of? I often wear them for Liang'er to see, and she even hugs my waist to measure the length. How come I never feel anything unusual?"

Lei Yingdian got anxious, "How can you say that? Sister, what are you to Liang'er? You took him to the hot springs and you had no conscience, how can I be the same?"

"Shadow asks if you feel guilty?" Lightning tilts her head, a smile on her face.

Lei Yingdian's mind calmed down in an instant. She pondered the words for a moment, and suddenly felt a cold sweat break out on her back. She quickly changed the subject and went to help Lei Dianzhen light the lamp.

The two sisters chatted until late at night. Not long after one topic ended, Lei Yingdian, seeing that her older sister's expression was still serene, couldn't help but ask, "Liang'er...aren't you going to Liyue to take a look?"

"Shadow is indeed very worried."

"The telegram from Liyue says that Liang'er's life or death is currently unknown. Although... although I believe that Liang'er is no ordinary person, that his background is a secret, and that he even communicates with the gods in the heavens. But... I still can't put my mind at ease. Liang'er's strange illness has never been cured, and now he's in Liyue."

“Liang’er doesn’t lack girls in Liyue.” Raiden interrupted.

The movie was a bit scary.

She glanced at her sister, who was also looking at her. Their eyes met; one was filled with fear and unease, the other with a calm and composed expression.

Lei Yingdian was naturally terrified. She had actually been concealing her illicit feelings for Shen Liang from Lei Dianzhen all along, and theoretically, her concealment was flawless. However, the healing method of the *Book of Yin and Yang Harmony* required the sacrifice of a girl, a fact that, theoretically, only the Fox Palace knew!

How did my sister know?

—No, let's put aside how my sister knew, what does she mean by saying this? Does she know that I obtained this secret from the Fox Palace? Can she guess my ulterior motives towards Liang'er from this?

--elder sister……?

Lei Yingdian's greatest fear in life was her sister's anger, and this incident was likely to trigger her sister's fury. As the younger sister, how could she harbor such feelings towards her child? Others might be forgivable, but Lei Yingdian was utterly wicked!

But as the God of Thunder, Lei Yingdian thought extremely quickly, and she immediately showed a blank expression.

"Sister, are you confused? What does this have to do with girls?"

Yes, I'll pretend I don't know about the secret technique of the "Book of Yin and Yang Harmony," and pretend I know nothing about Liang'er. Whether you're testing me or not, I won't give myself away!

Lei Dianzhen lowered his head, took a sip of tea, then looked up gently into his sister's eyes. "Gan Yu and I have been corresponding, so she'll handle this. As for when to see Liang'er... well, I'll find an opportunity to go."

"The war is over? Together?" Lei asked.

"No, I'll go alone."

Lei was taken aback. Her sister was actually planning to leave Inazuma alone? This was truly a rare occurrence, but a sense of resentment also surfaced within her. She hadn't seen Ryo in a long time.

Compared to Raiden's genuine motherly love, her feelings are much harder to bear. Why didn't you take me? How could you not take me? Take me with you!

But before he could even speak...

Suddenly, Raiden covered her mouth, her eyes wide with terror, and took a step back. After only a couple of steps, she instinctively collapsed onto the bed. Raiden quickly lifted the hem of her kimono, only to see her younger sister curled up on the bed, covering her mouth, like a convulsing shrimp, as if under a spell.

"Shadow!?" Raiden's first thought was that his sister had been injured on the battlefield or had been poisoned by a curse that was now taking effect.

But Lei Dian just curled up and covered his mouth, refusing to let go. Lei Dian investigated but couldn't sense anything wrong with his sister's body. He only saw tears in her eyes, a look of shame and anger in her eyes.

Then, Lei Yingdian coughed violently. She didn't even have time to talk to her sister. She grabbed a glass of water and swallowed it down before glaring at her sister with her beautiful eyes, "Your Liang'er's good deed!"

"???" Raiden was completely confused.

Lei Yingdian wanted to curse inwardly. "It's this time again! Doesn't this kid know the time?" "Right, it's nighttime, which is perfect for this time of day! Didn't they say the general's limbs are all necrotic? The spares haven't been sent over yet. You still like a puppet that doesn't work with you?! Are you in such a hurry?"

Lei was starting to regret his outburst… Perhaps he should tell Liang’er that the doll and she had developed a connection…

But then, in Raiden's eyes, Raiden seemed to have her throat choked again. She covered her lips, her throat bobbed several times, and tears were clearly flowing uncontrollably.

"Ying, are you really alright? You've been coughing a lot these past few days. Should I take you to the Zhaigong Palace for a checkup?"

"No need! Cough cough cough cough... Your precious Liang'er is really alright, you can really rest assured! He... is very fierce!" Lei Yingdi waved his hand forcefully, instantly transforming into lightning and fleeing back to his tent. At this moment, Hu Qiandai happened to lift the curtain, and the two briefly met. Hu Qiandai stared at Lei Yingdi's back, narrowing her eyes.

“Kage seems to be having some health problems lately. Her cough is getting more and more frequent, and sometimes she coughs so hard that she kneels or lies on the bed trembling, her posture is very contorted, and her expression is like she has lost consciousness…” Raiden Shin’s eyes showed worry. “I’ve never seen Kage like this in all these years. Chiyo, do you think she… has been poisoned?”

"Tch, they're addicted to the lack of men, I can relate."

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Shen Liang's bedroom.

The white-haired boy was completely naked, his skin flushed a hot red, and his breathing was extremely heavy. The heat from his breath could form white steam even in summer, making him look like a savage and powerful wild beast.

Yet, his flawless face seemed incongruous with his breathing. Anyone could see that he was extremely mentally unstable; his eyes flickered with golden light. He kept reaching out to his right, then forcing himself to pull his hand back, his expression one of struggle as he did so.

On the ground to the right lies a fox-eared girl who has lost consciousness. Yae no Miko's clothes are torn, and clear purplish-black marks from twisting are visible on her collarbone, arms, waist, and thighs. Although such injuries are hardly considered injuries to the demon race and will heal in a few minutes, they still demonstrate the madness and brutality of the person who inflicted these bruises on the girl.

The little fox was already filthy and sticky, just like the little general beside it, who was also a mess. One of the two little creatures had given his all but fell into a coma due to his brain not being able to take it, while the other, being a puppet, could not faint and quietly watched Shen Liang without uttering a word of complaint.

To be precise, even Yae no Miko had no complaints before losing consciousness.

"What...what have I done?" Shen Liang's remaining rationality made him try to suppress his burning desire, but seeing such a filthy and chaotic scene, he gritted his teeth and whispered as softly as possible, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

"I don't think this is excessive," the general said calmly. "This body is someone who serves by your side, and whatever your brother desires, he will satisfy through this body. It's just my duty. Compared to the past, it's only a little more intense, nothing more."

"Shut up," Shen Liang growled.

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Chapter 113 An Intolerable Love

Shen Liang stretched out his trembling hand, trying several times to touch the naked back of the Eightfold Divine Child. It was just too tempting; the beautiful curves of the girl's body were so delicate that you could almost squeeze water out of it.

For Shen Liang, who desperately needed an "antidote," Yae no Miko was the most beautiful thing in the world. Consuming her, treating her purely as a toy and food, would allow him to vent his pain to the fullest extent. The little fox was even more suitable than the general; the general's character was far too resolute, and he wouldn't show any pain or humiliation beneath him. But even if Yae no Miko didn't resist, she would still feel discomfort and cry.

That would further increase the boy's violent desires.

But he still turned Yae no Miko's face away, then gritted his teeth, suddenly picked up his two younger sisters and threw them onto the bed, covered them with the blankets with all his might, then staggered out of the bedroom while holding onto the wall, closed the door behind him, and slowly sat down against the door.

A soft sigh came from inside. Shen Liang looked up at the living room, his face covered in cold sweat. All the lights in the dormitory were off, and the living room was dark.

He breathed heavily and silently, gathering his strength. Although his internal organs were being scorched by invisible flames, he had actually entered his weakest phase. His back was covered not in hot sweat, but in icy cold sweat. The raging fire of the Holy Blood's backlash was slowly burning away his blood; the pain would have triggered shock in an ordinary person.

But he couldn't go into shock; he had to stay awake, otherwise the high fever would destroy his brain. Medically, this was irreversible damage, a thousand times more serious for a demon than the loss of limbs. He might not die, but that would be worse than death.

Although death was not the end for him, it was the end for others. He no longer had the time for rebirth over a hundred, a thousand, or even ten thousand years.

Shen Liang crawled erratically on the floor, picked up the showerhead in the bathroom, and because there was no connection to the boiler room in the summer, the cool water splashing on his body made him feel comfortable but also made his vision blur for a moment.

"Please help me," Shen Liang said softly.

Misterine closed the bathroom door, locked it, and made sure the noise didn't attract Rosalyn's attention. Otherwise, if Rosalyn barged in now, Shen Liang, on the verge of a mental breakdown, might pin her to the floor. She gritted her teeth as she closed and locked the door, the sound still a little loud, because she wasn't sure if she wanted Rosalyn to hear. For a fleeting moment, Misterine even maliciously hoped that Rosalyn would come out and be used as prey by Shen Liang…

But she knew Shen Liang wouldn't do that, so she could only grit her teeth, pick up the knife, and slash Shen Liang's back repeatedly.

Hot blood gushed out, even steaming on the wooden floor, extremely thick. This was because the water in Shen Liang's blood was evaporating. With the constitution of a demon god, he wouldn't die so easily; he would produce as much blood as he lost, so the blood concentration was getting higher and higher.

The way to alleviate the pain was to make incisions to let the blood flow, and if necessary, even to sever arteries. But this was only a temporary measure; Shen Liang's body's self-healing ability became extremely high when the Holy Blood boiled, and the wounds would heal within a minute, without even time to scab over. In fact, in Mistelin's memory, at such times, a tetanus shot should be administered simultaneously, and iodine should be applied to prevent infection.