Empress, please lay down your armor, for I will save the world with a single sword!

On the bed, Wu Liang suddenly opened his eyes.

Clear eyes and a clear mind.

The lust within him had now completely vanished.

However, the sensation he felt when the love potion died remained clearly etched in his consciousness.

Wu Liang lay there, stunned for a moment.

"Love Poison..."

He knew what he had been hit by.

They also knew that the Gu was already dead.

Thinking back to the stinging pain in his wrist earlier, and the way Ah Heng grabbed his wrist, everything connected.

"Damn it!"

Wu Liang cursed under his breath.

"They actually did it at that time!"

He always thought it was some kind of poison.

After escaping into the courtyard, he took an antidote.

No wonder it didn't work at all!

Immediately afterwards, memories of last night flooded back.

However, once we got to the courtyard, many of the images became blurry.

He remembered seeing Yan Jingshuang.

I remember she was calling out to herself.

What happened next...

Wu Liang turned his head.

Yan Jingshuang lay beside her.

Her long, black hair was scattered on the pillow, and there were still faint tear tracks at the corners of her eyes. She seemed extremely tired; her breathing was even, but her brows were still slightly furrowed.

Torn clothes were scattered on the ground.

Looking at all this, what else didn't Wu Liang understand?

He fell silent.

Those frivolous jokes of the past are now impossible to utter.

Yan Jingshuang saved my life.

Wu Liang sat up gently, the movement waking the person next to him.

Yan Jingshuang's eyelashes trembled a few times before she slowly opened her eyes.

Their eyes met.

The room fell silent.

Yan Jingshuang saw that Wu Liang's eyes had regained their clarity, and her tense expression relaxed.

"You're awake?"

"woke up."

Hearing the familiar tone of voice, obvious joy appeared in her eyes.

Immediately afterward, she remembered her current appearance and hurriedly grabbed the veil beside the bed.

Wu Liang took her hand.

Yan Jingshuang stiffened and turned her face away.

"Relax."

"Shuang Jing".

"Let me put on the veil first."

Her voice sounded flustered.

The veil was so close, yet she couldn't reach it.

Wu Liang didn't look at the clothes on the ground, nor did he use his previous frivolous tone to tease her; he simply stared at the dark red scars on her face.

Yan Jingshuang noticed his gaze and her fingers slowly tightened.

"What's so interesting about it?"

"So ugly."

Wu Liang felt a slight tightness in his chest.

He picked up the veil, but did not put it on her immediately.

"Who said it's ugly?"

Yan Jingshuang gave a cold laugh.

"My own face, don't I know it?"

"It's just an injury."

Wu Liang reached out and gently touched the edge of the scar with his fingertips.

Yan Jingshuang instinctively stepped back.

Wu Liang did not force him, his hand remaining suspended in mid-air.

"It can be cured."

"When I left Luo'an, I arranged for people to find medicinal herbs."

Yan Jingshuang was stunned.

"you……"

"I haven't forgotten."

Wu Liang looked at her.

I've always remembered what I promised you.

The panic in Yan Jingshuang's eyes slowly dissipated.

She had thought about this after leaving Luo'an.

But Wu Liang had to go on an expedition, quell a rebellion, take charge of the Xuanyi Guard, and had so many people around him.

She thought her face had long been buried in those major events...

Little did anyone know that he had already made arrangements before leaving Beijing.

"We're still missing a few things."

Wu Liang continued, "I have already sent people to inquire at pharmacies, merchants, and martial arts sects in various places. As long as the item exists in this world, we will definitely be able to find it."

Yan Jingshuang looked at him, her eyes constantly shifting with emotion.

After a long pause, she asked in a low voice, "What if...it can't be cured?"

"I am a miracle doctor."

Wu Liang spoke with certainty.

"If I say it can be cured, then it definitely can be cured."

Yan Jingshuang felt a slight sting in her nose and quickly looked away.

Wu Liang placed the veil into her hands.

"Wear it now if you want."

"Once I'm cured, I won't allow you to wear it again."

The familiar tone of voice is back.

Yan Jingshuang gripped her veil and glared at him.

His gaze still held a hint of coldness, but there was no real anger.

Wu Liang breathed a sigh of relief and took her hand again.

"Thank you."

Yan Jingshuang's fingers trembled slightly.

"You found out?"

"Know."

She fell silent.

After a long silence, he whispered, "But you... you weren't thinking straight at the time."

"I know."

"You don't remember anything."

Wu Liang paused for a moment.

"I will remember that you saved me."

Yan Jingshuang looked at him.

"Just because I saved you?"

Wu Liang understood the meaning behind her words and his expression became serious.

"Of course not only."

Yan Jingshuang waited for him to continue.

"You've gone to this lengths for me, I won't pretend nothing happened."

Wu Liang gripped her hand tightly and said, word by word, "From this day forward, you are my woman."

Yan Jingshuang's eyes flickered slightly.

"Are you pitying me, or are you trying to repay a debt of gratitude?"

"Neither."

Wu Liang answered quickly.

"You should know who I, Wu Liang, am. If I don't like someone, I won't repay a debt of gratitude with something like this."

Yan Jingshuang looked at him for a moment.

"So what do you like about me?"

"She's beautiful."

Her eyes turned cold.

Wu Liang quickly added, "This is just one aspect!"

"You already know I'm beautiful when my face isn't even healed yet?"

"The bone structure is right here."

Wu Liang reached out and gestured to her eyebrows and eyes, his expression as serious as if he were examining a patient.

"Once the scars fade, you'll definitely be an absolute beauty. Also... I really like your figure..."

"Um?"

"Huge! It's so big! It's way too big!"

"???"

Yan Jingshuang frowned, somewhat puzzled.

This answer left her a little confused. What's so big about it?

Am I too old?

Does he prefer older women?

But then she noticed that Wu Liang's gaze was looking down. Yan Jingshuang was startled, but then she realized what was going on.

Pooh!

That lecherous scoundrel!

"You're still the same as always."

As Yan Jingshuang spoke, the corners of her mouth involuntarily curled up slightly.

Seeing that smile, Wu Liang felt completely relieved.

He was telling the truth. What initially attracted him to Yan Jingshuang was her figure. Her face was covered by a veil, so his true appearance couldn't be seen, but her figure was immediately apparent.

The other person was wearing rather tight-fitting clothing at the time...

Gee!

It was a place with distinct contours, undulating peaks, towering heights, and perfectly round like a plate.

Hot!

Sexy!

If I had to sum it up in one word, it would be... super super super super super!

be honest,

In both his past lives, Wu Liang had never seen anything so large.

Otherwise, how could he have been so deeply captivated and firmly attracted by the masked Yan Jingshuang upon their first meeting?

It's all because of...

Wu Liang is a breast slave~

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