Yes, Lady Funina!

After washing her hair briefly, Funina tapped the ring and used its power to dry it. She then limped to the bedside and collapsed onto it.

It's hilarious, I don't even dare to turn over.

Fu Ningna sighed, carefully tossed the blanket onto her back, and decided to make do with it for the night.

Gradually, the pain in her buttocks subsided, and Funina closed her eyes, her breathing became steady, and she drifted off to sleep.

Funina: zzz...

“Richard, why don’t you stay in Daoqi? Look at that Water Goddess, she’s skin and bones, she looks so rough, she can’t compare to me and Ying. Forget about her. As long as you’re willing to come to Daoqi, we’ll give you the general’s position, and Ying and I will just be the general’s wives…”

Richard remained silent, his eyes showing some hesitation.

Confused and bewildered, Funina didn't understand what was happening. She instinctively wanted to argue back, but for some reason, even though she felt like she was speaking, she couldn't make a sound.

However, the familiar female voice continued.

“Richard, Fontaine is so dangerous, how can it be as safe as Inazuma, don’t you think…”

Richard shook his head and then opened his mouth to say something else.

Seeing Richard shake his head, Funina breathed a sigh of relief, but before she could fully relax, she heard that familiar female voice speak again.

"So that's what you're hesitating about. If all else fails, you can bring Lynette and Clorind to Inazuma together. Shadow and I won't mind..."

"I mind, I mind a lot! You all went, but what about me? What about me?!" Funina shouted hurriedly upon hearing this.

However, Richard seemed not to hear her, and under Funina's anxious gaze, he finally nodded slowly.

The owner of the voice finally emerged from the shadows, and it was none other than Yae no Miko, the priestess of Inatsuma Narukami Taisha Shrine.

The palace official swayed her slender waist as she approached Richard, reached out and embraced his arm, burying her face deep into his impressive cleavage.

Following the appearance of Yae no Miko, Lynette and Clarinde also appeared one after another, surrounding Richard.

Under the contemptuous and mocking glance of Yae no Miko, Fu Ningna's Dao Heart collapsed. She watched helplessly as Yae no Miko led Richard and the others to turn and walk towards Narukami Island in the distance. Deep within Narukami Island, a purple figure emerged.

"Richard, don't go..." Funina couldn't help but run towards Richard and the others' backs, reaching out to grab his sleeve.

But just as it was about to touch Richard's clothes, the purple figure deep within Narukami Island moved!

A massive, thunderous eye opened in the sky, followed by the appearance of a face that was obscured. Funina could only vaguely discern that this must be the current God of Thunder.

Then he watched helplessly as the other party pulled a sharp blade from his chest and slashed it down on him with unstoppable force.

Although Fulina felt nothing in her body, her brain was telling her that she was in a lot of pain, especially in her buttocks!

Fulina couldn't understand why, when the knife had clearly struck her chest, it hurt her buttocks instead!

However, this thought only flashed through her mind for a moment before Funina felt herself fall into the sea, the icy water engulfing her completely.

She was powerless and could only watch helplessly as she sank. The scenery on the shore became blurred due to the refraction of the water, gradually shrinking into a circular light source as she sank deeper.

"Gurgle gurgle..."

Funina vaguely heard the sound of water beside her ear. In extreme fear, she suddenly opened her eyes, sat up abruptly, grabbed the hand of the person next to her, and cried out:

"No, don't go!"

After shouting that, Funina looked at the familiar ceiling.

"W-what? It was just a dream..."

"Was Lady Funina having a nightmare?"

"Yes, I dreamt that Richard left..."

Funina answered subconsciously, then suddenly realized that this was her own home, and logically no one should be here. So who was she talking to just now?

She turned her head blankly and found Richard looking at her with a smile, holding a wet towel in his hand.

"Lady Funina, what did you say you dreamed about me about?" Richard asked with an enigmatic smile on his handsome face, glancing down at his wrist, which Funina was gripping tightly.

As if electrocuted, Funina pulled her hand back, shrinking back like a startled fawn until her back pressed against the headboard.

"Li Li Li...how could you...how could you..."

Look how scared the child is, he can't even speak anymore.

Richard chuckled and pointed to the fruit beside him, "I heard you were sick, so I brought some fruit to see you."

"I am sick?"

It was only after a moment that Fulina realized what was happening that she noticed an unhealthy flush on her cheeks and pale lips in the mirror on the dressing table in the distance, no longer as rosy as before.

“Yes, she’s sick.” Richard said, reaching out to touch Funina’s forehead.

Funina instinctively wanted to dodge, but remembering the dream she had just had, she stopped herself and let Richard touch her forehead.

Then there's the cheeks, bridge of the nose, lips, jawline...

When Richard's fingers slid down his smooth, slender neck to his collarbone, Funina finally couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

"Well……"

"What's wrong, Lady Funina?"

You ask me what's wrong? Why don't you look at what you're doing? Funina felt dizzy and didn't have the strength to resist Richard's overstepping behavior.

She gently bit her lip with her pearly teeth, her jade-like hands tightly gripping the bed sheet beside her, creating wrinkles in it.

"Like it?"

All Funinga heard was the man's whisper in her ear, and then she felt herself being pulled towards him, like a delicate doll being played with at will.

Finally, she was placed on the bed in a prone position. Funina couldn't help but bury her head in the soft pillow, letting Richard's big hand slip through her fingers and firmly press her small hand onto the mattress with their fingers interlocked.

In her hazy state, Funina's voice finally couldn't help but come from under the pillow.

"You...bad person..."

She's still sick herself, and she's already acting recklessly like this. Can't she wait until she's better before doing anything?

Funina's voice sounded like a cat's, a mix of complaint and coquettishness emanating from her throat.

"Furina? Furina, wake up. What do you mean by 'want' or 'don't want'? Are you a bad person or not?" Richard gently nudged Furina, who was lying face down on the bed in an extremely unseemly sleeping position, with the blankets kicked off somewhere.

"Huh? It's a dream again..." Funina turned her head to the side and rubbed her eyes again.

Fulina propped herself up on her elbows and turned around to see Richard's face again, but this time she didn't feel panicked. Because of what had just happened, she felt like she might still be dreaming.

Since it's just a dream, there's nothing to be afraid of, right?

The thought of what Richard had done to her in the previous dream made Funina want to take revenge on Richard in this dream.

Before he could even reach out to Richard's face, the other man grabbed his hand.

"What are you going to do, Funina?"

Seeing that Richard was showing her no respect even in her dream, Funina puffed out her cheeks and, without saying a word, broke free from Richard's hand, stubbornly trying to pinch his face.

"Let go, let me squeeze you!"

Li realized that Funina must be delirious from the fever, otherwise why would she do something so illogical?

"Stop fooling around, Funina." Richard stopped Funina's wicked little hand once again.

However, this time it completely aroused Funina's rebellious nature. She sat up straight in front of Richard in a duck-like position, and reached out with both hands towards Richard's face, as if she would not give up until she pinched him.

However, Richard blocked all of Funina's attacks. Seeing that she could not succeed for a long time, Funina became a little anxious and cried out with a hint of sobs, "It's not fair! Why did you treat me like this in the last dream, but I can't even pinch your cheek in this dream?"

"Like this or that?" Richard blinked, not understanding what Funina was talking about.

Did she think she was still dreaming?

What did I do to her in my dream?

That sounds rather unorthodox.

However, in order to protect his reputation, Li felt it necessary to remind Funina.

"Furina, please have some self-respect. This is reality, not a dream." Richard stopped Furina's wicked little hand once again.

Is this reality, or a dream?

"Stop joking, how can I tell if it's a dream or reality? I can't tell!" Funina retorted, not giving up, and even managed to sneeze once in between.

Faced with this, Richard could only say gently, "Furina, you have a cold. Stay in bed and I'll make you some cold medicine."

However, the engrossed Funina clearly didn't believe Richard's nonsense. She insisted, "I was perfectly fine yesterday, how could I have caught a cold? Don't go, let me finish pinching your cheeks first!"

Seeing that Funina was completely unable to eat or drink, Richard had no choice but to let the delirious woman pinch his cheek.

"Hehe, I finally got you. You still wanted to fool me... Achoo..." Before Funina could finish speaking, she sneezed again. This sneeze was bigger than the last one, and a stream of clear snot flowed from her nose.

After her wish was fulfilled, Funina belatedly felt a strange chill on her body. She couldn't help but shiver, pulled the blanket that had been kicked aside over herself, sniffed, and said to Richard, "It does seem a bit cold."

"It's winter, how can it not be cold?" Richard said, handing a tissue to Funina so she could wipe her nose first.

Funina reached her hand out from under the covers, took the tissue, casually wiped her chin, crumpled it into a ball, and tossed it precisely into the trash can.

You know what, it's actually pretty accurate.

“This dream feels so real…” Funina stared blankly at Richard and said.

“I told you, this isn’t a dream,” Richard said helplessly. Why wouldn’t this child believe him?

"Nonsense! If it weren't a dream, would you be able to pinch my cheeks? It would be more like the other way around!" Funina's words were reasonable and convincing.

It is logically consistent and belongs to the category of "yes".

"But if it's a dream, why do you feel cold?"

“That’s because…” Funina wanted to argue, but after thinking for a while, she blankly asked, “Right, why am I cold?”

"And Funina, why do you sleep on your stomach? Isn't it uncomfortable to sleep like that?"

"Do you think I wanted this? I fell and hurt my butt in the bathroom yesterday, and it hurts to lie down!" Funina retorted without thinking.

"Aren't you in pain now?" Richard asked, looking at Funina, who was sitting like a duck.

"This isn't a dream... Ouch, that hurts!" Funina's almond-shaped eyes widened. Only after Richard reminded her did she realize what was happening, and she sprang back off the mattress like a spring.

Because of the large movements, it seemed to have aggravated the wound from the fall last night, and her little face immediately put on a mask of pain, and her little mouth kept slurping.

At that moment, Funinna finally regained consciousness.

If you don't feel pain when you're dreaming, then if you feel pain, it means you're not dreaming!

Fu Ningna's previously drowsy mind seemed to have been rebooted; the drowsiness and confusion from her cold subsided, and her intelligence once again took over.

Reflecting on her earlier behavior, Funina's cheeks, which were already flushed from her cold, turned even redder.

And it wasn't just his cheeks that turned red; his entire body turned red!

It looks like a cooked shrimp.

Volume 1: Chapter 132 Funina: Kiss me... (10,000 words)

Because she was at home, Funina's pajamas were very loose, revealing her collarbone from the neckline. And because she had just woken up and been tossing and turning, the pajamas had slipped down to the right, revealing her fair shoulder.

Logically, this should have been a very erotic scene, but with Funina's bewildered expression, it wasn't very erotic; cuteness made up the majority of the scene.

Funina's pretty face turned bright red. Just thinking about her behavior just now and what she had done to Richard made her wish she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

She even said something to Richard like, "If this isn't a dream, can you pinch my cheeks?"

And then, to make matters worse, he added, "Then it's more like it's the other way around."

What does this mean? Is she inviting Richard to pinch her cheek?

Funina's smooth, rounded toes were curled up so tightly that they seemed to be able to dig a three-bedroom apartment out of the bed.

"Since things have come to this, drink your cold medicine first." Richard handed the prepared medicine to Funina.

“…Mmm.” Funina responded in a barely audible voice, then took the cup Richard handed her with both hands and added in a voice so low that only she could hear it.

"Thank you."

Richard didn't pay attention and waved for Funina to drink the medicine quickly.

"It's so bitter..." Funina frowned and couldn't help stick out her little tongue.

“You have to finish it,” Richard reminded him.