Chapter 39 Chapter 39 Even in the case of a severe fever...
Just as Chen Fuxue left, Ling Fuying heard a knock on the door. She turned over from her collapsed bed.
If someone saw Chen Fuxue coming out of her door...
What to do? Fu Ying was immediately covered in sweat.
But she remembered that Chen Fuxue had teleported away, and her heart sank back into her stomach.
She was scared to death.
"Miss Jingyun?"
It was Xuan Min's voice. Did he hear what she and Shen Fuxue were doing? Ling Fuying suppressed her nervousness, straightened her clothes, and then stood up to open the door.
As the door opened, Fu Ying's face came into view. Even in the dim light, he could see her rosy and plump lips, and her eyes seemed to be rippling with water.
She instantly pulled him back to the day when the cat demon cave was intimate with her.
Xuan Min restrained himself from thinking anything else. "I heard some noise in the room. Is it haunted again?"
Ling Fuying shook his head. It was not a ghost, but it was scarier than a ghost.
"I'm fine, everything is normal in the house. I was scared by a dream. I'm sorry to disturb you. Go back to sleep." Ling Fuying was now able to tell lies with his eyes open.
Xuan Min was worried, and warned me earnestly: "If anything happens, call me anytime."
"I will."
"By the way, thank you so much for last night." Ling Fuying was very grateful. If it weren't for Xuan Min, who knows what the consequences would have been.
She only heard Qu Niang say that Xuan Min discovered her symptoms in time and borrowed a doctor from Ling Zhouci, but she didn't know the specific treatment method. Qu Niang hesitated when talking about this, which made her a little confused.
Xuan Min felt even more ashamed when he met Ling Fuying's clear and calm eyes. He had done this to cure the disease, this time, the time before that, and the time in the cat demon cave. It was also a forced and helpless act. As a monk, he had such unbearable thoughts.
"Miss Jingyun, you're welcome."
"Then I will go back first."
"good."
Xuan Min left, closing the door of Fu Ying's bedroom. He turned sideways and actually had the urge to continue watching over her until she fell asleep.
"Why is the wizard here so late at night?"
Xuan Min raised his eyes.
At some point, Yuchi Xianyue appeared in the corridor opposite. He was wearing a moon-white robe, and just standing there made people marvel at his beauty.
Yuchi Xianyue glanced at Ling Fuying's door and walked towards Xuan Min.
Xuan Min's expression was calm. "Why is the Territory Lord here too?"
"It's just my first time seeing the snowy scene at night in Daluozhou, so I came to the corridor to see it."
He always pays attention to these romantic things, but no matter how beautiful the scenery or how unique the patterns are, they will not stay in his eyes for too long.
"It's the work of a ghost. Miss Jingyun had a fever last night, and I was worried about her." He looked at the vast snow in the night and said softly.
"The master is truly compassionate."
Xuan Min did not answer.
"Master, I heard you just came to Daluo Continent from the Southern Region?"
“It just arrived two days ago.”
"Master, have you heard of my wife on the road?"
Xuan Min didn't know why he brought this up, but he answered truthfully, "I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it."
"That's a shame."
The two chatted in the corridor. Xuan Min said goodbye and left first. The snow scene was nothing special. Yuchi Xianyue also returned to his room with his hands in his pockets.
Fu Ying was not completely unaware of their conversation, and she woke up when she heard Yuchi Xianyue's voice.
He really haunted me most of the night.
Ling Fuying didn't dare to go closer to listen, she only vaguely heard the word "Madam". She had no idea whether he was chatting with Xuan Min on a whim or if he did it on purpose.
A man's heart is as deep as the sea, and Yuchi Xianyue's heart is especially deep.
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Ling Fuying's dreams were filled with the smiling face of Yuchi Xianyue. He chased after her, calling her Madam, and pestered her to have a child.
She was awakened by the fright.
It took Fu Ying a long time to calm down. Who would want to live with a homosexual? She walked to the mirror. Fortunately, she was wearing a mask so that the fatigue on her face could not be seen, but if she took it off, her face would definitely look ugly.
All of this is thanks to Yuchi Xianyue.
He cursed him harshly to calm down, then told Fu Ying to pack up and leave.
There was a pile of snow in the yard. Qu Niang was shoveling the snow and asked Fu Ying to go over and help.
"Madam Qu, let me do it." She was about to cast a spell, but was stopped by Qu Niang with a smile. "I have nothing to do anyway. The young master's guards are all rushing to do other things. I'll do this shoveling snow myself and get some exercise at the same time."
If you don't move for a day, you'll feel tired, so it's a good time to move around.
"Then I'll shovel with you." Ling Fuying took a shovel from the corner and shoveled snow with Qu Niang. She seldom saw snow, and this was the first time she had seen such thick snow, so she shoveled with extra enthusiasm.
Seeing them busy, Xuan Min came to help and took the shovel from her hand, "Let me do it."
Xuan Min had been doing rough work like sweeping, chopping wood, and fetching water for hundreds of years and was already used to it.
Qu Niang secretly watched the two of them from the side.
If Master Xuanmin was a normal man, they would be a perfect match, but why is he a monk? She sighed in her heart.
In the past two days, she has become more and more certain that the relationship between these two people is definitely not ordinary, at least not ordinary friends.
What a pity.
"Mrs. Qu, is Miss Yang feeling better?" Ling Fuying went to get a broom and sweep the snow they had shoveled away.
"Thanks to Master Xuan Min, Yunshu has been much better these past two days, and his complexion is better than before."
"Thank you for troubling me this morning, Master." Qu Niang thanked Xuan Min. He had helped Yun Shu strengthen his soul early in the morning and also set up ghost-exorcising spells and talismans in the room to prevent ghosts from approaching.
"This is what I should do."
"The house has been much quieter these days. Has the ghost been driven away?" Qu Niang looked around. She didn't know if it was a psychological effect, but with Master Xuan Min in charge, she finally slept well for the past two nights.
"Not yet, but I have set up a great spirit-suppressing formation in this courtyard. Once the ghost appears and touches the formation, it will be locked inside."
This formation consumes a large amount of spiritual energy and will not be used easily. The trace of this ghost is really difficult to find, so he had to use this formation.
Catching ghosts is secondary, saving people is the most important thing. However, there is no news from Yang Changnian about the soul-nourishing lotus.
Qu Niang planned to ask the young master for help if the two of them could not bring him back within a month.
Yuchi Xianyue and Ling Zhouci walked out of the room and looked at Xuan Min and Ling Fuying who were very close to each other in the yard from the corridor.
She was talking to Xuan Min and Qu Niang. For some reason, her ordinary face made people unable to take their eyes off her.
Ling Zhouci withdrew his gaze and came out of the house. The cold air rushed in and his face turned pale. He immediately took out a handkerchief, covered his lips and coughed softly.
"It snowed heavily last night. It might be difficult to travel to Longji Peak today. Young master, why don't you rest at home?" Yuchi Xianyue said casually.
"It's okay." He looked at Yuchi Xianyue's profile, and it seemed that he no longer felt that excitement since he didn't know when.
The initial surprise and persistence disappeared silently.
Ling Zhouci looked at the girl lying in the snow in the yard. Everything seemed unfamiliar, but why did his heart beat faster and faster?
After shoveling the snow, Ling Zhouci took the initiative to say to the three people in the courtyard, "The Domain Master has made some hot tea. Come and have a few cups together."
Qu Niang felt a little uncomfortable, "Young Master, you guys drink, I'll go clean up the house."
Xuan Min looked at Ling Fuying who was standing beside him and said, "Let's go together."
As soon as Ling Fuying walked to the side of the group, Chen Fuxue also went out. He stood behind her, only half a step away from her, and could even touch Chen Fuxue with a casual move.
She was afraid that Chen Fuxue would be exposed, and now she was under Yuchi Xianyue's nose.
A beautiful hand holding a teacup stretched out in front of her. It was Yuchi Xianyue.
"Yesterday I happened to come across a plant of Snow Mountain Spirit Tea on Dragon Ridge Peak. I haven't brewed it yet, so I don't know what this fresh tea tastes like."
"Why are you all standing still?"
As soon as Yuchi Xianyue finished speaking, she ordered Fuying to sit down, but who knew that Chen Fuxue would deliberately go around and sit next to her.
Yuchi Xianyue looked at him.
This made Fu Ying's eyelids twitch, but fortunately Shen Fuxue's other reactions were the same. She still had that indifferent, cold look on her face, like a flower from the mountain top.
She felt a little relieved.
Looking at the cup of tea in front of you, there are fresh tea leaves floating in the air. Because they are born from the Longji Peak of the snowy plateau, the tea leaves are slightly transparent, slender, and seem to have spiritual energy floating in them.
"Why doesn't Miss Jingyun drink?"
“This will be precious.”
"Precious?" Yuchi Xianyue rarely had such a concept.
"It's just a chance encounter, it's not precious."
Seeing that Lingzhouci and Yuchi Xianyue had both drunk it, Ling Fuying picked up the teacup and took a sip, but almost choked.
A large, cold hand quietly reached out to her left, completely holding her hand in its palm. The fingertips gently rubbed her palm, causing an itch to run through her, and her fingertips shivered.
While dealing with Yuchi Xianyue, he calmly pulled his hand out of Chen Fuxue's palm.
But he held it tight.
Ling Fuying glanced at him. Chen Fuxue was sipping tea with his eyes slightly lowered, not looking at her, and there was no trace of guilt on his face as if he had done something wrong.
He gently tickled the palm of her hand.
This made Fu Ying's breathing slightly faster.
"What happened to Miss Jingyun?"
"The tea is a little hot." She tried to suppress the numbing sensation in her palms.
In the presence of Yuchi Xianyue and so many people, she was extremely sensitive, and the feeling of him tickling her palm was magnified countless times, feeling even more than proper flirting.
Ling Fuying pinched Chen Fuxue in retaliation, but she didn't dare to pinch too hard for fear that Yuchi Xianyue would notice.
"Then let it cool down before drinking it. Be careful not to get burned." Yuchi Xianyue glanced at her casually, but he didn't care whether she was really burned or not. He just said it casually.
"Thank you, Territory Lord."
Yuchi Xianyue, who was concentrating on sipping tea, paused. The casual expression on his face faded, and his gaze slowly fell on Ling Fuying, who was biting his lower lip.
Her habit...Yuchi Xianyue seemed to be lost in thought.
He remembered that Ling Fuying would bite her lower lip when she was distracted or bored, but this habit was not an isolated one.
Ling Fuying naturally noticed Yuchi Xianyue's gaze, but she pretended not to see it, picked up the teacup and took a few more sips.
A few people were chatting casually when Yufeng hurried over and whispered to Lingzhou about the latest situation at Cilongji Peak.
"Let's put it this way. Everyone here is not an outsider."
"Young Master, there has been some unusual activity at Dragon Ridge Peak again. We have sent cultivators to investigate, but no news has been sent back yet."
"Is the unusual movement still continuing?"
"Well, the noise was minor and didn't spread to the surrounding area."
"Looks like I have to go there right away."
He looked at Xuan Min and took the initiative to invite him, "Master, please come with us."
This matter concerns Daluo Continent and even more so the people around it. As a monk, he has no reason to stand idly by.
He had already solidified Miss Yang's soul this morning, so it wouldn't hurt to go.
Ling Fuying shouted in her heart that she wanted to go, but she couldn't show it too eagerly.
Just as she was thinking about how to let them take her there without arousing any suspicion, Xuan Min asked, "Do you have any other plans today?"
Ling Fuying shook his head.
Ling Zhouci glanced at the two of them and said, "Miss Jingyun, since you're all right, would you like to join us?"
The unusual movements at Dragon's Back Peak were no big secret, so it was okay for her to go along.
"Can I go too?" Ling Fuying asked expectantly.
"Of course, it doesn't matter if there's one more or one less person."
Fu Ying knew that he only said this out of consideration for Xuan Min, but no matter whether he was insincere or just being polite, the most important thing was to achieve his goal.
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A winged spirit horse carriage was parked at the door. The carriage was extremely luxurious and had more than enough space for several people.
Once you get on the carriage, it seems like a space of its own. The interior is warm like spring, and there is a faint scent of incense burning.
Ling Fuying deliberately waited for Chen Fuxue to get on the carriage before getting in, for fear that they would start making advances again while sitting together. However, Ling Zhouci invited her so warmly that she had to get in first. Xuan Min came in next. She breathed a sigh of relief and looked at him expectantly.
Xuan Min was clearly aware that he should keep his distance from Ling Fuying, especially after what happened that night, so he sat opposite Ling Fuying.
Ling Fuying looked at him in disbelief.
Xuan Min regretted it as soon as he sat down. He wanted to sit next to her. After all, she was not familiar with these people. But he did not have the chance to change seats because someone sat down next to her.
There were soft couches on three sides of the carriage, with Fuying and Xuanmin sitting on each side.
Ling Zhouci sat in the main seat, and the only ones sitting with her were Chen Fuxue or Yuchi Xianyue.
Then she would rather be covered in snow.
Who knew that the next person to come in was Yuchi Xianyue.
He glanced at Ling Fuying and Xuan Min, and sat down next to the frightened Ling Fuying.
It made Fuying feel uneasy.
She could smell the scent of Yuchi Xianyue, but she couldn't show it too obviously and only showed appropriate discomfort.
The journey was very long and the flight was as smooth as walking on flat ground. However, when approaching the sky above Dragon Ridge Peak, a violent storm suddenly blew up and the carriage shook. Fu Ying grabbed the things around him and was determined not to bump into Yuchi Xianyue or have any close contact with him.
Yuchi Xianyue was ready to avoid her without making a sound, but she suddenly grabbed the frame on one side and stabilized herself so that she did not lean towards him.
Yuchi Xianyue:?
He maintained basic politeness and said indifferently, "Be careful."
Hypocrisy! Don't think she didn't see his move to hide.
Xuan Min and Shen Fuxue on the opposite side looked over.
This time, the storm was avoided, allowing Fu Ying to sit further away from Yuchi Xianyue.
"Lord, how about I switch places with you?"
Because of what happened just now, Yuchi Xianyue was a little annoyed and nodded.
Xuan Min sat next to Ling Fuying, and she relaxed her body and subconsciously moved closer to him.
The next second, a strong wind came again, and Ling Fuying fell into Xuan Min's arms. He hugged Ling Fuying's waist tightly, and they crashed into the rightmost wall of the carriage together.
The waist was soft under his palm, and Xuan Min said hoarsely, "Are you okay?"
Ling Fuying shook his head.
She subconsciously looked at Yuchi Xianyue and Shen Fuxue opposite, curious whether the couple had bumped into each other, but Shen Fuxue stared at her coldly.
Even Yuchi Xianyue looked at her thoughtfully.
The girl avoided him and had a special liking for the monk.
I inexplicably felt a little irritated in my heart, because it was clearly someone I didn't know.
He suddenly remembered the picture book he had read in Ling Fuying's room.
Xuan Min's physique was very similar to that of the monk in the picture book, even better.
He had seen many objects in this world, and there was no such thing as a flawless disguise. From the appearance to the figure, to the smell when she approached, including her exposed hand, the girl Jingyun in front of him did not resemble Ling Fuying at all.
He looked away and stopped thinking about it.
The rest of the journey was smooth, but Fu Ying could still feel Chen Fuxue's gaze from the opposite side. It was unknown how long it took before the gaze that made her tense up disappeared.
The carriage landed on Dragon Ridge Peak. As soon as she got off the carriage, she felt the cold air and her feet shook slightly. But unlike what she had imagined, it was extremely quiet here. Icicles eroded by the wind rose from the ground. It was not as flat as it looked from a distance. If she was not careful, she might slip into the cracks.
Fortunately, they were all monks, and Ling Zhouci was able to control the wheelchair and float in the air.
Yufeng Yujian led the way in front and soon saw several black shadows the size of ants.
After several people landed, the cultivator who was investigating said, "Young Master, the earthquake is the strongest here. It should be right below."
"I checked the surroundings and found no holes or cracks. Perhaps it was dug by humans."
However, artificial excavation may accelerate the collapse of Longji Peak, which is not worth the cost. What they want is to prevent the situation of Longji Peak from getting worse.
"What do you think, Immortal Lord Zhaoxue?" Ling Zhouci asked him.
He has been sealed here for many years and is most familiar with this place.
Chen Fuxue squatted down, placed his palms on the snow to sense it, something quickly flashed through his mind, bursts of white light poured into his brain, and he immediately pulled away.
But it was too late. The air in front of them was fluctuating, as if it was overlapped by another space. A snow-capped peak split in half suddenly appeared in front of them. Dazzling light shot out from the huge crack, stinging their eyes.
The cracked snow peak suddenly closed.
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Ling Fuying opened his eyes in the blinding white light and saw a winding snow cave with dozens of forks in the road.
She looked around quickly, but saw Ling Zhouci lying on the ground in a wheelchair in the corner.
There were only the two of them here, Xuan Min and the others were nowhere to be seen.
Ling Fuying sighed. Why did Ling Zhouci come? Wasn't she here to hold her back?
She thought about it and turned to leave, but soon turned back. Ling Zhouci was the second male lead and could not die, but she was not necessarily so. In a place like this, without the halo of the protagonist, she was likely to die.
The last time I was caught by the cat demon, it was all thanks to Xuan Min.
Ling Fuying squatted down and stretched out his finger to feel his breath.
There is breath, so he is not dead.
"Young Master Lingzhou?"
Ling Fuying called him a few times, and finally there was some movement, his eyelashes moved.
She thought for a moment and pinched his philtrum hard. Ling Zhouci woke up in pain and saw a swaying figure in front of her when she opened her eyes.
"Young Master?"
The person in front of me gradually became clearer, it was an... ordinary face.
After nearly half a quarter of an hour, he finally recovered, but his mind was still not very clear.
The already weak body became even more weak.
"Where...where are the others?" He forced himself to sit up.
"I don't know. They must have separated. There are only you and me here. Maybe we can meet each other after walking for a distance." But she was puzzled when she looked at the ten cave entrances in front of her.
Seeing that he was struggling to get up, Ling Fuying helped him up. Ling Zhouci paused, but did not refuse.
He used to be so proud that he didn't want her to help him, but why isn't he so polite this time?
He sat in a wheelchair, his face as pale as paper, his eyelashes covered with frost, and he looked so fragile that it seemed as if he would die at any moment.
The ground in this cave was quite smooth, so Fu Ying ignored Ling Zhouci and let him drive the wheelchair to follow her.
Ling Zhouci was breathless, but she didn't know how to explain it. This feeling of being able to sulk by herself was surprisingly familiar.
He looked at the figure in front of him strangely.
"Young Master Lingzhou, which one do you think we should go?" Faced with the ten caves, Ling Fuying handed the right of choice to Lingzhouci. She had no hope for her status as a cannon fodder, so it was better to let him choose.
Ling Zhouci didn't have time to think about these things now, so he randomly chose a cave, the one closest to the inside.
The two continued to move forward, but they never saw the end. The further she walked, the colder the temperature became. A strange impulse in her body urged her to go deeper into the cave.
I walked until I was exhausted, and finally I saw a bright light in the distance.
She quickened her pace and walked out of the cave, only to see a huge world of ice and snow. The icicles above her head and on the ground formed a crystal clear and gorgeous dome.
Continuing forward, she found herself in a pitch-black abyss. Looking around, she discovered an icy ladder winding down into the abyss, but she did not dare to act rashly, as no one knew what was hidden underground.
Her physical strength was almost exhausted. This place was very strange. She could sense her spiritual power, but she couldn't use it. In this ghost place, it was very dangerous without spiritual power.
Turning to look at Ling Zhouci, he saw beads of sweat oozing out of his paper-pale face. He was already cold, and if he continued to sweat, he would easily catch a cold. Besides, he was already thin.
Ling Fuying asked the system about the time. It was bright inside the cave, but it was already night. She planned to rest for a night and continue tomorrow.
At least Ling Zhouci had a wheelchair to sit in, but she could only sit on the ground.
Without using spiritual power, she could not open the mustard seed sac. Fortunately, she was wearing thick clothes today, and except for her exposed face and hands, she did not feel too cold.
Ling Zhouci slowly stood up from his wheelchair and pressed a certain mechanism. In the blink of an eye, the wheelchair turned into a three-foot-wide felt mat.
Not big enough for one person to lie down, but enough for two to sit.
"It should be better to sit here."
If it was a stranger whom he had only known for a few days, Ling Zhouci would never tolerate her touching his personal belongings, let alone actively inviting her, but he did so, and he couldn't find a reason.
It’s probably because of Xuan Min, that’s the only explanation.
He felt an inexplicable sense of closeness to this girl Jingyun from the first moment he saw her, even though she was not very good-looking.
Ling Fuying was not polite either. Sitting on this was definitely better than sitting on ice that would freeze his butt.
Originally, he was sitting separately, but fatigue, sleepiness and coldness came over him, and the two of them sitting against the wall of the cave unconsciously snuggled up to each other.
Ling Fuying was woken up by being pushed.
She felt something reaching into her arms, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the boy's sickly face, his slightly parted lips opening and closing.
"cold……"
He was so cold that he was a little unconscious. He rubbed his lips on her warm hand. Suddenly, he opened his lips and held her fingers, sucking her warmth.
Ling Fuying's face felt hot and he immediately pulled his fingers out.
lecher!
After hesitating for a moment, she touched his face. It was indeed very cold, but he was clearly dressed thicker than her. The fox fur he was wearing was made of top-quality cold-resistant material.
After thinking it over, Ling Fuying untied the fox fur coat on him. Fortunately, it was wide enough, so he wrapped himself in it and felt much warmer instantly.
Ling Zhouci's health is really too poor. She feels cold even like this.
As she wrapped herself in him, their body temperatures intertwined, making it even warmer. Without the barrier of fox fur, Ling Zhouci snuggled up to Ling Fuying.
Ling Fuying was so sleepy that she slowly woke up only when her chest felt warm and wet.
When she looked down, she found that Ling Zhouci had unbuttoned her clothes at some point, and his hot cheeks and lips were pressed tightly against her skin.
Her mind exploded.
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It was so cold with snow all around. Suddenly, Ling Zhouci found a fragrant, hot and sweet rice dumpling in the vast white snow.
He tried to get closer, but it was just wrapped in layers of rice dumplings, and he could only keep peeling them off.
The rice dumpling wrapper was wrapped very tightly, and he broke out in sweat when he peeled it open. Finally, he touched the soft, warm and sweet rice dumpling. His fingertips trembled, and he fell asleep holding it in his arms with satisfaction.
Gradually, the heat of the sweet rice dumpling became weaker and weaker, and he could only put it into his mouth and chew it carefully to savor the sweet taste.
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Fu Ying's heart trembled, and he immediately pulled his clothes closer. Although he had pushed Ling Zhouci away, the tingling feeling on his scalp lingered for a long time.
At first she thought she was dreaming, but the feeling pierced through the dream and reached her heart, and she saw Ling Zhouci snuggling tightly against her chest.
It’s… so shameful.
On the other hand, the culprit Ling Zhouci lay powerless on the side, his face abnormally flushed, his lips rosy and still smacking.
Ling Fuying simply didn't dare to look at his lips.
She could never imagine that Ling Zhouci, who was so thin and even sick, would do such a thing.
So shameless!
He... he is even more shameless than Chen Fuxue.
After she regained her composure, she tried hard to resist the urge to kick him awake. If she did, he might very well lose his life.
She slapped him.
Ling Zhouci opened her eyes tremblingly, her long eyelashes wet, and looked at her slowly.
He felt both cold and hot, and wanted to move, but couldn't. An enlarged face appeared, and he blinked his eyes. His mind was not clear and he was very confused. He just felt that the person in front of him was somewhat familiar.
He tried to speak, but his throat was dry and he couldn't make a sound.
Suddenly, what he had done came clearly into his mind, and Ling Zhouci trembled and froze.
"Are you awake?" Ling Fuying asked coldly.
But she saw the weak Ling Zhouci with a slight frown on his brow, like a beautiful landscape painting wet by rain. His pale face flushed, his Adam's apple rolled violently, and he stared at her and gasped.
Something was wrong… She took a step back.
But I accidentally caught a glimpse of the important part of his thin body.
She was stunned.
Even when he was seriously ill with a fever...
Ling Fuying looked dazed. His body was thin, but that part was... quite scary.
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The author has something to say: Weakness is not a weakness, and the experience of fever is even better [starry eyes]
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