Could it be that... other supernatural powers are the same?!
Wang Feng was slightly startled, then took Jiang Hanxi out of the hidden space and gently placed her on the bed.
"My husband..."
Seeing this, Jiang Hanxi seemed to want to get up and hug Wang Feng, but Wang Feng quickly reached out and gently pressed her back down.
"Lie still and don't move around."
Wang Feng covered Jiang Hanxi with a blanket, but seeing her pitiful look as she gazed at him, he finally softened.
Wang Feng, who had originally wanted to test out his other supernatural abilities, could only crawl into bed and keep the pitiful Jiang Hanxi company.
Wang Feng held Jiang Hanxi in bed and tried to use his healing powers to see if he could heal her injuries.
But after a while, Wang Feng gradually frowned. Wasn't he supposed to be able to use it to its fullest potential? Why isn't there any reaction?
Wang Feng was somewhat puzzled, but he wasn't too worried, because he could still make herbal medicine for her.
Could this be the concept pain of the Daughter of the Great Dao? The kind that can only be healed by her own recovery power or by those immortal medicines?
That makes sense. After all, as the daughter of the Great Dao, she should never lose her virginity in her life, but she just happened to meet Wang Feng.
Thinking of this, Wang Feng looked down at Jiang Hanxi and found that she was much better this time than last time; at least she could walk around after it was over.
Wang Feng believed that after a few more uses, Jiang Hanxi would gradually get used to it, and then she would be able to be more unrestrained in her positions.
In the following time, Wang Feng brewed some of the few remaining elixirs that Bingxian had previously brought over and gave them to Jiang Hanxi to drink.
During their time together, they would either fly kites, grill fish, or release bamboo dragonflies into the sky in the yard.
During this time, Jiang Hanxi finally revealed a happy smile, and that clean and pure laughter truly captivated Wang Feng.
The moment a cold empress smiled, it was as if the surrounding environment had lost its luster.
At that time, Jiang Hanxi was the only bright spot in Wang Feng's eyes, and everything else was completely ignored.
While Wang Feng and Jiang Hanxi were playing in the yard, Xu Chen didn't make a sound at all.
Clearly, Han Miao had frightened him so much that he didn't say another word and lay quietly in the storage space, no longer moving.
As for what kind of person Han Miao is on Jiang Hanxi's side, Wang Feng has no idea.
We still need to find a time for Xuchen to apologize to Hanmiao; this stalemate can't go on forever...
Wang Feng watched as a stunningly beautiful figure in the distance gently blew a small windmill, while he pondered the matter of Xu Chen and Han Miao.
At this moment, Jiang Hanxi, who was playing with a small windmill, seemed to have forgotten about going to the underworld.
All Jiang Hanxi knows right now is that she's with her husband, and she's... very happy.
But she wasn't in a hurry; eventually, someone else did.
Knock knock knock!
Just then, a soft knock came from the courtyard gate, the movement gentle and seemingly a little cautious.
In an instant, Wang Feng and Jiang Hanxi's senses locked onto the cold figure outside the courtyard, and their expressions furrowed.
Jiang Hanxi hesitated for a moment, then held up the pink windmill that Wang Feng had made himself, and slowly walked to the gate of the courtyard and opened it.
Creak!
As the courtyard gate slowly opened, Jiang Hanxi's back view, holding a small windmill, was inexplicably adorable.
But at this moment, her expression was icy cold. She frowned slightly as she looked at Bingxian, and before the other party could speak, she replied:
"tomorrow."
After saying that, Jiang Hanxi didn't say anything more. She just coldly uttered two words and then slammed the courtyard gate shut.
Bingxian stared blankly at the tightly closed courtyard gate for a moment, sighed in her heart, and a treasure appeared in her hand, slowly flying into the courtyard.
Seeing that the treasure had flown into the courtyard, Bingxian did not linger any longer and disappeared from the spot in an instant.
At this moment, Jiang Hanxi, who was in the courtyard, was holding a pink windmill and was about to turn back when she suddenly noticed the treasure that had flown in.
The sight of the treasure flying into the courtyard left her stunned.
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Hanxi gently reached out and took the treasure into her fair palm.
As she opened her palm, she saw a dark blue crescent-shaped necklace, which seemed to be... a protective magic item?
Jiang Hanxi held a pink windmill in one hand and a crescent moon necklace in the other, and slowly walked towards Wang Feng.
During this time, Jiang Hanxi also tried to sense what grade of magic weapon the crescent necklace was.
However, the moment her icy immortal power surged in, it was as if a stone had sunk into the sea, and she could no longer feel even a trace of it.
This caused Jiang Hanxi to pause slightly as she walked towards Wang Feng, her brows furrowing slightly.
In this situation, there are only two possibilities.
First, the quality of this treasure is so high that it exceeds the range that Jiang Hanxi can detect.
Secondly, this treasure is actually a piece of junk, completely useless.
Even if you were to think about it from Jiang Hanxi's perspective, you would only think of the first possibility.
After all, the world is quite dangerous, and Bingxian would never give Jiang Hanxi a piece of junk.
After pausing for a moment, Jiang Hanxi resumed her steps and walked all the way to Wang Feng, who was watching her.
At this moment, Jiang Hanxi was holding a necklace in one hand and a pink windmill in the other.
Despite her usual cold and aloof demeanor, Jiang Hanxi acted like a little girl in front of Wang Feng.
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