Inside the clinic, a young woman in green was taking the pulse of a woman in yellow. The young woman was stunningly beautiful, almost otherworldly. Even the woman in yellow, being a woman herself, couldn't help but marvel at the young woman's beauty.
After a long while, the girl in green finished taking her pulse and said with a smile, "You've recovered very well, you can stop taking the medicine now."
"Really? Thank you so much, Madam Xie," the woman in yellow said happily.
Qing'er smiled and said no need. Xie Chen's clinic had been open for three years, and she had been helping these mortals with their medical needs. At first, Qing'er was just doing it for fun, but later she found that helping people was quite enjoyable.
Many women, embarrassed to have their gynecological problems examined by male doctors, come to Qing'er, including this woman in yellow. Now, not only do people within a hundred miles praise Xie Chen's superb medical skills, but they also speak highly of Qing'er, saying that Madam Xie, despite her young age, is an extremely skilled doctor.
The woman in yellow was about to leave when it started to rain. Qing'er smiled and said, "The rain is heavy, let's wait until it stops before we go." As she spoke, she went to brew a pot of good tea for the woman in yellow.
"Thank you, thank you, madam," the woman in yellow said, taking the teacup.
Since there were no other patients, the woman in yellow started chatting with Qing'er. As they talked, the conversation turned to the woman in yellow's son. Curious, the woman in yellow asked Qing'er, "Madam Xie, you and Doctor Xie have been married for several years now, haven't you? Why don't you have any children yet?"
This puzzled not only the woman in yellow, but also many others around them. Qing'er and Xie Chen had been running their clinic for three years, yet Qing'er hadn't become pregnant. Both were highly skilled doctors; how could they not have children?
Qing'er sighed and said, "Having a child is a matter for two people. How can I give birth alone?"
The woman in yellow lowered her voice and asked, "This Doctor Xie, Doctor Xie, he..."
"I'm not actually his first wife, I'm his second wife. He always had his first wife in his heart, and he never wanted to consummate the marriage with me." Qing'er found this quite amusing, and covered her face with her handkerchief, sobbing softly.
The woman in yellow was greatly shocked. What? They hadn't consummated their marriage? With such a stunningly beautiful woman right in front of him, and her own wife at that, this Doctor Xie hadn't consummated their marriage for years? What kind of bewitching potion had his first wife given him?
"Madam Xie, you are such a beautiful and gentle woman, is Doctor Xie blind?" The woman in yellow immediately felt indignant on Qing'er's behalf.
Qing'er nodded in complete agreement.
Is Xie Chen, that bastard, just blind? He's had such a beautiful woman like me right in front of him for over ten thousand years, and he still treats me like I'm invisible. Is cultivating with her somehow beneath him? It's his good fortune that I've even fallen for him, and he's acting like he's unwilling.
Damn it! Damn it! Whenever she thought of this, Qing'er wanted to pounce on Xie Chen and bite him hard a few times.
"Could his first wife be any better than you, Madam Xie?" the woman in yellow said.
Qing'er cried and said, "I've never seen him either. I only know that he can't forget that person and still refuses to touch me."
The woman in yellow sat a little closer and, speaking in a low voice as someone with experience, said to Qing'er, "Madam Xie, men aren't all that loyal. If he doesn't take the initiative, you can take the initiative yourself." As she spoke, she leaned close to Qing'er's ear and whispered a few words, which made Qing'er's eyes light up.
"Will this... will this work?" Qing'er asked, blushing.
The woman in yellow wanted her to dress scantily to seduce Xie Chen. Although Qing'er had been clamoring for Xie Chen to cultivate with her for over ten thousand years, she had never actually tried to seduce him.
Seeing Qing'er's shy face, which was as red as a blooming peony, the woman in yellow thought to herself, "This Doctor Xie is really clueless about romance. He's leaving such a beautiful woman alone in her room." She smiled and said, "Listen to me, it'll work. You two are a proper couple, so what are you afraid of if you take the initiative?"
Qing'er's face turned even redder, and she lowered her head, feeling very guilty.
She and Xie Chen weren't a real couple; they were a fake one.
Seeing Qing'er's blushing face, the woman in yellow thought to herself, "Although Madam Xie's medical skills are superb, she's no different from an unmarried young girl. She probably knows the ways of marital intimacy but not the reasons behind them." She chuckled and teased Qing'er a few times, then taught her some things about men and women, including marital intimacy. After the rain stopped, she left with a smile.
Xie Chen returned in the evening.
Xie Chen said he was going to gather herbs, but did a Celestial Emperor like him need to gather herbs? He just went out fishing to pass the time. When he returned to the clinic, he found Qing'er had prepared wine and food for him. Qing'er had dressed up carefully, and with a wave of her hand, the clinic was transformed. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary clinic, but stepping inside revealed a hidden world.
In the elegant room, large carved windows reached the floor, and all the windows were open, facing the lake and moonlight outside. Petals were blown by the wind, passing the railings and drifting to the eaves, while a few petals landed on the exquisite carpet inside the room.
Qing'er wore a verdant green dress embroidered with large peonies. A cool gauze robe draped over her body, revealing glimpses of her fair skin. Her robe was slightly open, exposing a patch of her chest. Her long, black hair was tied up with several jade hairpins, and the red jade earrings swayed gently. She called out to Xie Chen in a sweet voice, "Husband~"
Xie Chen looked at her expressionlessly and said, "You'd better call me 'old man'."
For the past three years, everyone outside thought they were a couple. When they were out in public, Qing'er always called him "husband" and he was too lazy to ask her to change. When they were alone, Qing'er would either call him by his name or call him "old man," just like before.
This was the first time she had called him "husband" when it was just the two of them, and that one word from him...
I don't know how to put it, but calling him that made him feel weird.
"My husband~"
A mischievous glint flashed across Qing'er's face as she smiled and walked over. Xie Chen then noticed that her skirt was slit, a very revealing slit that went up to her thigh. As she moved, the skirt billowed gracefully, revealing her long, slender, snow-white legs. Those legs were incredibly alluring. He glanced at them a few times, then quickly looked away. Qing'er had already reached him. She smiled and leaned in, taking his arm and saying coquettishly:
"Husband, husband, people just like to call you that. It's okay to call you that when there are outsiders around, so why can't we call you that when there are no outsiders around?"
Xie Chen: "..."
Her soft, warm body leaned against him, her full breasts deliberately rubbing against him. His body tensed instantly, and he immediately pushed Qing'er away, saying nonchalantly, "You, you need to be serious."
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