Chapter 54: Awakening of the Soul, Recollection of the Sea of Desire
When Yao Mo was summoned to the inner room of the Lotus Tower again, he keenly sensed a different atmosphere.
The air still held the sweet, soothing aroma and the faint scent of medicine, but it seemed to be filled with a faint, indescribable warmth and sweetness, as well as a vibrant, moist feeling. He didn't dare look up, but bowed his head respectfully as he stepped forward to take Li Lianhua's pulse, who was reclining on the couch.
With his fingertips resting on the wrist pulse that was still slender but no longer cold, the Medicine Demon concentrated and examined it carefully for a moment, his eyes suddenly bursting with incredible surprise and ecstasy!
"Your Majesty! The OP...!" His voice trembled slightly with excitement. "His pulse is vigorous and powerful, his chronic illness is gradually receding, and his withered meridians are even showing signs of revival! Although the chaos in his spiritual core hasn't completely cleared, his spirit is stable and full of vitality! This... this is simply a miracle!"
Di Feisheng stood aside, his hands behind his back. Upon hearing this, his body trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly. His face remained expressionless, but deep within his eyes, a surge of ecstasy and a hint of... an indescribable burning heat suddenly surged. His gaze was fixed on the figure on the couch—Li Lianhua, looking down, fiddling with the hem of her clothes. She seemed to understand the Medicine Demon's words, but within those once empty eyes, there was a glimmer of intelligence and a subtler glint than usual. When Di Feisheng looked over, he would subconsciously glance back, with a kind of naive, yet no longer completely bewildered, dependence.
"The mind...is it possible to recover?" Di Feisheng's voice was low, with a barely perceptible tension.
The Medicine Demon said cautiously, "Observing his pulse, the stagnation is gradually being cleared, and the blockage is dissipating... With time, supplemented by stimulation, he may be able to recover some of his memory and cognition... There is great hope!"
Stimulate…
Di Feisheng's eyes suddenly darkened, like a ghostly fire that had been ignited in an instant. He waved away the agitated Medicine Demon, and silence returned to the room.
He walked over to the couch, leaned over, and gently lifted Li Lianhua's chin with his fingertips, forcing him to look into his eyes. In those eyes, his own deep, surging face, filled with unknown emotions, was reflected.
"Lotus..." he called softly, caressing his slightly warm cheek with his fingertips, "Do you recognize me?"
Li Lianhua blinked, as if trying to think, his brows furrowed slightly. His expression was no longer completely blank, but rather like dusty glass that had been polished to a brighter corner, revealing a faint luster. He spoke hesitantly and slowly, his voice still a little slurred, but much clearer: "...A Fei?"
These two words, like thunder, exploded in Di Feisheng's ears!
His heart suddenly sank, and then he was seized by a huge ecstasy that almost drowned him! He stared at him intently, his eyes instantly filled with a terrifying scarlet. It was not anger, but extreme excitement and... a deeper, almost greedy desire.
"Yes...it's me." His voice was hoarse. He suddenly squeezed the man into his arms, so hard that he almost strangled him to the bone. "Your Ah Fei!"
Li Lianhua was held so tightly by him that she felt a little breathless, but she did not struggle. She just leaned obediently on his chest and even unconsciously stretched out her little hand to pat his back, as if to soothe his overly excited emotions.
This subtle, cognitive action completely ignited the long-suppressed beast in Di Feisheng's heart!
After the surprise, there was an even more turbulent, impatient desire - since physical pleasure could stimulate his recovery, what about stronger, deeper "stimulation"? Would it... awaken him faster?
From that day on, the "game" in the inner room of Lotus Building suddenly escalated.
Di Feisheng is no longer satisfied with basic comfort and possession.
He found a book of erotic pictures, depicting extremely obscure yet vivid scenes. It was no longer a child's plaything, but a "textbook" for adults. He pointed at the entangled figures in the book and explained in a low, sexy voice over and over in his ear: "This...will feel good...", "Touch here...you'll like it..."
Li Lianhua's mind seemed to have returned to that of a ten-year-old. He could understand most instructions and was once again curious about the world, yet he retained a childlike innocence and ignorance. He was shy and curious about these "new games," often blushing and looking away.
Di Feisheng held him in front of the dressing table, facing the blurry bronze mirror, letting him see his appearance clearly. He placed him by the moonlit window frame, listening to the faint sound of the night watch in the distance, and pressed him to answer questions about his past: "Do you remember who I am?... Tell me! Who is Li Xiangyi?"; biting his earlobe and growling: "Does this feel... familiar?! This is how you drove me crazy back then!"
Blurry, fragmented images flashed by—rolling waves, cold chains, a scorching embrace, and a pair of… bottomless eyes filled with pain and longing…
"It seems... a little... I remember..." He fell into Di Feisheng's arms in the aftermath of an intense sexual intercourse, muttering to himself with a dazed look in his eyes.
This sentence was like the strongest aphrodisiac, driving Di Feisheng completely crazy!
He became more and more aggressive, wanting to get back all the time and intimacy he had missed in the past, with interest.
The Medicine Demon came to take the Master's pulse more and more frequently. Each time, he could sense the burgeoning vitality and increasingly clear spiritual energy within her pulse, as well as... the barely concealed languid charm of being thoroughly nourished and pampered. His old face flushed slightly, horrified, but he dared not say anything. He simply said, "The Master's recovery has been remarkable, and Your Majesty... has contributed greatly to this."
Upon hearing this, Di Feisheng simply curled the corners of his lips, with a deep sense of satisfaction and determination in his eyes.
He certainly deserves credit for this.
He used the most direct and primitive way to awaken his body inch by inch, and step by step, tried to chisel open the dusty door of memory.
His spiritual connection gradually awakened, and he sank into the sea of desire. He held the hand that was gradually regaining its senses, and together they fell into a deeper vortex, salvaging the lost past in the extreme tide of passion.
Every day, he could feel the subtle changes in the person in his arms - her eyes were clearer, her reactions were more agile, and sometimes she would even give him a familiar, embarrassed stare when he went too far.
This change made him ecstatic, and also made him... more and more addicted to it, unable to extricate himself.
"Remember it quickly, Lotus..." After he fell into a deep sleep of exhaustion, he kissed his sweaty forehead and whispered softly, his tone full of anticipation, yet also concealed a hint of barely perceptible panic, "Then... don't try to escape from me again."
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