There was no one else in the entire palace except him and Yunsan.
So he didn't even clean up his living quarters and directly carried Junli back to his residence.
There was a scent of agarwood in his room, and there was a lotus stove with smoke burning. The color and the lotus carved on it were exactly the same as the round box that had contained her for a long time.
He liked to meditate on the bed, so he simply laid a layer of mattress on the bed. He didn't think it was a big deal, but he was afraid that it would hurt Junli's delicate skin, so he had to get two mattresses and quilts, spread them on the bed, and then let Junli sit on them.
After doing all this, he felt much more relaxed.
But he never dealt with women, and he still felt a little uncomfortable thinking about living with her in the future.
"Immortal Lord, didn't you say to apply medicine?"
She suddenly reminded him.
Jiang Qingfan raised his eyes and saw her sitting on the bed, with her long black hair flowing down and a charming smile on her face.
He suddenly remembered that he had just made an excuse and forgot that he had to clean up this mess.
He went to find the medicine again, and as he walked towards the bed, he was thinking about how to apply the medicine.
As a result, he saw that Jun Li had already pulled up her skirt consciously, and two white and tender thighs entered his sight. She didn't think it was a big deal, but instead called him over: "Xianjun, come over and apply the medicine."
As she said this, she lay back, stretched out her legs, and didn't care about anything anymore, letting him do whatever he wanted.
Jiang Qingfan could only sigh, sit next to her and hold her legs.
First, he carefully rubbed the wound on the inside of her thigh. After that, he spread her legs a little wider. That place was a little rubbed, and the flower heart that originally looked delicate now looked a little damaged.
Jiang Qingfan had some wild thoughts when he was applying the medicine just now, but now they disappeared immediately.
It seems he really went too far last night.
He dipped some ointment on his fingertips and carefully applied it to her, this time without any distracting thoughts in his mind.
After finally applying the medicine, Jiang Qingfan covered the porcelain bottle, pinched a hand gesture and washed his hands. Seeing that she was still lying there motionless, he looked up and realized that she had fallen asleep long ago, leaving him alone to suffer.
Jiang Qingfan looked at her defenseless sleeping face and inexplicably wanted to laugh.
He gathered her clothes and sat beside her to meditate.
When Yunsan returned to the hall, half an hour had passed. He stood in front of Jiang Qingfan's house and knocked on the door. When he heard no response, he gently pushed the door open, took two steps, and saw Jiang Qingfan.
He was practicing with his eyes closed, perhaps getting into the groove, and didn't notice him at all.
There was also a pink figure lying next to him. The two of them, one lying and the other sitting, looked extremely harmonious.
Yunsan was used to seeing Jiang Qingfan alone. He had only been here for a few years. At that time, many disciples wanted to come here. After all, Jiang Qingfan was about to ascend to heaven. If he really ascended to heaven, all the creatures in his entire palace would be blessed.
He was fortunate enough to be the only one who came in at that time. Jiang Qingfan was a rather dull person and sometimes he wouldn't say a word for half a month. He could practice anytime and anywhere and was always alone.
Yunsan felt relieved that there was finally someone by his side.
He looked for a while, then retreated to the door, closed it gently, and left silently.
It seems that I have to cook more food from today on.
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