Chapter 73 The Considerate Mature Wolf "You can... help me bite him..."
Lou Yan was stunned by the kiss.
He sat frozen in place, holding the remaining half bowl of goat milk soup. After a long while, his face flushed, he shoved the porcelain bowl into Heng Qichun's hands and stammered, "Master, please drink this yourself. I'll go and brew some medicine for you first!"
He had barely taken two steps off the bed when he hurriedly grabbed a new spoon from outside, shoved it into Heng Qichun's hand, and then turned and ran.
The wolf cubs fled in utter disarray.
Lou Yan firmly believed that Heng Qichun's abnormal behavior was due to his amnesia. He tried many times to explain to Heng Qichun that they were not a real couple, but each time he was defeated by Heng Qichun's eager eyes and became a mute who dared not tell the truth.
Therefore, he could only try his best to be a considerate and mature wolf in order to reduce the possibility that Heng Qichun would kill him after regaining his memories.
Mount Juki is located outside of Kyushu, and many of its customs are different from those of the human world. It is unaware of outside affairs and is not influenced by demons or evil spirits from the outside world.
Settling in this secluded corner, the master and apprentice enjoyed a rare period of peace and tranquility.
Lou Yan had sent several immortal techniques to Wei Xiuzhu, but had not received a reply. In desperation, he sent a message to Nanyu Mountain, which he disliked, and kept praying that his master could find them before the child was born.
Speaking of children...
Even though Lou Yan hadn't thoroughly read the "Chronicles of the Nine Provinces," he now believed that Mount Nüqi was indeed a strange place.
He even secretly went to see the female tree behind Heng Qichun's back, and was shocked by the huge and ancient tree.
Before this, Lou Yan saw that the largest tree was the Endless Tree from the Eighteen Realms.
This tree is even more awe-inspiring than the Endless Tree.
It stands atop the highest peak of Mount Nüqi, its trunk extremely thick, completely surrounded by vines that shimmer with a spiritual light. Even in the desolate winter, it still thrives with greenery.
A dark golden pearl hangs prominently on the treetop, its shape shimmering beneath a thin layer of its surface.
Lou Yan went to see it twice. The second time, she could clearly feel that the gestational pearl had grown a size larger.
Heng Qichun's body did indeed change continuously as the gestation pearl grew.
On the morning of the fourth day, Lou Yan was woken up from her sleep by Heng Qichun pinching her.
"I feel so bloated," he heard Heng Qichun complain to him in a hoarse voice, "I can't sleep because I feel so bloated."
Lou Yan sat on the bed, still half asleep, and after a moment of confusion, actually asked Heng Qichun where he felt swelling.
The next moment, Heng Qichun kicked him hard.
Lou Yan winced in pain, letting out a soft "ow," and awkwardly curled up her legs under the covers.
This kick seemed to suddenly clear his drowsy mind. Lou Yan carefully reviewed the precautions the doctor had given him and instantly knew where Heng Qichun's swelling was.
“This…” He lowered his gaze, not daring to look at Heng Qichun for a moment. A glimpse of his eyes climbed up Heng Qichun’s waist and abdomen, stopping at the part of his chest that was covered by his clothes but was almost soaked with sweat.
Lou Yan moved her lips slightly, her voice unusually muffled: "How about I give Master another hot compress?"
Heng Qichun didn't speak, but turned his head away with a flushed face, which was considered as tacitly agreeing to Lou Yan's suggestion.
Before dawn, the outside was still shrouded in gloom and snow. Lou Yan used the still-burning fire in the stove to boil water and, as she had done many times before, used a warm cloth to wipe Heng Qichun's body.
This time it's just in a different place.
Heng Qichun leaned against the bed, her collar open, revealing her snow-white skin. She looked down at Lou Yan's fingers as they roamed freely over her body.
The warm handkerchief was placed over his chest, and he instinctively trembled. A moment later, he convinced himself to relax his body as much as possible, letting the warm water on the handkerchief flow over his skin and down to his waist.
Heng Qichun tilted his head back and gently exhaled, feeling as if every pore on his body was being opened by the heat.
Lou Yan was still earnestly playing the role of a considerate and mature wolf, completely unaware of Heng Qichun's increasingly flushed face and the slightly heavy breathing between his breaths.
Until Heng Qichun pushed his hand away.
“No…” Heng Qichun’s face was full of resistance, and even his fingers were trembling involuntarily. He said in a trembling voice, “It seems to be getting even bigger.”
Lou Yan was completely helpless. He stood there blankly, holding a hot towel, wanting to look at the swollen areas on Heng Qichun's body but not daring to.
Finally, all he could do was rack his brains and say, "Then...then I'll go get a doctor!"
Heng Qichun frowned slightly in silence, clearly disagreeing with Lou Yan's suggestion. "That doctor only prescribes medicine that's incredibly bitter. Don't go."
After a moment of silence, he suddenly looked up at Lou Yan, who was still stunned, and said in a very slow, meaningful tone, "You can... help me bite it."
Lou Yan didn't understand.
He tilted his head and said "Huh?" It took him a long time to understand his master's unspoken meaning from Heng Qichun's constantly evasive gaze.
He suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of regret.
Perhaps he shouldn't have bitten Heng Qichun that day at the Yi Emperor's Mausoleum.
Lou Yan had been silent for too long, so Heng Qichun frowned in dissatisfaction and asked him again with a hint of ambiguity: "...Aren't you pretty good at biting?"
Lou Yan couldn't help but roar in her heart.
Ugh, what indecent language!
How can these be the same!
Back then, I was still a wolf, and I bit you to stop you from opening the gates of hell and entering the underworld!
Don't try to slander me just because you have amnesia and don't understand the cause and effect!
I am a considerate and mature wolf! Not the kind of fickle, worthless wolf!!
A moment later, the valuable wolf buried its head and crawled into Heng Qichun's clothes.
The bed curtains had been pulled down at some point, leaving the bed dimly lit. Lou Yan nervously closed her eyes, her nose twitching, as she explored Heng Qichun's body little by little with her keen sense of smell.
Their lips and tongues clashed, stumbling and groping for that one spot, stopping, and then carefully pressing their lips against it.
He didn't dare use his teeth; instead, he parted his lips and then put all his effort into licking it with his tongue.
Heng Qichun suddenly tilted his head back, revealing his slender, white neck with his Adam's apple prominently displayed, trembling as the little wolf diligently sucked on it.
The tip of my tongue tasted a hint of sweetness mixed with the fragrance of lotus.
Awoo.
Lou Yan let out a soft cry in her heart, and suddenly felt a surge of relief.
Fortunately, Heng Qichun has lost his memory, otherwise he would have killed him by now.
In the dim light of the late night, the bed was shrouded in darkness, the bedding had slipped off and fallen to the floor, and the shadows of people were indistinguishable.
The quiet interior was now only covered in muddy, waterlogged stains.
And a suppressed, restrained groan.
Driven by wolfish greed, Lou Yan couldn't stop himself in the end.
Heng Qichun could only push him with all her might, "Enough, enough..."
The young wolf, full of youthful vigor, kept sucking until the fire in the stove burned out and it was broad daylight.
The room suddenly grew cold, but no one offered to add fuel to the fire.
Lou Yan was covered in sweat.
He gently leaned over Heng Qichun, vaguely sensing something was wrong. He moved his fingers down inch by inch, then placed them as gently as possible on Heng Qichun's lower abdomen.
There is already a small, noticeable bulge there.
——
Perhaps it was because Heng Qichun's physical condition was so poor that he was even weaker than an ordinary person without using spiritual power.
His condition worsened, and by that afternoon he had become drowsy again.
Lou Yan had done many bad things and dared not go to bed. He carried a small box and went to find a doctor.
They planned to seize all the herbs treasured in the old doctor's house.
Following the address Wang Sheng left them, they walked along two winding mountain roads and indeed saw the old doctor's clinic.
"Qishan Medical Clinic..." Lou Yan hid the small box behind his back, preparing to rush in and rob all the precious medicinal herbs as soon as the door was opened.
Given his agility, the old doctor certainly couldn't catch up.
However, despite knocking on the door for a long time, there was still no response from inside.
Lou Yan stood under the eaves, puffing out his cheeks and tilting his head. His gaze fell on the tightly closed wooden door, and he couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that the old doctor knew he was coming to rob him, so he didn't dare to open the door?
hiss……
Lou Yan tightened his grip on the small box in his hand, and inexplicably began to feel sorry for the money.
But the image of Heng Qichun's sickly appearance kept haunting him, so he hardened his heart and simply threw away the box he was using for robbery.
He could just use the last two qian of silver he had to pay for the medicine; he was determined to get his hands on it today!
"Hey!" Lou Yan banged on the door. "I'm here to get the medicine!"
It was a quiet afternoon, and the alley was deserted, making Lou Yan's knocking at the door all the more noisy.
Before long, some neighbors couldn't stand it anymore and opened their attic windows to yell at the neighbor.
Stop knocking! Dr. Chen isn't at the clinic!
Lou Yan only realized upon hearing this that the person might not be home because they weren't there. Completely oblivious to his own excessive noise, he craned his neck and asked the person he was talking to, "Where did he go?"
"Who knows!" The man, still half asleep, slammed the window shut in frustration and threw down a single sentence: "It seems the clan chief sent someone to tell him to go directly to the temple."
"I wonder who in the temple needs medical attention..."
Because of the distance, even with Lou Yan's exceptional hearing, he couldn't hear the last sentence clearly.
He rested his chin on his hand and thought for a moment, but still felt that finding a doctor to get medicine for his master was the most important thing.
Fortunately, only one deity, the Nine-Child Mother, is worshipped in the mountains, and the temple is extremely easy to find. Lou Yan only asked around a couple of times along the way and found it smoothly.
He climbed up the stone steps below the temple, and despite the freezing winter weather, he broke out in a layer of hot sweat.
But when he thought about the important task he was on this trip to bring back herbs for Heng Qichun, he felt that enduring this little bit of hardship was nothing.
Lou Yan climbed all the stone steps and saw a crowd of people outside the Nine Sons Temple.
A thinly dressed boy was bound to a rack, while hundreds of mountain people, holding torches, were trying menacingly to extract information from him.
The clan chief stood at the very front of the crowd, holding a torch.
Lou Yan heard him demand, "Speak! Why do you appear to be pregnant!"
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