Which six are in Chapter 91?
As soon as Yun Weize stepped inside, the enchanting fragrance, as dense as a spider web, instantly enveloped him.
Then, in the hazy glow of the ram's horn lamp, one could see a figure with disheveled hair, wearing only a messy undergarment, sitting cross-legged on a wide couch.
He paused slightly, lifted the green gauze curtain, and only then could he see Jiang Xianwan's condition clearly.
Her entire body was covered in a thick layer of frost, and even the soft bedding was covered with a transparent layer of ice due to the effect of the talisman.
His exposed skin was pale and bluish from the cold, but his lips were as red as rouge, and his brows were furrowed.
Endless spiritual energy was still desperately trying to squeeze into her body, but it was like a stone sinking into the sea, an insurmountable chasm.
Yun Weize sighed, as if it were just his imagination.
With a loose clench of her fingers, a long robe enveloped her from head to toe, and the ice instantly melted the moment her fingertips touched her brow.
Seeing that she was about to move, he whispered, "Concentrate."
Jiang Xianwan's long eyelashes trembled slightly as Yun Weize's warm forehead gently pressed against hers.
However, when the man's light, clean scent wafted over, she still struggled for a moment.
She wanted to, she really wanted to.
At this moment, Yun Weize was like a handful of icy water in the desert to her.
My mind was suddenly thrown into disarray, and instinct overwhelmed reason.
Jiang Xianwan pushed against his shoulder, her extremely unfocused eyes revealing a fierce glint. She pressed him down on the couch with one hand and bit him down in a fit of rage.
A sudden sinking sensation ran through his waist and abdomen, followed by a burning, wet pain on the side of his neck, and then an impatient licking motion. Yun Weize abruptly held his breath, clearly stunned for a moment.
His warm, jade-like fingers gently grasped the back of her neck, and he chuckled softly, "You've got some nerve, daring to bite even me."
It seems he underestimated the power of the spring tide.
Jiang Xianwan's wet eyes were filled with messy mist, her pupils burning, and tears were spreading to their fullest extent.
She was fully aware of how horrifying her actions were, but she couldn't resist the waves of heat emanating from her body, urging her to get even closer.
Suppressing his burning sanity, he slowly loosened his teeth and said, "Get out."
Yun Weize turned to the side, flipped her over, pressed his palm against the back of her head, and said, "If I go out, you will die."
After thinking about it, I didn't know whether to comfort her or myself.
"Just don't take me seriously."
The moment their foreheads touched, a powerful yet seemingly cool spiritual energy flowed into Jiang Xianwan's meridians, enveloping her dantian.
The spiritual energy that was rushing around like headless flies was drawn in by a wisp of spiritual energy and forcefully compressed slowly into the nascent soul.
Jiang Xianwan's dazed eyes shifted slightly, gazing into a pair of clear and calm eyes, as if looking at a sea that had been dead for millennia.
My mind was out of sorts, and I was momentarily distracted.
This person possesses a coldness that even Di Yin cannot match.
At this moment, however, he was focused, patiently calming the restless spiritual energy while trying to expand her meridians and condense her sea of consciousness using the continuously surging spiritual energy.
"Now is a great opportunity."
"Want it?"
Without Yun Weize needing to say more, Jiang Xianwan had already made up his mind, and even the unbearable heat brought by the spring tide seemed to have disappeared somewhat.
"Yes." Jiang Xianwan opened her lips and said without hesitation, "Bring them all in."
She mainly felt that the pain could suppress the heat.
Between estrus and pain, Jiang Xianwan resolutely chose the latter.
Yun Weize's fingers, which were gently pinching the back of her neck, stiffened slightly, like a young deer scorched by fire, and his light-colored eyes flickered with light and shadow.
Her eyelashes fluttered, almost touching Jiang Xianwan's eyelashes.
They were separated by a width of one person, but their foreheads were pressed together in a very intimate manner.
Yun Weize lowered his gaze, and a muffled voice reached his ears, somewhat hoarse.
"It will hurt a lot."
"I'm not afraid, come on."
Jiang Xianwan naturally knew this was a good opportunity.
Yun Weize gazed at her flushed face for a while, then closed his eyes.
Jiang Xianwan gasped instantly, tears welling up in her eyes from the pain. Her body trembled as she grabbed his sleeve, stammering, "Please, please be gentle!"
"I'll punish you by making you bite me."
Jiang Xianwan: "...You deserve it."
"The same to you."
"Waaaaah—! Your Majesty!"
Yun Weize's eyelashes trembled, and he slapped away her restless fingers that were subtly reaching elsewhere, calmly saying, "I'm afraid you'll take advantage of me."
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
He gritted his teeth and silently withdrew his hand, which had been bruised and red.
She thought that such intense pain could suppress the torment brought on by her menstrual period.
I never imagined I'd be experiencing both pain and desire at the same time.
Especially when facing such a beautiful woman.
Jiang Xianwan secretly lifted her eyelids and glanced at that stunningly handsome face before quickly closing them again and swallowing hard. "Your Majesty, could we change positions?"
With their heads so close together, she was burning with desire, wishing she could transform into a pervert.
Yun Weize stepped back a little, grabbed her wrist, and faced upwards, his dark hair spread across the pillow.
For a moment, it was impossible to tell whose it was.
“Okay,” he said softly.
Jiang Xianwan was speechless. "Then why did you press your head against mine just now?"
“The space between the eyebrows is where the divine consciousness resides,” Yun Weize answered earnestly.
The effect was surprisingly good.
He raised his hand, and the white sleeve of his robe fell onto Jiang Xianwan's cheek with the movement. Jiang Xianwan subconsciously reached out to grab it.
Yun Weize withdrew his hand, along with the fingers that had been hanging from his sleeve, and held a milky-white hairpin in his hand. "Where did this hairpin come from?"
Seeing that the hairpin was obediently held in his hand, Jiang Xianwan barely managed to force a sliver of clarity into her mind.
Fearing that this thing might be some kind of tracker or something bad, she endured the burning sensation that was piercing her lungs and mentioned in a single sentence the mysterious boy she had met at the black market who had inexplicably become attached to her again.
Yun Weize smiled indifferently, seemingly unconcerned whether she had gone to the black market or not, and his tone suggested otherwise, "Wanwan, be specific."
Even though Jiang Xianwan was in dire straits, he still sensed an indescribable pressure.
She was so hot that she was completely out of her mind, and her rationality was repeatedly teetering on the edge of collapse.
To distract myself, I reluctantly looked away from those pale, alluring, and obviously kissable thin lips.
She said listlessly, "I was bumped into by someone, and I accidentally bumped into a young man. He wanted me to repay him with my body. I said I had promised to six people, so I couldn't do it. He told me to think about it."
“I said okay, and then this broken hairpin started to cling to me.”
Yun Weize reinserted the hairpin into her hair, his voice low and gentle, "Which six?"
Jiang Xianwan: "..."
Yun Weize didn't seem to care whether she answered or not, and sighed leisurely, "I'm starting to feel sorry for Di Yin."
"I'm lucky, I've managed to pick a fight with someone who's difficult to deal with."
"Can you tell who the owner of this hairpin is?"
"cannot."
Jiang Xianwan secretly pinched her thigh, "Is there something wrong with it?"
"none."
Jiang Xianwan paused for a moment, then asked, "Can this hairpin break?"
Yun Weize seemed to glance at her, yet also seemed not to, his voice enigmatic, "Whether this hairpin is broken or not, I'm still clinging to this person."
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