It feels really good to get my husband treated and receive a gift.
The group handed the gifts to Feng Qingcheng.
Feng Qingcheng politely declined, but couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the group.
Unable to refuse such a kind offer, Feng Qingcheng accepted it with a half-hearted push.
She can only blame herself for being too poor right now!
Hmph, she vowed that she would go out to train in a few days, hunt a few high-level magical beasts, and find some treasures to sell on the black market!
When Feng Qingcheng entered the room, Long Moyuan put down his book and said, "Acheng, why don't you spend more time with your mother-in-law and younger brother?"
Feng Qingcheng walked up to him, half-squatted down, and took his hand.
Long Moyuan's ears burned, gradually turning a cherry-red color.
While taking his pulse, Feng Qingcheng said, "We're newlyweds, I can't neglect you."
Long Moyuan's cheeks flushed red, and he didn't dare to look at her.
He lowered his head and unconsciously clenched the hem of his clothes.
Can you lift your legs so I can see them?
She needs to examine his leg to determine the appropriate treatment.
“Ah Cheng…this…”
The man's voice was halting, and Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but look up at him.
Long Moyuan's face, ears, and neck all turned pink!
Good heavens! This guy is actually shy?
Long Moyuan looks so cute! His handsome face is so pink and tender, I really want to pinch it.
Feng Qingcheng's eyes were bright and she teased with great interest, "Just look at her legs, I don't want to look at anything else."
“Acheng…”
Just as she was about to lift his robe, he reached out and stopped her in time.
"You won't let me see?" Feng Qingcheng glanced at him sideways.
Long Moyuan's face flushed red, his lychee-shaped eyes blinked rapidly, and his breathing became noticeably heavier.
"Call Wufu in to help me take off my pants."
"I can do it too!"
After Feng Qingcheng finished speaking, she wished she could slap herself a few times.
What a lecherous woman! She actually wanted to take advantage of Long Moyuan.
Ancient clothing was troublesome; men even had to bind their legs with trousers.
However, Feng Qingcheng still wanted to tease Long Moyuan.
It's rare to see this guy so shy, like a bashful new bride, so incredibly cute.
She blinked her beautiful peach blossom eyes and said, "Ah Yuan, it is a wife's duty to help her husband get dressed. Are you trying to make Wu Fu steal my job?"
Long Moyuan's face was more vibrant than a rose, as if it were about to bleed. He looked at her shyly and asked, "Acheng, are you really willing to take your clothes off for me?"
Why is that said in such a suggestive way?
It's just a quick pep talk, isn't it?
Look at him, he has to make such a scene, as if she's eaten him alive.
Feng Qingcheng sighed, "I'll go call Wufu."
She rushed out of the room and called Wufu in.
"Wu Fu, the prince wants you to help him take off his pants."
Upon hearing Feng Qingcheng's words, everyone burst into laughter.
"Change your pants, slip of the tongue, I'm going to get some medicine."
Feng Qingcheng covered her face and pretended to pull a few blades of grass from a spot.
"Your Highness, you may go in now," Wu Fu called to her with a smile after a while.
Feng Qingcheng entered the room with a blush on her face. She heard Wu Fu gossiping softly with the three beautiful maids. The princess was going to examine the prince's legs, and she wondered if something risqué might happen.
Wu Fu, that lecherous scoundrel!
She made it sound like she wanted to eat Long Moyuan.
What's so attractive about a man's legs?
With so much leg hair, how can it be as attractive as a woman's?
She's too busy admiring her own beautiful legs, okay?
Long Moyuan was lying on the bed, still covered with a blanket.
This guy treats her like a female thief; if he's so capable, why doesn't he just stay in bed with her at night?
Feng Qingcheng directly pulled back the blanket, revealing that Long Moyuan was still wearing a long robe.
This kind of strict guarding makes her seem like a real hooligan.
"Ah Cheng," Long Moyuan called out to her hoarsely.
"I promise I won't look at anything inappropriate," Feng Qingcheng said to him earnestly.
Long Moyuan closed his eyes, his handsome face as red as a ripe apple.
I really want to take a bite.
Feng Qingcheng, you female hooligan!
Feng Qingcheng lifted his long robe, and as she expected, he was wearing loose trousers underneath.
This guy is absolutely hilarious!
But seriously, this guy's legs are really beautiful! Not the dark, hairy legs I expected, but rather a tanned complexion with very little hair that complements his skin tone. In short, his legs look like they've been meticulously groomed by God, enough to rival a woman's beautiful legs.
Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but lift her slender, beautiful legs.
Between her and Long Moyuan, whose legs are more beautiful?
The answer is obvious: her beauty and Long Moyuan's handsomeness.
A man with such handsome, long, and tanned legs is really tempting to commit crimes.
Feng Qingcheng sighed and took out the silver needles with some hesitation.
She was afraid that she would lose control and touch Long Moyuan's thigh.
“Acheng”.
Long Moyuan's voice brought her back to her senses.
Oh, that lecherous woman, she's drooling.
"I'm going to do acupuncture for you. Your trousers are a bit of an eyesore, and I don't have the time to insert needles through the fabric."
Long Moyuan said, "Then let's call it Five Blessings."
"Why go through all that trouble?"
After Feng Qingcheng finished speaking, she quickly untied his trousers and pulled them off.
Long Moyuan closed his eyes, and his deep breaths became somewhat heavy.
Feng Qingcheng noticed that this guy was actually wearing shorts underneath.
Are the underwear underneath the shorts?
This guy's defensiveness really hurt her.
They're husband and wife, yet they still can't be honest with each other.
It's a lie that Long Moyuan likes the young lady.
Feng Qingcheng finally put aside all distracting thoughts and carefully examined his legs.
Anyway, Long Moyuan has no spiritual power, so even if she used spiritual power, he wouldn't know.
Feng Qingcheng, incredibly audacious, unleashed her spiritual power.
This thing is really convenient for seeing a doctor; it's like a modern machine that can detect almost any problem.
That's strange, this guy's legs look perfectly normal.
It's not like a disability, it's just a lack of strength.
In other words, if Long Moyuan could cultivate, his leg would be healed.
Feng Qingcheng tested his spiritual power again, but there was none at all.
Should she teach Long Moyuan the art of absorbing spirits?
"Is this how my life will be?" After a while, Long Moyuan couldn't help but ask.
Feng Qingcheng told him what she had in mind.
"Then it seems there's really no hope." Long Moyuan sighed.
"Don't worry, I'll use acupuncture to help your legs regain strength. I think you can walk without any problems, but as for running or flying, you'll probably have to wait until you have spiritual power and start cultivating again."
"Acheng, will you feel wronged if you marry me?" Long Moyuan suddenly asked, holding her hand.
Feng Qingcheng shook her head. "We're in the same situation now. I still have family to burden you, so I'm the one taking advantage of you."
"What if I can never stand up again in my entire life?" Long Moyuan asked.
Not wanting to see him sad, Feng Qingcheng smiled and said, "Then I'll take care of you for the rest of my life."
"Ah Cheng, you're so kind."
Feng Qingcheng avoided his burning gaze. "I'm starting to use acupuncture on you. It will take a while, so please bear with it."
"good."
Feng Qingcheng began to apply needles to the soles of his feet.
Soon, Long Moyuan's legs were covered with dense silver needles. Every now and then, she had to push the needles in deeper or pull them out shallower. In short, the technique was very complicated.
Before long, she was covered in sweat from exhaustion.
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