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However, compared to the fainting pain she felt the first time, the present pain was entirely bearable.

But her complexion remained pale, and she appeared listless.

Seeing Qiao Changshun’s face, which resembled a dried tree bark, she handed over the cooking responsibilities to him.

After lying in bed for a day, Tong Sanlang came in the evening. He brought with him three vine branches over a meter long, which he said could serve as sticks and were tenacious. He had found them in the virgin forest near Rooster Mountain.

Seeing Qiao Xiaomai’s lackadaisical face, he scrunched his eyebrows, questioning, “The spiritual spring water, why isn’t it effective at all?”

“The spiritual spring water can only improve the quality of meals, it has no health benefits,” Xiaomai replied as she took out the pendant shaped like a water droplet.

She and Tong Sanlang speculated that this pendant could be connected to her space.

But this pendant had been in her space for quite a few days, and no changes had occurred.

No changes in the pendant meant no change in her space as well.

“Hmm… I heard that things might improve after getting married?” Tong Sanlang hesitated for a moment but eventually spoke his mind.

Upon hearing this, Xiaomai raised an eyebrow and threw the pendant back into her space, “Where did you hear that from?”

“I heard it from Doctor Wu.” Tong Sanlang answered honestly.

Xiaomai was taken aback, “You actually asked him that?”

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about.” Tong Sanlang responded calmly.

Xiaomai let out an amused sound, and then she started laughing. She stood up and sat on Tong Sanlang’s lap, her arms wrapped around his neck, “Hey, young man, I can’t bear to let you go. Why don’t you stay tonight?”

“Hmm?” Tong Sanlang was stunned, and his eyes instantly widened.

“My stomach hurts. Sleep while hugging me,” Xiaomai whispered in his ear.

The warm breath from her words tickled Tong Sanlang’s neck, arousing goosebumps all over his body.

He stiffened, his mind in disarray, “Is this… against tradition…”

Their nightly clandestine meetings were already a violation of traditional teachings. Now lying together on the same bed, sleeping in each other’s arms…

Isn’t this… inappropriate?

“What’s wrong with that? We’re just chatting under the sheets,” Xiaomai said, squirming in his embrace, “Now we’re hugging as usual, just that the venue changed from the stool to the bed.”

“Kick out all those feudalistic rituals from your mind, tonight, listen to me.”

Xiaomai actually hadn’t planned this, but Tong Sanlang was just too warm and gentle.

So warm that she couldn’t bear him leaving.

Tonight, listen to me.

These five words seemed to possess some magical power, upon hearing them, Tong Sanlang felt himself losing control over his own body.

He was like a soulless puppet being led by Qiao Xiaomai into her room, taking off his shoes and getting into bed.

Then, he held her petite, warm body in his arms.

With Qiao Xiaomai snuggled against his side, she grabbed one of his large hands and placed it on her stomach, and swiftly fell asleep.

Tong Sanlang “…”

Listening to the constant, rhythmic breathing in his ear and inhaling the faint scent from her body, his heart softened like a cloud and floated in the sky.

He floated there all night, unable to close his eyes or change his position.

As daylight approached, he couldn’t bear to, but woke up Qiao Xiaomai.

He had to go back, Qiao Changshun always woke up very early, and any later would risk their secret being discovered.