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Chapter 116 - 117 : "I don't have women's clothes… but if you don't mind, you can wear my robe
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4 Dec 2025
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The moon hung like a silver hook, stars shining everywhere.
Xiao Jian sat on the ground in a meditation pose.
But no matter how hard he tried, his mind kept remembering the soft white curves of Yun Yun's body.
When he treated her wounds earlier, he truly had no dirty thoughts.
But afterward… his heart couldn't stay calm anymore.
Yun Yun's blushing face and her snow-white skin were things any person would react to.
Not just a man.... even a woman would want to touch skin like that.
Every time Xiao Jian closed his eyes, he could feel again the smooth softness under his fingers when he applied the medicine to her chest.
"Ai… this is too much."
He sighed, rubbing his forehead. He looked at the pot of porridge going cold and then up at the twinkling sky.
That made him remember the nights he used to spend here, staying up late with Xiao Yixian, counting stars and watching the moon.
After staring blankly for a while, Xiao Jian relit the fire and began to warm the porridge.
It was late and he was hungry again.
Inside the room, Yun Yun's brows moved slightly. Her closed eyes trembled a little, then slowly opened.
Seeing the familiar wooden cabin, she instinctively tried to sit up.....
But pain shot through her chest, making her let out a soft cry.
She quickly looked down, lifted the quilt a little.....
All she saw was a sheet of pure white skin.
The ugly wound she had before was completely gone.
Only her internal injury remained.
The Purple Crystal Winged Lion King's seal was strong, but she wasn't weak either.
Five to seven days at most, and she could break the seal.
gurgle~
Her stomach suddenly rumbled.
Yun Yun put a hand on her flat, smooth belly and tried to sit up again.
After sleeping, she felt stronger. Her body wasn't numb anymore.
Her internal injuries still hurt, but she could endure it.
As she finally sat up, the blanket slid down.... revealing her bare white body to the air.
Immediately she felt unsafe.
She wanted to take clothes out of her storage ring.....
Then remembered her battle-qi was sealed. She couldn't access it!
She grabbed the blanket again, pressing it to her chest, sighing helplessly.
Yes, Xiao Jian helped her…
But the price was too big…
And now, she only had a small white cloth around her waist.
As she thought about it, her mind drifted back to earlier.....
The moment Xiao Jian gently applied medicine to her chest, his handsome face focused, his long fingers brushing her skin softly…
Her face burned even redder.
There wasn't any major family with the surname "Jian" in the empire.
Xiao Jian's talent and appearance were excellent.
Maybe… she could take him back to Cloud Mist Sect.
But really take him as a disciple?
What kind of disciple sees his teacher's body before even joining?!
Thinking of that, Yun Yun covered her face, wanting to disappear.
Besides, Yanran was already the sect's next successor.
If she brought back another prodigy, Yanran might not like it.
Maybe… let someone else take him as a disciple instead?
Losing her strength temporarily, plus the very embarrassing treatment earlier, Yun Yun's thoughts were a mess.
She wasn't thinking like the Sect Master....
She was thinking like a shy woman.
Realizing her thoughts were drifting too far, she shook her head quickly.
After hesitating for a moment, she softly called:
"…Xiao Jian?"
"Senior, you're awake? Good timing.... I warmed some porridge. Should I bring it in?"
His voice came from outside.
Yun Yun panicked instantly, lying down again and pulling the blanket tight.
But even that movement hurt her inner injuries, making her softly cry out.
She almost told him not to come in....
But then remembered…
He already undressed her earlier.
At this point, saying no didn't matter.
Holding the blanket tightly, she forced herself to be calm.
"…Mm. Please."
Soon, Xiao Jian walked in with a bowl of hot steaming porridge.
Smelling it, Yun Yun's stomach growled again in hunger.
Her face turned red in embarrassment.
But when Xiao Jian sat down at the bedside, she grew nervous again.
He scooped a spoonful of porridge, blew on it gently, and raised it to her lips.
"Senior, you're still not able to move much."
Seeing her stunned, he explained softly.
Yun Yun finally reacted.
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