Chapter 1199: Face to Face

Xiaobai, peeking through a crack in the closet, suddenly widened her eyes. "Can it be done like this?" she wondered. She couldn't help but admire her younger sister Xiaoqing's boldness and audacity. She herself would never dare to do something so inappropriate.

Zu'an's body also stiffened. "There's no need to trouble Miss Xiaoqing with this," he said. "My wounds aren't bleeding anymore."

Xiaoqing said seriously, "Brother Zu, if the wounds aren't treated promptly, they might leave scars, which wouldn't be good. This Five-Fungus Hundred-Flower Paste is a renowned healing balm among the demon race for external injuries. It promotes blood circulation and tissue regeneration, helping wounds heal in the shortest possible time."

Zu'an reconsidered. He had sustained quite serious injuries from the consecutive battles over the past few days. Although the Primal Chaos Scripture had astonishing regenerative powers, it couldn't endure such abuse. Relying solely on it for recovery might damage his foundational essence. Since a spiritual medicine was now available to help, there was indeed no reason to refuse. So he nodded and said, "Then I'll trouble Miss Xiaoqing."

"No trouble at all," Xiaoqing said with a sweet smile. As she spoke, her slender fingers were already unfastening his clothes. Seeing his strong, masculine body up close, Xiaoqing's breathing noticeably quickened.

Xiaobai, hidden in the closet, instantly gaped. A maiden's shyness instinctively made her avert her gaze, not daring to look further. But then she thought, since Xiaoqing was already taking action, it would be too cowardly for her not even to look. So she cast her gaze back onto him.

Xiaoqing's fingers gently removed the gauze from his body. Seeing the scars covering him, she couldn't help but feel tears welling up. "Brother Zu, you've sustained such severe injuries, yet you haven't shown any sign of it." *Those men in the clan should really see this. Their everyday injuries are nothing compared to yours, yet they complain more than anyone.*

Zu'an smiled. "It just looks exaggerated; it's not that serious, actually."

"It's like this and it's not serious?" Xiaoqing's fingers lightly glided over the skin around his wounds. Zu'an raised an eyebrow. It felt cool and soothing, easing the burning sensation from the wounds.

Just then, Xiaoqing opened the Five-Fungus Hundred-Flower Paste, scooped out a small piece, and put it into her mouth. Zu'an looked puzzled. *Isn't that for my wounds? Why are you eating it yourself?* However, he quickly understood what was happening when Xiaoqing placed her hand on his shoulder, leaned in gently, and then extended her tongue to apply the medicine bit by bit onto his wounds.

"Miss Xiaoqing, what are you doing...?" Zu'an tensed all over and quickly tried to stop her.

"Brother Zu, this way the Five-Fungus Hundred-Flower Paste's medicinal properties can penetrate the wounds more easily, leading to better healing," Xiaoqing explained indistinctly. "Brother Zu, do you think my saliva is dirty?"

"Uh, no, of course not." Zu'an didn't know how to answer that question.

Xiaoqing seemed genuinely concerned about the question. She explained, "I have a special constitution. Ever since I was little, if I got hurt, I just licked it, and it healed..."

Zu'an couldn't help but chuckle. Understanding her concern, he comforted her, "Then... thank you for your trouble."

Seeing his agreement, Xiaoqing immediately beamed, becoming even more diligent. "Brother Zu, you can focus on recovering from your internal injuries; leave the external ones to me."

Zu'an's body was taut. The young girl's tongue was exceptionally nimble, and he thought, *How am I supposed to concentrate on recovering like this?*

Inside the closet, Xiaobai was both embarrassed and anxious. She thought, *How can Xiaoqing do this?* She wanted to stop them, but in this situation, how could she explain why she was hiding in the closet if she came out? Besides, coming out like that would also embarrass Xiaoqing. That's how she always considered others, agonizing over it but ultimately never taking that step.

Furthermore, Zu'an had wounds all over his body. To avoid disturbing his healing, Xiaoqing twisted her body in various ways, always managing to apply the medicine from any angle. Her flexibility was excellent; she moved around Zu'an as if she had no bones. Zu'an felt like Fahai from *Green Snake* at that moment, and he secretly admonished himself: *This young girl is just here to heal him; don't let your mind wander and ruin her good intentions.*

However, when Xiaoqing leaned in to apply medicine to his lower abdomen, Zu'an finally couldn't take it anymore and quickly stopped her. "Miss Xiaoqing, that's enough."

"There are still so many untreated wounds; how can it be enough?" Xiaoqing insisted. "Look, this part is already swollen like this."

Zu'an: "???"

"Hiss~" He gasped, and suddenly his entire body tensed up. He suddenly felt a little dazed, recalling *Animal Planet* from his previous life, where snakes seemed able to swallow prey larger than their own heads. *Xu Xian's pleasure, ordinary people truly couldn't comprehend.*

Inside the closet, Xiaobai looked puzzled. *Why is Xiaoqing quiet? And why did Brother Zu pull the quilt over his legs? Was he worried Xiaoqing was cold?* She decided to go out and check. Xiaoqing was always very bold, but she shouldn't get overly ambitious and accidentally make Brother Zu worse.

Just as she pushed open the closet door, a knock sounded from outside, making her instantly shrink back inside.

Zu'an started. "Who's there?"

"It's me," came Yan Xuehen's uniquely clear and cold voice from outside the door.

Zu'an took a deep breath. "Is something the matter, Sect Master Yan?"

"I have something I want to talk to you about." Yan Xuehen's voice sounded somewhat troubled.

"Uh, I've already gone to bed. How about we talk tomorrow?" Zu'an was reluctant to get up.

Unexpectedly, Yan Xuehen's voice turned cold. "You're a very busy man now; I might not get a chance to find you tomorrow. Open the door quickly; I'll leave after a few words." As she spoke, she grew a little impatient and began pushing the door.

Now Zu'an truly had no choice. Xiaoqing recoiled from the covers as if electrocuted. A trace of panic was on her beautiful cheeks, and her red lips were exceptionally luscious and inviting. "Don't tell her I'm here." After all, she was still a young girl, and at this moment, she felt the dread of being caught. She hastily moved to hide nearby. She glanced at the screen, hesitated, and then decided it would be safer to dive into the closet.

To her surprise, as soon as she opened the closet door, Xiaobai was inside, staring wide-eyed back at her.

"Ah!" Xiaoqing gasped in surprise, quickly covering her mouth.

"What was that sound?" Yan Xuehen outside looked puzzled and directly used her cultivation to force open the door bolt.

Seeing this, Xiaobai quickly pulled Xiaoqing into the closet, and they hid. Xiaoqing's cheeks were flushed, but fortunately, it was dark inside the closet, so it wasn't clearly visible. *Why is Xiaobai here? Then she must have seen everything that just happened? Oh dear, how embarrassing.*

Xiaobai was thinking similar thoughts. *Now that she's found me hiding here, she'll definitely know I lied to her earlier. Oh, this is really awkward.*

At this moment, Yan Xuehen had pushed the door open and walked in, her gaze sharply scanning the room. However, when she clearly saw Zu'an's appearance, she was startled. She quickly turned her back, saying with some annoyance, "Are you sick? Why aren't you wearing clothes all day?" After speaking, she waved her hand and closed the door. Otherwise, if people outside saw their current state, who knew what they might imagine.

Only then did Zu'an remember that Xiaoqing had just been treating his wounds, and his clothes were off. He calmly put on his clothes. "Who am I bothering by not wearing clothes in my own bedroom? On the contrary, you burst in and took advantage of me. We were even before, but now you owe me another one."

Yan Xuehen: "..."

"How dare you say that? Can something like this be 'evened out'?"

Fury value from Yan Xuehen +33+33+33...

"Why not? In my heart, I've always advocated for gender equality," Zu'an said righteously.

Yan Xuehen felt her teeth itch. *This guy really deserves a beating.* She quickly circulated the Grand Pure Forgetfulness Scripture to calm her emotions before speaking. "I didn't come here to argue with you. How are your injuries?" Feeling that Zu'an had dressed, she turned around and walked over.

"Recovering quite well," Zu'an thought. The spiritual medicines the two girls had brought earlier were indeed very effective.

"Are you refining the medicine's potency?" Yan Xuehen, being who she was, immediately noticed his condition.

Zu'an nodded. "Someone just brought me some healing pills, and they're quite effective."

Yan Xuehen nodded. "Since you're healing, I won't disturb you much. I'll ask you one question and then leave."

Zu'an smiled. "We've been through so much together, practically sharing life and death. Whatever you want to ask, I'll tell you everything I know, holding nothing back."

Yan Xuehen's face flushed. *Who shared life and death with you?* Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly sniffed the air, her face full of suspicion. "Why do I smell a woman's scent?"

The hearts of the two girls in the closet immediately leaped. The Golden Crow Crown Prince had seemingly mentioned earlier that she was Brother Zu's woman, and neither Brother Zu nor the clan leader had refuted it. Clearly, she was the official girlfriend. What would she think if she found them hiding in their lover's closet in the middle of the night?

Zu'an was greatly embarrassed. He hadn't expected this ice queen to have such a keen sense of smell. *By the way, is it an innate skill for all women to detect scents that don't belong to them?*