Chapter 30

In a daze, Xue Ming felt herself being carried to the bed. The cool silk cloth wrapped around her body, and then her body sank into the soft blanket. Soon, her stomach felt warm, and a sense of vitality spread like a refreshing rain falling on dry wood, bringing vibrant life. This feeling made her incredibly comfortable, and she instinctively wanted to ask for more. A warm fingertip fell on her ear, gently stroking along her jawline and lightly touching the scattered red and bite marks. Her neck felt itchy, and Xue Ming, being lazy, didn’t want to move. She just turned her face, seemingly dodging. Soon, a kiss fell on her lips, covering them and gently licking as if awakening her from a hazy and drowsy consciousness. Xue Ming slightly frowned and raised her hand to push, but her palm was tightly held and pressed in the blanket. Xue Ming had no choice but to open her mouth in a daze, allowing the wet and slippery tongue to enter, entangling with her own in her mouth.

Yan Yuhe lowered his eyes and saw that she seemed to sleep without consciousness, with a layer of water shimmer on her lips and a red tongue hiding behind her teeth, as if half-hidden and half-visible; even after making some noise, she didn’t wake up. He got up from the bed, went away, and when he returned, he was holding two red pills in his hand, and he leaned over her, pinched her chin, and threw them in. The pills melted in the mouth and gave a slightly sweet feeling. Xue Ming instinctively chewed twice and only realized afterward that she had eaten something. She opened her eyes in confusion and looked at Yan Yuhe beside her, asking, “What did you give me to eat?”

Yan Yuhe answered honestly, “Aphrodisiac.”

“What kind of aphrodisiac?” Xue Ming woke up instantly and immediately thought of the answer. What kind of aphrodisiac could it be on the bed? It must be the pills from the old man from the Heaven and Earth shop. She was shocked and held up two fingers to gesture, “You gave me two?”

Yan Yuhe didn’t speak, which was regarded as an admission.

Xue Ming was scared and sat up, asking fearfully, “Do you want to kill me?”

Yan Yuhu raised his hand and caressed her cheek; his gaze was no longer as indifferent and plain as usual but showed a hint of tenderness like the catalyst of desire, revealing a bit of affection. Then, he held Xue Ming’s face, pressed against her, and bit her lips, pinning her under the brocade quilt. His tall and strong body completely enveloped her.

When Yan Yuhe entangled with Xue Ming on the bed, he seemed like an endless embodiment of desire. Unfortunately, his physical condition was excellent, and his body’s strength seemed inexhaustible, freely teasing Xue Ming.

The pill acted very quickly. Under Yan Yuhe’s kisses and touches, Xue Ming began to feel aroused, her body becoming hot. Xue Ming could feel the firmness and hardness of his muscles, accompanied by a burning heat, as if containing vigorous strength. She was pressed down like this and could not break free. She could only raise her hand and wrap it around Yan Yuhe’s arm, softly whimpering. When a blush appeared on Yan Yuhe’s face, it made him look exceptionally beautiful. Immersed in the sea of desire, it was as if a gorgeous red appeared on the snowy white painting, making people unable to help but look again and again. His body was indeed eye-catching, with every inch of muscle perfectly proportioned and not overly strong. The smooth lines and clean skin all indicated the vitality of a young person. He spoke very little on regular days, but on the bed, he would talk a few more words, revealing his rebellious nature. The bed creaked fiercely as if an earthquake had occurred. The mortise and tenon structure made sharp noises, and half of the mosquito net came down, faintly obscuring the floor lamp. The silk quilt hung on the edge of the bed, occasionally revealing a slender and tender hand, futilely trying to grab a few times, only to be grabbed back by a masculine and large hand. The curtain slightly covered the overlapping figures. The day and night became mixed up for a while, and the sunlight shone through the window, filling the room with clarity.

Yan Yuhe finally hugged the sweaty her, held her in his arms, kissed and teased her fiercely, and whispered, “Okay, it’s over.”

Xue Ming was so tired that she didn’t say a word and fell into a deep sleep, dreaming that Yan Yuhe took her to a doctor. The doctor felt her pulse and said that her yang energy was excessive, but her kidneys were weak. Xue Ming was very annoyed and fought with Yan Yuhe in her dream, but she lost and was pinned down. She woke up in a fright. When she opened her eyes, she first saw the luxurious top of the bed and then felt her body bare and cool, covered with a silky soft quilt. Turning her head, she saw someone sleeping beside her, his black hair spread out, and he was leaning towards Xue Ming, with the quilt covering his slim arm and revealing a handsome face.

The sleeping Yan Yuhe closed his beautiful eyes but also lost a lot of indifference and became calm and peaceful, looking quite pleasing. However, Xue Ming didn’t forget that it was this person who almost killed her, so at this time, she dared not provoke him and could only get up cautiously, her legs trembling like cotton. She got off the bed and searched for a while, but she couldn’t find her own clothes, so she casually put on Yan Yuhe’s coat and tied it with a belt, then collapsed on a soft chair, letting out a long sigh. Although the process was indeed tiring and exhausting, the result was good. Xue Ming felt incredibly energetic after the yang energy returned to her body, and even her eyesight had improved. Her gaze fell on the still-sleeping Yan Yuhe, and suddenly, an unusual feeling surged in her heart, densely corroding her heart.

Xue Ming had lived for so many years and had never experienced waking up in the morning with a man sleeping beside her. She didn’t know if it was because she had been alone all these years, but she suddenly felt a sense of companionship in the brief moment just now.

Xue Ming’s heart has gained considerable tranquility, lying half-paralyzed in the soft chair, staring toward Yan Yuhe. Compared to the past few days, it had to be said that the current state was much better, not only physically, but also a relaxation that bursts from within, making her content.

Now, she no longer fears Jiang Ruoming, where she hides and waits for an opportunity to use cruel tactics, nor does she worry about Yan Yuhe catching her and engaging in the so-called “stripping of the soul” behavior. Especially after knowing she might be regarded as a big villain, she feels depressed because Xue Ming considers herself a rare good person. However, after yesterday, she knew that Yan Yuhe actually knew that she was not the same person as Jiang Ruoming, and he told her the actual date of birth. From now on, she can celebrate her actual birthday.

Xue Ming saw the mirror Yan Yuhe had taken out yesterday on the table, so she got up to look. She saw herself in the mirror looking very disheveled, with messy hair and kisses on her neck. The oversized collar of her clothes couldn’t hide her delicate collarbone, and those mottled marks spread beneath her clothes.

Xue Ming closed her collar, made faces at herself in the mirror, and looked at her reflection in an excellent mood. When she first crossed over, her appearance was only eighty percent similar to before, but now it was almost identical, indicating that her soul had merged with this body. The features that initially belonged to Jiang Ruoming had disappeared entirely. She was not a temporary inhabitant but the owner of this body.

Xue Ming laughed at herself in the mirror for a while and then noticed movement on the bed curtain from the corner of her eye. She turned away from the mirror, saw that Yan Yuhe had already woken up, and got off the bed. His body began to change; his skin faded to porcelain white, his nails stained black, without any blood color, and he became eerie and sinister, with a faint gaze that carried a gloomy aura.

When Xue Ming saw him, she immediately hid her smile and stood up to pick a fight, “What were you trying to do yesterday? You actually made me take two pills!”

Yan Yuhe picked up his clothes and put them on, asking, “Is it not enough?”

“Pooh!” Xue Ming glared at him angrily, “I think you want to harm me! From now on, you are not allowed to feed me medicine while I’m sleeping!”

Yan Yuhe didn’t respond, obviously not agreeing.

Xue Ming persistently chased after him and said, “Look at my wrist.” She rolled up her sleeve, revealing faint red marks on her wrist. She also lifted her skirt, showing slight bruising on her knees, and even scraped her skin. “All of them are injured.”

Yan Yuhe took her hand and carefully examined it, pinching the soft flesh with his cold fingertips. He massaged it a bit, and the marks instantly disappeared. His gaze shifted upward, noticing Xue Ming wearing his dark gold woven robe, which made her fair skin appear even more radiant. There were scattered red marks on her exposed neck, complementing her angrily beautiful face. Unfortunately, she was unaware of it herself. He took out the erotic art book he had previously studied from the bookshelf and handed it to Xue Ming, saying in a soft tone, “Next time, choose for yourself.”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left the room.

Xue Ming was so angry that she threw the erotic art book on the ground and stomped on it several times, cursing, “Choose your head!”

Not long after, Yan Yuhe returned with a food container, placed the dishes on the table, and considerately set the bowls and chopsticks in front of Xue Ming. It was at this moment that Xue Ming felt like she was about to starve to death. Smelling the aroma of the dishes, her stomach growled madly. She quickly went to wash up, then eagerly ate with the bowls and chopsticks, temporarily forgiving Yan Yuhe for his excessive demands on her. Although Yan Yuhe was cold and rebellious, he still handled things thoughtfully. He not only brought food for Xue Ming but also prepared a whole set of clothes, including earrings and hair accessories. Xue Ming knew that he would leave again. As the banquet last night was interrupted halfway and Xue Ming released Hundred Crow’s precious item that he wanted to show off, it was easy for Yan Yuhe, as one of the Four Ghost Kings, to arouse suspicion by leaving midway.

Xue Ming quickly finished eating and studied the hair accessories and clothes. In the end, she summoned Nie Xiaoqian to help. At first, Xue Ming had a strong yang energy, causing Nie Xiaoqian’s face to wrinkle like a cabbage that had been left out for a hundred days. She wished she could fly up to the roof. But then Yan Yuhe gave her a pearl, and Nie Xiaoqian’s complexion improved significantly. Seeing the closeness between the two in their actions, she was not as afraid of Yan Yuhe as she was yesterday.

The primary function of the pearl was to block yang energy and ensure that she was not so eye-catching in the ghost realm. When Nie Xiaoqian helped her put on her dress, she looked at the various marks on her body and made a clucking sound, murmuring, “When can I also have such a good day?”

Xue Ming pretended not to hear and sternly asked her to hurry up. After a while, she tentatively asked, “How about letting Ning Caichen be with you?”

Nie Xiaoqian sneered and rudely said, “Let that useless person stay away.”

After Xue Ming changed her clothes and walked out from behind the screen, she found that Yan Yuhe, who was initially sitting in the room, was gone. The door was wide open as if he had left.

Nie Xiaoqian felt very uncomfortable staying in the room for a long time, so she temporarily returned to the bell. Xue Ming didn’t know what to do and dared not run around, so she sat in the room and waited for Yan Yuhe.

At this moment, there was a rustling sound at the door, similar to the sound of nails scratching the door. Xue Ming’s nerves tightened immediately. She instinctively thought it was a demon coming to the door, but then she thought, which demon would have the courage to run to Yan Yuhe’s door? Isn’t that just seeking death? She turned her head and saw a small dog standing by the door. This small dog was all black, with only a little white on its head. It was about half the height of her calf and looked only a few months old. Dogs in this age group are adorable regardless of the breed, especially when fluffy and chubby.

Strangely, this little dog did not look cute. Its eyes stare straight at Xue Ming without moving, with a look full of resentment and malice, making Xue Ming instinctively feel that it was the incarnation of some evil creature.

Xue Ming had goosebumps all over and had a bad feeling. Just as she was about to scare it away, she saw the little dog rushing in and quickly running towards Xue Ming with its four short legs. If it were any other animal, Xue Ming might have been scared, but she had a lot of experience fighting against vicious dogs. She could even handle the fierce big dog her previous neighbor used to keep for a while – not to mention this short little dog. Seeing this round little dog baring its teeth and making a fierce appearance as it rushed over, Xue Ming lifted her skirt and aimed at the right moment, then kicked the dog hard, shouting, “General Yu’s flying kick!”