Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 157 Bathing
Song Xinci buried herself in the bathtub, her cheeks flushed, not sure if it was because of the heat or for some other reason.

For no reason, she remembered that Nangong Zhuozhuo once said that when Yun Yi was refining Qi in the Feitian Secret Realm, Zhuque would prepare a medicinal bath for him every day.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but pout slightly, feeling a little unhappy, but then she felt that she seemed not qualified to do so.

I don't know where the emotion came from. At that time, I only treated Yun Yi as a chess piece. What qualifications did I have to ask him to do more?
For some things, it's too late to regret.

Yun Yi had no idea that the person in the tub was full of thoughts. He waited for an incense stick of time, then gently knocked on the door and said, "Time to add more hot water."

Song Xinci quickly shrank her body down, leaving only her head exposed, and then she said softly, "Come in."

"Oh, I'd like to close my eyes so you can be more at ease. But I'm afraid I might accidentally pour hot water on you, which would be a terrible sin."

"It's annoying. Who told you to close your eyes?"

Yun Yi held a pot of hot water in his hand and poured it into the tub. During this time, he couldn't help but glance at the beauty, and his breathing became disordered.

In the mist, Song Xinci seemed shy, closing her eyes slightly, and the delicate water flowed across her skin, making it slightly red wherever it passed.

The tub was filled with a complex aroma of medicinal herbs, but the most prominent fragrance came from the Songxin porcelain itself. Yun Yi was all too familiar with this scent, and in the ambiguous atmosphere, his five senses seemed to be magnified, and he was actually somewhat addicted to it.

The water was calm. Although Song Xinci had tried her best to hide her body underwater with her legs slightly curled up, her jade-like shoulders were still exposed, and her long hair fell on them like an ink-black waterfall, making her look delicate.

She was extremely shy. Now that she had lost her cultivation, she could not resist Yun Yi who was still in the Spirit Transformation Realm.

There was one thing she knew very well: some scenes could not be concealed, and he could see through them all with just a little exploration using his divine sense.

Therefore, I have to bear this huge loss no matter what.

Unless... Yun Yi is really a perfect gentleman.

Song Xinci noticed that Yun Yi's gaze had not turned away for a long time, and she couldn't help but lift up a piece of water and said angrily: "Haven't you seen enough?"

Yun Yi came back to his senses and said shamelessly: "Ahem, I think the medicine seems to be quite effective... Well, I'll be out first. Call me if you need anything."

"Annoying!"

"Uh-huh."

Yun Yi felt guilty after being caught peeking at his wife, so he said a few perfunctory words and left in a hurry.

He closed the door to prevent the wind from blowing in, then couldn't help but look at the moon and wondered, "Why did their relationship end up like that in their previous life?"

Unfortunately, the bright moon and stars did not respond at all.

After Song Xinci finished washing, put on her clothes and huddled in bed, Yun Yi went into the room and started pouring water and tidying up. While doing this, he did not forget to thank Zhuque in his heart.

Taking care of people is really not an easy job.

After finishing his chores, Yun Yi went into the house, closed the door, blew out the candles, and after making sure that the formations set up around him were all working as usual, he said, "Go to bed early."

Song Xinci was still shy, and said with her back to Yun Yi, "I, I feel better now."

Yun Yi said excitedly, "The medicinal bath must be working. From now on, we'll soak in it for half an hour every day."

"Well, I'm a little tired, so I'm going to sleep first."

After all, Song Xinci was ill, and he fell into a deep sleep soon after lying down.

It was only then that Yun Yi tiptoed towards the other person and used his spiritual power to explore the situation inside her body, and found that the culprit showed no signs of weakening.

He briefly analyzed the sword energy these days and found that it contained ninety-nine kinds of great principles, which was terrifying.

Most of the people who follow the Tao in the world are single-minded, and it is not easy to comprehend a great way in one's lifetime. If one reaches the extreme, one can even ascend to become an immortal.

But this sword energy contained a great deal of great Dao, clearly the work of Wang Shenlai, which made Yun Yi sigh in admiration. How many sword arts had the Drunken Sword Immortal mastered? Had he seen every sword in the world?

Although he couldn't cure Song Xinci, Yun Yi still used his spiritual power to regulate the energy in her body, hoping that her body would not collapse too soon.

The two of them only have three years in the world of the painting, and at least nothing should happen during this period.

After a night, when Song Xinci woke up, she was surprised to find the courtyard noisy.

In the past, people who came here to seek medical treatment were always respectful, so there was no way it would be so noisy.

She couldn't help but look out the window, only to see two people surrounding Yun Yi, each talking incessantly.

Yun Yi was busy drying the medicinal herbs, and he had to make a fire to cook later, so he had to deal with the two people while he was busy.

One of the men, a chubby man dressed as a butler, said, "Doctor, please come with me. My daughter is suffering from a strange illness and it is really inconvenient for her to come to the mountain for treatment."

Yun Yi said calmly, "I never see patients. This is the rule."

"Oh, rules are dead after all, but people are alive. Can't you change the rules?"

"Since your daughter comes from a distinguished family, why didn't you ask for help from the Sword Forging Villa, but came to me?"

"This...is mainly because the immortals all have their own rules, and we mortals can't do anything about it."

"Sword Forging Villa can have its own rules, but I can't?"

The other skinny man immediately shouted angrily upon hearing this: "Shut up and stop insulting the miracle doctor. Your young lady's body is worth a lot of money, so should we, the miracle doctor, lower ourselves to serve you?"

Chubby said angrily: "When did I say that?!"

Skinny said, "That's obviously what you meant!"

"You're talking nonsense! You know how serious my young lady's illness is!"

"Of course I know. She went out of town with her sisters a few days ago. She's really ill! Very! Ah!"

"My young lady just caught a cold that time she went out, isn't that right? Besides, why are you joining in the fun?"

"I'm different from you. I came here with sincerity!"

"Why, the miracle doctor doesn't charge for consultations? Are you still trying to impress him with gold, silver, and jewelry?"

Skinny Baba said proudly: "My young lady came in person. This sincerity alone is enough to make your family lose so much!"

Good guy, one hit to kill, one final blow to decide the matter.

The skinny butler went outside and brought out a woman wearing a bamboo hat and a white veil covering her face from a sedan chair. Although her face was not clear, her figure seemed to be quite good.

The woman was delicate and gentle. After entering the hospital, she saluted towards the busy Yun Yi and said, "Xu Shuangshuang greets the young master."

Song Xinci secretly looked at the woman outside the room, and inexplicably felt a sense of displeasure that her treasure was being coveted by others. She thought that it was thanks to her insistence on being painted, otherwise Yun Yi would not know how happy he was here.

That man is also annoying. How come women come up to him even though he doesn't do anything?

Did I underestimate him before?
Song Xinci looked at Yun Yi again and found that he was dressed in white, holding a palm-leaf fan in one hand for burning fire, and had a warm smile. At first glance, he was indeed a handsome young man.

"Tsk." Song Xinci rolled her eyes and inexplicably recalled what he seemed to have said when they first met.

"It's really ugly."

(End of this chapter)