After Xu Qian left, the villa’s large living room fell quiet.
Yang Xun sat on the sofa and languidly lit a cigarette, clearly not letting what just happened bother him.
"Xiaoxun, although Qianqian has a bit of a bad temper, her heart is in the right place. I hope you won’t hold it against her."
Just then, Meng Qiaofei came and sat down beside Yang Xun, her expression gentle and comforting.
The faint fragrance from his sister-in-law drifted over, instantly capturing Yang Xun’s attention. Especially when he saw her breathtakingly beautiful face, the True Qi in his Dantian inexplicably grew agitated, and his heartbeat accelerated.
’What’s going on?’
’Yang Xun was puzzled. Ever since marrying into the Xu Family, he had been living under the same roof with Meng Qiaofei and they often chatted, but he had never encountered a situation like this before.’
’But today, his body was reacting in an outrageous way, making him want to do something impulsive.’
’Could it be because he was cultivating the Yin Yang Dragon and Phoenix Technique?’
’He clearly remembered that this was a Dual Cultivation technique, and to advance his realm, he needed to rely on the Primordial Yin Qi from a woman’s body.’
’Moreover, his sister-in-law was still a virgin, so her Primordial Yin Qi would be particularly potent.’
’Is that why he was so stirred?’
"Xia... Xiaoxun, why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?"
Feeling Yang Xun’s burning gaze, Meng Qiaofei reached up to touch her cheek, her eyes filled with confusion.
Her words pulled the dazed Yang Xun back to reality. He blurted out subconsciously, "No, it’s just that you’re too beautiful, Sister-in-law. Like a goddess. I couldn’t help but stare..."
As he said this, he froze. ’Was that too forward of me?’
As expected, Meng Qiaofei’s face instantly flushed crimson. She looked at Yang Xun with utter astonishment. In her memory, Yang Xun had always been a timid man who didn’t even dare to speak loudly in the Xu Family home.
’And now he dared to say something like this!’
’And what’s more, he had even argued with Xu Qian during dinner. The old him would never have dared to do that.’
’It had only been a few days, but he had changed so much. It was like he was a completely different person.’
"Sister-in-law, I didn’t mean anything by it. I was just saying you’re beautiful."
Seeing the atmosphere turn a little awkward, Yang Xun quickly changed the subject. "Sister-in-law, don’t worry, I won’t hold it against Xu Qian. In my eyes, she’s just like a little sister. Besides, I’m used to it."
"That’s good, then."
Just then, Meng Qiaofei seemed to remember something. She glanced toward the kitchen and immediately stood up. "Oh no, the medicinal soup I’m brewing is about to burn! I have to go."
With that, she hurried off, leaving Yang Xun behind.
’Medicinal soup?’
’Yang Xun watched her sensual figure retreat, a flicker of doubt in his eyes. He’d noticed before that his sister-in-law was always drinking medicinal soup, but he hadn’t dared to meddle in the Xu Family’s affairs back then, so he never asked.’
’Could it be that there’s something wrong with her health?’
A few minutes later, Meng Qiaofei emerged from the kitchen with a bowl of medicinal soup. Perhaps because it was very bitter, she sat at the dining table and hesitated, taking deep breaths to mentally prepare herself.
After a good seven or eight minutes, she finally pinched her nose and downed the entire bowl of soup in one go.
HUFF! HUFF! HUFF!
She gasped for air, her face contorted in agony.
Seeing this, Yang Xun hurried over and asked curiously, "Sister-in-law, I’ve noticed you’ve been drinking this medicinal soup for a while. Are you feeling unwell?"
"I’m not exactly unwell. I’m just trying to regulate my body."
Meng Qiaofei glanced at Yang Xun and sighed softly, her eyes filled with sorrow.
"Regulate?" Yang Xun asked, his curiosity piqued. "If you’re not feeling unwell, why do you need to regulate anything?"
"Sigh..."
At the mention of this, Meng Qiaofei heaved a heavy sigh. "Xiaoxun, I’ll be honest. I’m drinking this to try and have a baby. Your brother and I have been married for so many years, but we’ve never been able to conceive. We went to the hospital for check-ups, and they couldn’t find anything wrong. So, our only option was to try traditional medicine to regulate my body, but I’ve been drinking it for months with no effect."
’Can’t have a child?’
At her words, Yang Xun’s expression became incredibly strange. He circulated his True Qi, his gaze falling upon Meng Qiaofei.
’A faint red glow emanated from her lower abdomen.’
’According to the Rejuvenation Medical Scripture, this was the mark of a virgin.’
’He had used this same method just moments ago to determine that both Meng Qiaofei and Xu Qian were virgins.’
’Married for so many years and still a virgin... How could she possibly have a child?’
"Sister-in-law, have you and my brother ever been intimate?"
After a moment of silence, Yang Xun asked softly.
"Hm??"
Hearing this, Meng Qiaofei whipped her head around to look at Yang Xun, her strange gaze making it seem like she was looking at an idiot. However, seeing his serious expression, which showed no hint of a joke, she too became serious.
"Xiaoxun, your brother and I have been married for many years. Of course we’ve been intimate... Why would you ask such a question?"
’That’s strange!’
’Yang Xun was extremely puzzled. They had been intimate, so why was his sister-in-law still a virgin? What on earth was going on?’
However, the matter was too incredible to bring up, so he didn’t say anything. Instead, he made an excuse, "Sister-in-law, don’t overthink it. I was just curious about why it’s been so hard to conceive and asked casually."
At this, Meng Qiaofei gave a bitter smile and rolled her eyes at Yang Xun in resignation. "What other reason could there be? There must be a problem with my body. Anyway, I’m done talking. I have to go to work."
She then picked up the bowl and went back to the kitchen.
"Hiss... It hurts so much!!"
Just as she was about to leave the kitchen, Meng Qiaofei felt a sharp, twisting pain in her stomach. She immediately squatted down, clutching her stomach with both hands as her forehead instantly broke out in a cold sweat.
"Sister-in-law, what’s wrong?"
Just then, Yang Xun noticed her situation. His heart tightened, and he darted to the kitchen doorway.
"Xiaoxun, my... my stomach hurts so much. It feels like I’m being stabbed with needles."
The pain was so intense that Meng Qiaofei’s voice trembled as she spoke. "Quick... help me back to my room."
"Okay!" Yang Xun didn’t hesitate, immediately helping her to her feet.
"No, I can’t... It hurts too much. I can’t walk."
The pain was too fierce; even with Yang Xun supporting her, Meng Qiaofei could barely walk.
"I’ll carry you!"
With that, Yang Xun swept Meng Qiaofei up into his arms and rushed to her room on the second floor.
With the beauty in his arms, an astonishing softness spread through Yang Xun’s palms. Even through her clothes, he could feel the delicacy and suppleness of his sister-in-law’s skin. ’It’s hard to imagine just how silky she would feel without them...’
At the same time, her unique, faint fragrance washed over him. The scent seemed to possess a magical quality, instantly setting Yang Xun ablaze.
Before he knew it, his body underwent a certain change, pressing directly against his sister-in-law’s backside.
His sister-in-law had a voluptuous figure to begin with, and the soft sensation made Yang Xun’s mouth go dry as the flames inside him surged.
’She’s an absolute masterpiece!’
’If something were to happen between us, it would be pure bliss.’
"Hm??"
Soon, Meng Qiaofei felt something pressing against her rear. With every step Yang Xun took, the hot, hard object rubbed against her, making her feel uncomfortable while also stirring a strange sensation within her.
’Why is this guy carrying a stick on him?’
"Xiaoxun, why do you have a stick in your pants? It’s pressing into me and it’s really uncomfortable!"
With that, she reached out and grabbed it. Instantly, a terrifying hardness filled her palm...