The courtyard was covered in the warm yellow light of the dipping Sun, the kind that made one want to just fall in a daze. The wind drifted lazily.
'Have they not returned?' she thought. Not having seen Sheng Xuan for the whole day, she now missed him a lot, wanting to share her first pill-refining experience.
As she walked around the place, she sensed presences in a room.
'Oh, they are here!' she excitedly thought.
"Auntie, Mom, are you inside?" She knocked on the door.
Wen Zhi looked at Wei Rou, then at Sheng Xuan.
"What do I do?" she transmitted.
"There is no point in hiding it, she will know anyway," Wei Rou said.
Sheng Xuan thought for a bit and transmitted. "You are right, Auntie."
With her mother agreeing, Wen Zhi did not see any reason to disagree.
Wei Rou climbed down the bed and opened the door.
"Lan'er," she gently called, guilt flashing in her eyes.
"Mom," Wei Lan happily called out. She peeked inside, wanting to see Sheng Xuan.
"Lan'er..." Sheng Xuan called out with a smile, except the enthusiasm on her face quickly faded, replaced by worry.
"What happened to you?!" She came close to him. Seeing his battered state, her mind buzzed, tears welling up in her eyes.
Neither Wen Zhi nor Wei Rou said anything, giving her space.
Wei Lan traced her fingers over his bandaged arm, her spirit sense flowing in a gentle fashion. Sheng Xuan entwined with her spirit sense, feeling dense, sad and worried emotions.
"I am okay, Lan'er," he gently transmitted. "It was just a fight with a beast. And I won it. It was just that the beast was weird, so I got a little injured..."
"You call this little?!" Her transmission was shaky. "This is so bad, you are so hurt." Tears fell on the white bandages, leaving wet spots.
Wei Rou's heart ached but she did not interfere. Wen Zhi was gratified to see someone care about her son as much as herself.
"Darling," Sheng Xuan sweetly transmitted, lifting his arm up.
Wei Lan supported it, helping his palm reach her cheek and wipe away the tears. She wanted to say a lot of things. At the end, she let out a deep sigh and kissed his palm, showing a gentle smile.
Wanting to leave them alone, Wen Zhi left with Wei Rou.
"Sister Rou, go rest. You must be tired," Wen Zhi gently said. "I will go make some food for you all."
"I am okay, Sister Zhi. Let me help you," Wei Rou said.
Looking at her face, Wen Zhi knew she would not be able to shake her off. It would only make her feel guilty.
"Alright then," Wen Zhi said.
Back in the room, Sheng Xuan glanced at the closed door, then at Wei Lan.
"They left," he grinned.
"What are you thinking about?" She rolled her eyes. "Focus on resting. Don't think about bad things."
"Do you think a puny ram can weaken me? Hell no!" Sheng Xuan said. "I am good."
"We can do whatever you want after you recover," she said, climbing onto the bed and carefully checking his injuries.
"Lan'er, you know intimacy helps with recovery," Sheng Xuan argued.
"Really?" Wei Lan leaned close to his face.
"Ye- Mm~"
She took his lips, tenderly looking into his eyes. Of course, Sheng Xuan was not satisfied with just a kiss. He wanted to do more but every movement came with a wave of pain. The adrenaline had worn off. Moreover, Wei Lan also wanted him to rest, suppressing her desire to be with him.
Soon, dinner was ready. Wen Zhi called her. Wei Lan took it and returned to the room. She helped him sit against the headboard.
"What did she make? It smells good," he said.
"Red chicken soup," she said, feeding him a large spoonful.
"Mmm."
Finally, she took off the lid from a small bowl. An intense smell spread in the air. Sheng Xuan's face wrinkled.
"Uh, what's that?" he asked.
"It's nourishing medicine soup," she lightly said.
Sheng Xuan looked at the green-purple soup, his appetite gone.
"I don't need it," he said.
"You did not need to fight the beast but you did, though?" she retorted, bringing the bowl closer to his face. "Drink up."
"No..." he turned his face away.
"Be good," she said.
He kept turning his face left and right. Wei Lan did not give in at all.
"You are bullying me," he complained.
"If you don't drink this, how are you going to recover quickly?" she persuaded.
Ultimately, he had her pinch his face while he gulped down the soup. A bitter taste spread in his mouth, washing away the lingering taste of the previous food.
"Ew, that was so bad," he said while she wiped his lips.
She had just put the bowl on the bedside table when Sheng Xuan hugged her waist and pushed her down on the bed, the sharp movement making him grit his teeth.
"What are you doing!" she cried out. "You are hurting yourself!"
"It's your fault. I told you I want you and you were dilly-dallying," he said with some irritation, looking into her eyes.
Wei Lan pursed her lips. "Do you think I don't want to? But you are so injured. This is not good."
"I told you I am okay," he said. "You think you know better than me?" His voice was deeper than usual.
Wei Lan's eyes widened, growing misty. She turned her face the other way.
Sheng Xuan sighed. He was being impatient.
Without another word, he started to move away. Wei Lan's heart clenched.
"Why are you leaving?" she said in a choking voice, hugging his back.
"It's fine, we can do it after I recover," he calmly said.
Wei Lan's heart tightened even more. She sniffed. "No, we don't have to wait." She circled her legs around his waist.
"You are forcing yourself," he said in a low voice.
"I am not," she said. "I just wanted you to rest..."
Seeing her crybaby face, Sheng Xuan's heart soured even more. He leaned in, kissing her cheek. "I don't know what happened to me. I was rash. I am a bad man."
"Bad or good, I love you nonetheless," she said, firmly meeting his red eyes.
Sheng Xuan raised an eyebrow. He chuckled, then leaned in, taking her lips. She hugged his neck tighter, impatiently kissing him back.
"Mm~"
"Your lips are so sweet~ Chu~"
"Mm~ Yours are so bitter~ Mm~"
"Mm~ Nn~"
With how badly injured he was, his desire to procreate was very intense. His penis was rock hard in just a few moments. Wei Lan could feel the large bulge pushing on her groin.
She reached out, slipping her hand in his pants, grasping his hot, hard penis.
"Mm..." Sheng Xuan instinctively thrust forward, craving more of her soft and cool fingers. His impatience made her impatient. She wanted him inside her.
Sheng Xuan did not push for anything. He let her take the initiative.
Their tongues entwined like the gentle waves of a lake, eyes closed, engrossed in each other's warmth. Without much difficulty, Wei Lan removed her underwear and pulled down his pants.
With it out, she held the shaft and pressed the tip against her lower lips.
Sheng Xuan opened his eyes, pulling away. "You are being impatient. You are not wet enough."
"It's- it's fine," she said, rubbing the tip on her slightly wet lower lips.
"Bad girl," he lightly scolded, kissing her forehead.
He reached in and touched her pink clit.
"Ahn!" she twitched.
He caressed it, rolled his fingers around and rubbed his thumb on her red bean.
"Ah~ Ahn~ Nnh~" she moaned, breathing heavily.
Like before, she tried to guess where he would rub, and wanted him to rub a place more than others. This time, he also placed his two fingers on her slit and spread it, then his middle finger gently rubbed up and down along the valley.
"Ahh!" She trembled. Sticky liquid poured out, covering his fingers.
Sheng Xuan kissed the corner of her lips, then he pressed his penis tip against her slit, slowly pushing in. After the tip slipped in, he brought his injured arm out, placing it above her head.
"Honey..." she said, sweetly looking at him.
"Woah, you found a new name for me," he playfully said.
Wei Lan's face reddened even more. "Honey..."
"Yes, I am here, darling," he softly said, lowering his hips.
"Mm!" Wei Lan exhaled deeply, feeling his thick penis burrow inside her, filling her till her nerves screamed in satisfaction.
Sheng Xuan took his opportunity to suck and kiss her fair neck with a rosy glow.
"Honey~ Ah~"
Sheng Xuan thrust in a slow and gentle fashion, savoring the squeezing of her cave. A warm pressure wrapped his penis, wanting to keep it inside.
"Ah~ Ah~ Ah~"
Wei Lan moaned and rubbed the back of his head while he continued sucking on her neck.
"Mmh~ Nn~ Nn~"
The thrusts were faster now. He looked into her eyes and tongue-kissed her. Their breaths grew heavier and snappier.
Sheng Xuan's heart throbbed with excitement. He knew he would not last long and he did not care this time. What he wanted to do was fill her womb with his seed.
The waves of pleasure coming from below suppressed whatever pain resulted from the movements of his injuries.
Wei Lan loosely locked her legs around his waist, which only pushed him toward the climax.
"Darling," he groaned, breathing heavily on her face.
"Honey~" she softly said.
"I am close," he said.
"I am ready for you," she said, holding him tighter.
After a dozen more thrusts, the last few deep, Sheng Xuan trembled, his hips pressing firmly under hers.
"Ahh!" he groaned as he spurted his load deep inside her. His body twitched nonstop as he pressed his face on her neck, his mind blanking.
"Honey~" She kissed the side of his face and rubbed his back. At the same time, she sensed the warmth filling her once again, dousing the itch, making her feel fulfilled.
"Chu~ Chu~" She kept kissing him.
Sheng Xuan let out deep breaths, kissing her neck. He rested there. She was so soft and warm, his heart full of affection.
At some point, his breath became steady and slow. Wei Lan raised her eyebrows.
He had fallen asleep.