Who said my wife is a monster?

Chapter 182 The maid was considerate but touched the wrong place

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Yang Shifei was stunned by the kiss, obviously he didn't expect the magic knife to make this move.

The pink flesh dangled beside his face, and he took another big sip before withdrawing with satisfaction.

He looked at the magic knife still wrapped around his hand with a slightly strange expression.

This knife is really proactive.

But it wasn't a bad thing that the magic knife was so close to him, so he touched the handle of the knife in response.

"You have to be more restrained outside from now on, as it's easy to scare others."

The magic knife licked the palm of his hand, as if obediently agreeing, and then slowly transformed back into the shape of a long knife.

Yang Shifei calmed down a little, wiped the mucus off the table, and gently wrapped it in silk cloth.

He held the Taiwu Saint Weapon again, unsheathed his sword, and the purple light flickered.

When everything is ready, bring the Taiwu Saint Soldier of Yunshang Sect.

"Young master, don't worry too much."

crunch--

After a while, Yang Shifei let go of his left hand, shook it quickly, and then slowly regained some consciousness.

"In this way, the power of the holy weapon can be restored."

The flesh and blood in his meridians that had just recovered were crushed again, and he grinned in pain.

But this sword didn't respond at all, which was completely different from the spiritual Shui Li.

Feeling the light warmth on his face, Yang Shifei's expression was a little solemn.

Yang Shifei smiled: "Don't forget, the cold air in my body can help heal my injuries. I have recovered a lot now."

Sandalwood's eyes narrowed slightly, and she checked it carefully twice more before she was completely relieved.

But this time, it barely resisted the cold air.

"I am fine."

Sandalwood said softly: "With this sword restored, peace can finally be achieved both inside and outside the capital."

Sandalwood frowned and thought for a moment: "The breath is similar, but the 'level' is different. The Shui Li Sword is much stronger."

Sandalwood pursed her lips and whispered: "Young lady and the others are in charge of the overall situation. King Dingjiang and others are sitting in charge, so the situation is quite stable."

"It's done."

As soon as he finished speaking, the holy soldier's purple light flashed twice.

"There were not many casualties in the army. It's just that many people in the capital died."

Yang Shifei broke out in cold sweat on his forehead and smiled lowly:
"The meridians are indeed much stronger."

Yang Shifei was thoughtful and tried to hold the hilt of the sword again, communicating secretly in his mind.

She could feel the warmth emanating from the sword.

"Keep them busy all night"

"How's the situation outside?"

"It's okay."

Rolling cold air poured into the body, followed the cyclone to the Dantian, and was suppressed and refined by other cold air.

Yang Shifei laughed and said, "It's not good to pamper me too much."

The Taiwu Saint Soldier could transform and fuse with filth, which made him even more concerned.

Yang Shifei's face trembled, and he felt the cold air pouring into his body again.

The door was pushed open gently.

Yang Shifei smiled: "Although he is not as good as Shui Li and Zhen Mo, he is indeed a holy soldier and has extraordinary spirituality."

The maid looked slightly wide and glanced at the holy soldier on the table: "Did you just repair this sword?"

"You are the hero of this battle, no one will say anything wrong about you."

"Sure enough, as Sister Qiu said, Shui Li's spirituality is a 'special case'."

Sandalwood opened the food box and took out the soup: "Miss and the others have told me that you just need to rest here and rest in peace, there is no need to think about anything else."

"hiss!"

"I just absorbed the filth in the sword." Yang Shifei tapped the sword: "How does it feel compared to Shui Li?"

Compared to the holy weapons in the palace, this sword contains much less filth, and it can be absorbed and refined by one person alone.

She frowned slightly and walked over quickly: "How are your injuries? Why did you get out of bed so suddenly -"

Sandalwood walked lightly into the room and met Yang Shifei's eyes.

Naturally, he remembered Qiu Buhuan's explanation yesterday. This holy weapon was contaminated by filth. Now it can be
Try to clean it up.

"Okay, then I'll stay calm."

He drank the soup and medicine in one gulp and saw that the hot breakfast meal was already placed on the table.

"The capital has been deserted for more than two months, and there are not many available ingredients. I can only make these medicinal meals to help you replenish your body."

Sandalwood handed over the bowl and chopsticks again and said softly: "If you have difficulty with your hands, I can feed you."

Yang Shifei held his little hand: "You have been working so hard from early to late, but have you ever sat down to have a good meal?"

"I"

Before Sandalwood could reply, she was forced to sit next to her.

The girl looked a little helpless: "You, a wounded man, still have time to worry about me?" Yang Shifei smiled: "We just sat down to have breakfast together."

Seeing him shivering and starting to eat porridge and vegetables, Sandalwood's eyes softened a lot.

From yesterday to now, she had indeed not closed her eyes for a moment, let alone had a meal.

Although it is not very tired, but now
Although Sandalwood's face was calm, her heart was extremely warm.

"Stop looking at me stupidly." Yang Shifei scooped up a spoonful of stew and leaned closer with a smile: "Take a sip."

Sandalwood glanced at him lightly, opened her lips and finished the drink.

Immediately, he took back the bowl and spoon again: "Your hands are still trembling, and you don't know how much you have shaken. Let me forget it."

Listening to the girl's slight anger, Yang Shifei's smile became even brighter.

The two of you fed each other a bite and finished their breakfast. The atmosphere was quite warm.

Sandalwood stood up and cleared the table, and out of the corner of her eye caught a glimpse of the 'little bag' in the bed.

"This cat sleeps really well."

"After all, it's daytime, so it's natural to sleep."

Yang Shifei quietly touched the girl's slender waist.

Sandalwood's body stiffened slightly, and she was about to glare coldly, but a wave of warmth suddenly spread out, and she couldn't help but let out a cry of comfort.

She quickly covered her lips, her ears turned red, and she glanced at him in embarrassment: "You"

Yang Shifei sneered: "I want to help you groom yourself."

Sandalwood pursed her lips, her cheeks turned red and she looked away: "You don't need to worry too much."

Even so, his tone became quite soft, with a hint of shame unconsciously.

knock --

The door was knocked gently, and a low voice came at the same time:
"Miss Tanxiang, is Young Master Yang still conscious?"

"Awake."

Yang Shifei and Sandalwood came together, opened the door, and saw two old men in Taoist robes standing outside the room.

"Are you two seniors of the Yunshang Sect?"

"Master Yang, thank you very much. We don't dare to call ourselves seniors now."

The old man quickly handed over his hands and showed a gentle smile: "Young Master's feat of victory has made me and others convinced and highly admired."

Yang Shifei smiled and waved his hand: "Needless to say polite words, do you two seniors want to ask me about the Taiwu Saint Soldier?"

"This"

The two Yunshang Sect elders hesitated for a moment, then nodded with a wry smile: "After all, they are the holy soldiers of the Sect. We were also a little worried, so we couldn't help but come to take a look."

Yang Shifei smiled: "I can understand human nature."

At this time, Tanxiang brought the Taiwu Saint Soldier: "Master, he borrowed the secret method of Bingtan and just repaired the Saint Soldier. You can check it carefully."

The two old men quickly drew their swords and took a look. They saw that the purple light was stronger than before, and they suddenly showed surprise on their faces.

"Master Yang, for your kindness, our Yunshang Sect——"

"I'll spare you the compliment."

Yang Shifei didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Two old seniors, it's better to take the holy weapons and go rescue people. It is expected that many people are disturbed by the filthy evil spirits and need to be purified as soon as possible."

"Thank you so much, Master Yang, for your kindness. We will definitely return the favor afterwards."

The two elders bowed solemnly, then quickly left with the holy soldiers in hand.

Sandalwood whispered from the side: "It is also a good thing for us to have a closer relationship with the Yunshang Sect."

Yang Shifei nodded and said: "We are just going out -"

But before he finished speaking, the door was gently closed.

"Before you go out, let me help you apply the medicine on your wound."

Sandalwood blinked her eyelashes very quickly and whispered: "Take off your pants first."

Yang Shifei was stunned: "Now?"

"Or when."

Sandalwood bit her lower lip: "Just like yesterday, take it off."

Yang Shifei's expression was slightly strange: "Yesterday I was too hurt to think about it, but today..."

"What difference could it make."

Sandalwood frowned slightly, then simply pushed him back to the table and sat down, lifting her skirt and squatting in front of her.

But after helping to take off her pants, she was stunned and her hands froze.

Young Master is in good spirits today.

Yang Shifei looked slightly embarrassed: "How about I do it myself. It's not like I can't move now."

"No need."

But Sandalwood blushed and refused, pursed her pink lips, silently stretched out her right hand, and wrapped her delicate fingers gently.

"hiss--!"

Yang Shifei froze up and took in a cold breath.

Didn't you say you should apply the ointment? Why are you still applying it up and down?

(End of this chapter)