Who said my wife is a monster?

Chapter 582: Soft Shadows in the Hot Bed, Purple Sword and Azure Dragon

"woo"

Luo Xian'er moved her cherry lips as if she was talking in a dream and slowly opened her misty eyes.

She sat up lazily, looked at the blood flowing from her palm, was stunned for a moment, and suddenly woke up.

"here it is"

When she realized that she was in a pool of blood, Luo Xianer breathed a sigh of relief. She almost thought it was a pool of blood caused by an injury.
"Xian'er, is she confused in her sleep?"

A light laugh suddenly rang out, causing her body to tremble slightly, and she quickly turned her head to look.

Looking at Yang Shifei who was sitting next to her, Luo Xianer immediately showed a happy smile: "Husband, are you okay?!"

"My injury is just a small one, what can it do?"

As soon as Yang Shifei finished speaking, he was hugged by his lovely wife.

He looked at the happy Xian'er in his arms, and his expression became softer. "You know I'm in good health. But you've been sleeping for almost two days, which really makes me worried."

"I'm sorry to have made my husband worry." Luo Xian'er loosened her arms slightly, and her smile became even gentler and brighter.

But she quickly cried out, and looked around: "Auntie Shuang and the others."

"Like you, my injuries have all healed and I have been sleeping till now." Yang Shifei smiled and said, "Calculating the time, I think I will wake up soon."

"How is the True Dragon Seal arranged now?"

"Xianmu and Xingru are still working hard."

Yang Shifei turned sideways and pointed to the back: "But judging from the situation, it will be completed in less than half an hour."

Seeing that all the women around her were safe and sound, Luo Xian'er was completely relieved.

"Hey, why aren't Xiao Rui and the others here?"

"Xiao Rui woke up with me and stayed upstairs with Sister Bu Huan and the others."

Yang Shifei touched her face and teased, "This time it's your turn to be the lazy cat."

Luo Xian'er's face turned red when she heard this, and she tidied her wet hair shyly. "This warm bed is really comfortable to sleep in."

Yang Shifei laughed and said, "So, why don't we trouble the Fairy Mother to set up a few more hotbeds at home?"

"It's not that simple." Luo Xian'er blushed and spat twice. Just as she was about to stand up, her legs suddenly became weak and she sat back down tremblingly.

Yang Shifei quickly supported her body and said, "Although your injuries have healed, you are still very weak. Just stay here for another day or two."

"Um"

"You've slept for two days. Are you hungry?"

Yang Shifei pointed to the ground vein exit and said, "I'll go up and bring you a bowl of hot soup and some pancakes?"

"No need." Luo Xian'er gently hugged his arm, blushing and whispering: "I don't need to eat to replenish my cultivation."

Yang Shifei's eyes moved slightly, and he stroked her hair gently: "Okay, then I'll sit here with you."

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Luo Xian'er gradually leaned on his shoulder, and said with lingering fear: "It was really a close call that we were able to survive this battle safely. My husband narrowly escaped death several times, which is really heartbreaking."

Feeling the gentle affection of his wives, Yang Shifei's heart was also slightly warmed. He smiled and comforted them, "With the ladies' help, that mere demon lord will definitely not be our opponent. Now we are all safe and sound, Xian'er, you don't have to worry."

"Yes, I know"

"However, it's rare for Xian'er to be so weak."

Yang Shifei lowered his head and said teasingly, "She looks quite adorable."

Luo Xian'er's ears turned red, and she murmured shyly, "My husband, please don't make fun of me. I'm just a little worried."

The two of them snuggled together and whispered tenderly, occasionally discussing the movement arrangements of the various armies on the ground.

"correct!"

Yang Shifei seemed to have thought of something, and he quickly searched around and quickly fished out the amethyst sword from the blood pool.

"Xian'er, the battle situation was urgent at that time, and I didn't have time to ask more questions. How did your sword suddenly become like this?" "This sword."

Luo Xian'er's eyes were soft, and she smiled lightly: "My husband, do you think it looks familiar?"

Yang Shifei let out a light exclamation, stared at the sword with purple light flowing for a moment, and suddenly he understood.

"It's very similar to your soul crystal!"

"Yes." Luo Xian'er touched her chest and said softly, "At that time, the sword's will was transformed, just like breaking out of a cocoon and being reborn. The sword in my hand accompanies me day and night, and it can be said to be connected to my heart and blood. Naturally, it resonated with the sword's will and became what it is now."

Yang Shifei said thoughtfully: "In that case, this sword can be regarded as an extension of your sword intent, Xian'er?"

"Hmm." Luo Xian'er smiled softly, and her fingertips gently stroked the translucent hilt of the sword, which was as clear as pearls and jade: "There is meaning in the sword, as if it has obtained the essence of the spirit. Perhaps it has some similarities with the Taiwu Holy Soldier, and I can be regarded as the spirit in this sword."

Having said this, she smiled and said, "But unlike Shuili, she was born from the nurturing of the spirit sword, while this sword was refined by me."

Yang Shifei thought for a moment and soon laughed again: "To put it simply, can this sword be considered Xian'er's 'hands and feet'?"

"It can be understood in this way."

"Then I'll try." Yang Shifei suddenly grasped the hilt of the sword and began to rub it.

Luo Xian'er was caught off guard for a moment, her delicate body suddenly stiffened, her face flushed and she let out a slight moan and gasp.

"Wait, wait a minute, husband, don't touch me suddenly."

Not only that, the purple sword in his hand also trembled continuously as if it were full of spirituality, as if it could feel the shyness coming from the sword.

Yang Shifei didn't make it difficult anymore, and smiled and withdrew his hand: "This is very similar to Shuili and the magic knife."

Luo Xian'er quickly retracted the purple sword, her face flushed as she pursed her lips. She felt a little nervous after being hit so hard.
Feeling the inexplicable heat in her lower abdomen, she couldn't help but glare at him shyly: "Bad husband, huh?"

She quickly noticed a strange look in his eyes, tilted her head and looked, and happened to meet Liang Xin's gaze.

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The two sisters froze at once and fell into silence.

Yang Shifei looked back in confusion and saw Liang Xin lying on his side behind him with a red face and his mouth covered tightly.

Luo Xian'er said hesitantly: "My royal sister, when did you wake up?"

Liang Xin forced a stiff smile: "I just woke up"

Yang Shifei smiled helplessly. Judging from her reaction, she must have been awake for a while, but she continued to pretend to be asleep because she was embarrassed.

Luo Xian'er obviously saw it clearly, and immediately hugged the purple sword tightly in her arms, her face flushed with shame.

It would be fine if it were any other time, but just now my continuous moans and trembling were seen clearly by the imperial sister, which was really... so embarrassing.

"Brother-in-law and sister are really romantic"

Liang Xin was secretly annoyed at how she could be discovered so carelessly, and sat up with a wry smile: "Should I move away for a while?"

Yang Shifei reached out and rubbed her head: "Don't think about it, how do you feel now?"

Hearing the concern, Liang Xin was startled, and quickly lowered his head and whispered: "I'm just a little weak, everything else is fine."

The little queen's hair was slightly drooping, and her cheeks and ears were slightly flushed. My brother-in-law is really considerate.
"That's good." Yang Shifei grinned and gave her a thumbs up: "My sister-in-law really showed her prowess in this battle. She is worthy of being our Queen of Daliang!"

".ah?"

Liang Xin was stunned when he heard this, and said hesitantly: "I am considered to be helping."

Yang Shifei smiled and said, "It's more than just helping. The victory in this battle all depends on the power of your true self."

As he spoke, he reached out and patted her shoulder: "Girl, good job!"

Liang Xin's pretty face turned even redder, but she couldn't help but smile brightly, and nodded heavily and sweetly: "Yes!"

When Luo Xian'er, who was standing by, saw this scene, her embarrassment faded a little, and she gradually showed a look of relief.

In just half a year, the imperial sister has indeed lived up to her husband's expectations and has grown to this point. Huh?
After sighing for a moment, Liang Xin threw herself into Yang Shifei's arms, hugged his shoulders and kissed him.

Luo Xianer: “.?”

(End of this chapter)