Chapter 244: The Antidote Is You

Wu Ci Ou Ti's expression was startled and doubtful.

Miracle! It's truly the Beast God's protection!

The female had fainted, yet she could still revive herself and have the strength to give birth to the young!

She has lived over a hundred years; that's something I've never even heard of.

Perhaps the meat broth I fed her took effect?

!!

Wu Ci Ou Ti was the first to react; she moved to Xi Tao's side, lifted the blood‑stained hem of her skirt, and in a moment was cradling two newborns that were whimpering.

Lin Manzhi looked up.

She saw two creatures, like newborn kittens, being held by Oti; only a thin layer of yellow‑white lanugo clung to their skin, and the subdermal blood vessels and tiny bone outlines were clearly visible.

Their eyes were tightly shut, yet their little paws were already impatiently scratching in the air; their pink noses trembled at a rapid pace, emitting an almost inaudible "cheep‑cheep" sound.

Xi Tao seemed to hear the young's call, pushed aside the two dazed Beast Husbands, sat up, anxiously reached for his two little offspring, placed them against his chest, and whispered, "Mother is here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

At this moment, Cihe and the other finally reacted, their eyes bulging, watching the happily cradling Wife Master with the young; the two hurriedly knelt before Oti, thanking repeatedly.

Lin Manzhi finally relaxed.

Thinking that this joy should belong to their family, and that she would soon bring some food for Xi Tao, she bent down, leaned close to Xi Tao, and smiled, "Congratulations on becoming a mother, I'm heading home now, you rest well…"

Xi Tao was startled, lifted her head to look at Lin Manzhi, and for some unknown reason felt a pang of reluctance, always feeling that she awoke from fainting because she heard Lin Manzhi's voice.

She said reluctantly, "You're leaving so soon? Won't you stay a bit longer? Let me freshen up and show you my two young."

Lin Manzhi gave a gentle smile, "I'll come see you next time."

After saying goodbye to Xi Tao, she turned and left together with Shamaness.

Since Lin Manzhi's house was right next door and her Beast Husband was probably guarding outside, the Beast Husband of the Xi Tao family didn't see her off; they hoisted Oti and hurriedly sent her back.

She removed the veil covering her head, stepped out of the Xi Tao family courtyard, and after a while turned to help close the courtyard gate.

The sky had already darkened; the open courtyard gate near her home resembled a black hole.

No lights lit inside the house?

Could it be that there's no lamp oil? She didn't recall whether, the last time she moved to Kuangsha City, the house had any spare daily supplies.

Lin Manzhi walked toward her own house, a pang stirring in her heart.

But thinking that darkness has no effect on Mo Lie, whether the lights are on or off, he can see clearly.

In the dim light, fortunately the sand path leading to her home was flat and unobstructed; she jogged into her house, turned and casually shut the door, but the hand she had on the door suddenly froze.

A strong arm around her waist tightened slightly, pulling her body backward.

Caught off guard, she was thrust into the embrace behind her, her shoulders pressed against the other's broad, solid chest; the familiar scent told her who it was.

It was Mo Lie.

What's wrong with him?

She was startled, turned her head to look behind.

In the courtyard, the hazy night light fell, and Mo Lie's face behind her was hidden in the dim glow, its lines delicate as a finely drawn picture, his collar slightly disheveled.

He squinted slightly, held Lin Manzhi tightly, lowered his head onto her shoulder, the lower half of his face concealed, revealing a pair of deep eyes.

His scorching breath brushed the Little Female's neck intermittently.

Mo Lie felt his body like a volcano about to erupt, a fire that wouldn't extinguish, his throat dry, his heartbeat pounding rapidly.

The inexplicable heat rising within him eased a bit when he held Lin Manzhi, but merely holding her wasn't enough.

Even without a reply, Lin Manzhi sensed Mo Lie's unease, her voice a little nervous: "Mo Lie, are you feeling unwell?"

She reached back to touch Mo Lie's head resting on her shoulder; his scalp was scorching: "Did you drink the Ginseng Essence?"

After being brushed by the Little Female's cool palm, Mo Lie instinctively nudged her neck side, half‑raising his eyelids, his breath heavy: "Hmm…"

His Adam's apple bobbed, his voice hoarse: "I drank it; I feel a little uncomfortable now."

Lin Manzhi furrowed her brows.

She regretted having said that Ginseng could be drunk casually.

Thinking carefully, could a tonic like Ginseng really be taken indiscriminately?!

It's a potent body‑strengthening tonic; healthy people shouldn't take it haphazardly or in excess. Previously, the family only used one‑ or two‑year‑old small Ginseng for soups.

But the one in the space is over three hundred years old…

Careless!

Lin Manzhi froze, but instinctively straightened her back, trying to raise herself a bit to serve as Mo Lie's support, so he could lean more comfortably.

She swallowed nervously, and softly said, "Then, I'll take you to find Wu Ci Ou Ti right away."

After speaking, as she stepped forward, Mo Lie suddenly seized her waist and lifted her.

Mo Lie's palm dragged the Little Female's back, holding her with utmost calm, he lifted his foot and walked indoors.

Going the opposite way from the door, his hand steady, the blue veins on his neck bulged in the dimness as if suppressing some impulse, his voice heavy with breath: "No need to find the Shamaness."

He said, "Help me."

Lin Manzhi blinked.

She seemed to understand what was happening with Mo Lie.

She felt something intermittently through the clothing as she moved, swallowing the thought of taking him to find the Shamaness, and now she was a bit worried about herself…

Before long, Lin Manzhi was placed on a clean, comfortable soft couch, a rich, pleasant scent reaching her nose.

She lay on her back, looking upward.

Mo Lie rested one hand on the pillow beside Lin Manzhi's head; his long, fair fingers brushed the Little Female's cheek and neck, then withdrew, leisurely unfastening his belt.

His dim blue eyes seemed to blaze with a flame, the narrow slits of his pupils both dangerous and alluring, like a beast driven by primal desire.

Mo Lie let out a low laugh, his gentle voice carrying a sexy magnetism:

"Relax, I'm listening to you; whenever you say stop, I'll stop."

Lin Manzhi: "……"

"Lying, you used to say that."

"……"

Luo Ji paced restlessly in the courtyard, their anxious heart unable to curb the wavering doubts.

After returning from Ansen City last time, the Lord must have let them off, right? Otherwise how could they have returned safely and still sit securely in the chieftain seat of the Losangya Tribe?

But a peaceful month had passed, and today Luo Ji discovered that the Lord had returned to the tribe, which terrified them greatly.

They tried to analyze the Lord's purpose this time, most eager to know what would become of their own life.

Kill me?

Unlikely; if the Lord intended to kill them, he would have done so long ago and wouldn't have deliberately kept them alive until now.

At that moment, a rapid pounding—bang bang—came from the courtyard gate, and through the door an anxious voice shouted, "It's bad, it's bad! Chieftain!"