Chapter 44: Devotion

But I never expected Liu Liyan to be unexpectedly calm, without any quarrel or fuss, not even a trace of annoyance on her face.

Instead, she gently walked up to Su Chen and, without a word, took off his outer garment.

She earnestly explained, "A Chen's clothes have something dirty on them; I'm helping you take them off."

"Hmm." Su Chen nodded, letting out a slight sigh of relief.

What's gotten into the Imperial Princess of the Great Yu Dynasty?

Fortunately, his fiancée is now Liu Liyan; if it were Lin Jianran instead, she would definitely throw a fit.

【Ding!】

【Detected first sincere interaction, rewarding 20,000 points】

【Points increasing 200……400……600……】

Feeling the points surge, Su Chen looked bewildered and shocked: "???"

Sincere interaction?

Same skin-to-skin contact, why is removing clothes calculated at a hundredfold points?

The Imperial Princess standing aside, treated as air by the two, felt her lungs about to explode with anger.

But she still held back her anger and couldn't help speaking: "Holy Maiden Liu, I'm not that young, and it's only thanks to Master Su's hug that I didn't fall; you don't need to act like this."

Liu Liyan raised her beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows.

She lifted her eyes, a flash of scarlet passing through the depths, and said word by word: "A Chen didn't do it on purpose!"

"You deliberately bumped into his embrace and dirtied A Chen's clothes."

The words fell.

Liu Liyan lifted her gaze to Su Chen, her stunning face showing a hint of grievance, as if wanting to prove something to his face: "A Chen, you wouldn't willingly hug her, right?"

"Master Su..." the Imperial Princess also looked at Su Chen, waiting for his attitude.

Exactly!

The Imperial Princess is confident in her charm; unlike Lin Jianran, who lacks self-awareness, she has a very clear understanding of herself.

Whether in status, lineage, or appearance, she is inferior to no woman in the world.

Moreover, she is innately a Water Spirit Body; although she can't compare to Liu Liyan's Bodhi Holy Body, she is still the Imperial Princess of the Great Yu Dynasty, a being above ten thousand and below one.

Unfortunately, Su Chen didn't even glance at her, choosing instead to ignore her completely.

He raised his slender hand to her black, flowing hair and said gently, "Of course—I won't let anyone but you be special to me; you are uniquely mine."

"Look at you—clearly unhappy yet forcing a smile. Didn't I say before? If you're unhappy, speak up; don't bottle it up, or it'll hurt you."

"Why are your hands so sweaty? Even the tips of your hair are a bit messy."

Su Chen lowered his head and saw Liu Liyan's black hair, with a long sword floating behind her.

It looked like she had rushed over on her sword.

But why are her palms sweating yet feeling cold, like frozen ice?

Su Chen clasped all ten fingers with Liu Liyan's.

Liu Liyan felt ripples in her heart and naturally rested her white chin on Su Chen's shoulder.

In a place Su Chen couldn't see, her eyes held a hint of mockery as she glanced at the Imperial Princess—like a swan looking at an ugly duckling.

This made the Imperial Princess fume with rage.

She wished she could tear the other apart.

That gaze conveyed a meaning, as if warning the Imperial Princess.

"Su Chen is mine; no one else dare lay a hand on him!"

"I heard you went to the Cold Moon Sect, and their people don't want to see you—I was worried!" Liu Liyan lifted her lovely eyes, her gaze crystal clear, blooming like a flower as she smiled: "I'm afraid you'll be upset."

"So… you came specially to comfort me?"

"One person being upset is worse than two sharing it."

"So you didn't take the teleportation array, but flew here on your sword? And you didn't use the Mystic Spirit Armor I sent you?"

"A Chen gave it to me; I treasure it and hate to wear it."

Su Chen sighed; his fiancée really is a bit cute, albeit silly and simple to a fault.

But doesn't this exactly show that she cares too much about herself?

Although her cultivation is high, the climate and environment of the Eastern Wasteland are still harsh; after a while, the spiritual energy in the air will begin to turn violent.

If inhaled carelessly, even those with strong constitutions can refine it, but over time it will leave hidden ailments.

He quickly took out a Sea Heart Armor from his storage ring and draped it over Liu Liyan.

Then he took out a Flame Yang Jade Pendant and placed it in her palm.

He specifically instructed: "Your constitution is yin, lacking yang energy; each time you menstruate, after losing blood and qi, your body becomes like ice—stiff and numb, not good to just lie there. The Purple Yang Sect's medicinal pool regulates it, yet you rushed out to find me?"

"Won't I feel heartbroken?"

Two years ago.

Lin Jianran, out of jealousy for Liu Liyan, deliberately spread a lie while Liu Liyan was cultivating, claiming Liu Liyan had slapped her; upon learning this, Su Chen rushed to the Purple Yang Sect in anger.

Then he struck her with a palm while she was adjusting her internal yin and yang qi.

Since then, Liu Liyan has been unable to regulate her internal yin and yang qi during each menstruation, resulting in excess yin and deficient yang.

"How did you know, A Chen?" After feeling the yin and yang qi in her body become relatively balanced, her eyes showed doubt and emotion.

"I asked Aunt Liu a few days ago; she told me this is a supreme spiritual artifact I've had people refine these days, imbued with pure yang power, just right to regulate your disordered yin and yang qi."

"I know you don't like always soaking in the medicinal pool, so I specially crafted this wearable jade pendant for easy carrying, which can also regulate your yin and yang qi—how do you feel now?"

Liu Liyan nodded, her eyes glittering with tiny stars.

"Then that's good." Sect Master Su smiled satisfiedly, summoned the Blazing Flame Divine Steed, put his arm around Liu Liyan's fragrant shoulders, and walked into the carriage.

The Imperial Princess, who was ignored the whole time: "……"

This scene was deeply etched into her mind.

At first she merely felt resentful and angry, thinking Su Chen lacked tact, actually embarrassing her to give Liu Liyan face.

But as she watched, she got drawn in; in the Imperial Princess's impression, whether it was her father, brothers, or even her marriage partner Ye Xuan, none seemed to have cared about her cultivation.

Everyone only thought she was just a woman, needing no extraordinary cultivation; whether her progress was slow or fast, they never cared.

Even last month, when she carelessly overexerted in her cultivation, damaging her meridians and causing her hidden illness to flare up, no one truly cared.

Women by nature belong to yin, with insufficient innate yang; during their menstrual period, they lose even more blood and qi, feeling icy cold and stiff all over.

She had never been cared for since childhood; this marriage alliance is also because of the Star Pavilion, which faintly shows a trend of becoming the foremost power in Central Province, while the Great Yu Dynasty, having lasted a thousand years, relies precisely on such marriages.

How could there be a man as considerate and gentle as Su Chen?

Moreover, he even cares about how women feel during their menstrual period.

This completely overturned her worldview.

Su Chen is also a man, and he specially refined a Flame Yang Jade for Liu Liyan; isn't he afraid of letting yin cold qi enter his body and affect his cultivation?

He just……