Miserable, Truly Miserable!

"???"

Hearing Liya's words, Jiang Ming froze.

How were they supposed to do it when marrying in merfolk form?

Do what?

At first, Jiang Ming did not understand. But he had already experienced the pleasures of the flesh, so with the slightest turn of thought, he understood the deeper meaning behind Liya's words.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

He coughed several times in succession, certain unspeakable images uncontrollably surfacing in his mind.

Merfolk... this...

Hearing Jiang Ming cough, Liya hurriedly reached out and gently patted his back.

"Did you aggravate your injuries? Should we go back and rest?"

Jiang Ming's body was indeed far too weak right now. Even the slightest emotional fluctuation could stir up the tangled mess of injuries within him.

Although the Sea Princess had brought out every treasure the Merfolk Tribe possessed that could help Jiang Ming's injuries, she still could not heal him in a short time.

His injuries were too severe!

Even now, fine cracks still covered Jiang Ming's body. They had merely faded considerably compared to before and were no longer as conspicuous.

But Jiang Ming's body remained like a porcelain doll covered in cracks. The slightest major upheaval could cause it to fall apart.

"It's fine. Staying underwater all the time is too stifling. I want to breathe some fresh air."

The scenery in the deep sea was more magnificent than the endless ocean surface and icebergs, but Jiang Ming did not want to remain in the underwater Merfolk Palace forever.

Hearing this, Liya nodded. "Then let's keep walking."

As she spoke, she continued pushing Jiang Ming slowly through the glaciers frozen across the sea.

Jiang Ming leaned back in his wheelchair and gazed into the distance, his eyes profound.

These were probably the worst injuries he had ever sustained. His Sea of Consciousness,