Minghe clearly wanted him to feed her the pill, yet insisted on putting on airs. The Nether River, whose human way of thinking had not yet fully fused with hers, simply could not understand this baffling human behavior.
I am a river.
If I want to beat up that stupid bird, I beat up that stupid bird. If I want to help her, I help her. Whatever I think in my heart, that is what I do.
If I want kisses, then of course I kiss. Why hide it away?
Well, well, you are still struggling in your consciousness. You had been slowly merging quite harmoniously before, yet now you actually want to kick me? I only said aloud what was in your heart. Why are you acting as though I offended you?
The Nether River did not understand. In any case, their consciousnesses had fused at least to the extent of memories and emotions. Influenced by those feelings, she liked this man too. She did not reject his feeding her medicine mouth-to-mouth in the slightest, and even rather looked forward to the sensation.
Then try it.
What was there that could not be said...
You are still kicking. Behave yourself.
Minghe closed her eyes.
Even though Qin Yi knew full well that the two were constantly switching, how could he possibly react in time when the person speaking properly suddenly turned into someone else? He was stunned at first, then overjoyed.
He secretly wondered whether their fusion had already taken effect, tempering quite a lot of things into harmony. Coupled with having held her for so long, perhaps Minghe was no longer quite so bashful?
Now this was a kiss sanctioned by imperial decree. What need was there to keep up appearances?
When it came to such matters, Qin