Was actually confessed to?

Chapter 25: Actually Got a Love Confession?

An Bulang began to treat Ji Yinyin.

Ji Yinyin's injuries were severe, mainly to her bones and internal organs.

Of course, these injuries were very serious for an ordinary person, but in An Bulang's eyes, it was still a minor matter.

"An Bulang... will... will I die?" Ji Yinyin opened her eyes, her voice faint, "I know my body, it's getting weaker and weaker. Tell me honestly, am I about to die..."

An Bulang looked at Ji Yinyin on the bed speechlessly, "I haven't said anything yet, and you've already sentenced yourself to death?"

Ji Yinyin grabbed An Bulang's sleeve, her ugly face forcing a grim smile, "An Bulang, thank you, thank you for standing up for me. I never imagined that there would be a man who would provoke a behemoth like the Cloud Sword Sect for me..."

"You are my hero!"

Ji Yinyin looked at An Bulang foolishly, her tone filled with deep emotion, "An Bulang, I like you!!"

Boom!

An Bulang trembled all over.

He had actually been confessed to...

An Bulang looked at the shy maiden on the bed. Her face was dark, her eyes like stars, her two eyes, one large and one small, shone with a strange light, her crooked mouth pursed tightly, and she gazed at him with such deep affection.

My first confession, and it was taken by her?

"Wh-what gave you the courage..." An Bulang's hands trembled slightly.

"It was death that gave me courage. Since I'm going to die anyway, I can't keep these words bottled up." The maiden gazed at An Bulang, speaking word by word, "I, Ji Yinyin, will only love An Bulang in this life!!"

"Hiss..." An Bulang's scalp tingled.

Since descending to the mortal realm, he had never feared anyone, but this time, he was truly shocked.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Ji Yinyin seemed too emotionally agitated, coughing violently, her body suddenly curling up, and she spat out another mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, An Bulang immediately used his healing sorcery to treat her internal injuries.

"I'm dying, but there's one wish I never had the chance to fulfill..." Ji Yinyin said with difficulty.

"What wish?" An Bulang asked casually.

"My first kiss is still there, and I want to give it to you," Ji Yinyin said.

An Bulang glanced at her cracked and pale lips and couldn't help but say, "I've done so much for you, and this is how you repay me?"

Ji Yinyin's eyes welled up with tears.

"An Bulang! I've made the pig's trotters soup!" Ji Hongxue rushed in, holding a bowl of soup.

An Bulang stood up silently, "She's beyond saving, just wait for death. Goodbye."

Splat...

The porcelain bowl shattered.

The pig's trotters soup spilled all over the floor.

Finally, with Ji Hongxue's persistent pleading and Ji Yinyin's statement that she might still be salvageable, An Bulang finally agreed to try again, provided that Ji Yinyin kept her mouth shut.

Ji Hongxue happily accepted An Bulang's condition. Fearing that Ji Yinyin might say something wrong, she even stuffed Ji Yinyin's mouth with a towel.

Ji Yinyin made "woo woo woo" sounds throughout, like a maiden suffering tragic persecution.

An Bulang felt a headache coming on. What persecution? He was the one saving her! It would be bad if people misunderstood her sounds!

Green fluorescence formed on An Bulang's fingertips and was gently placed on the other's lower abdomen. An energy imbued with extremely strong healing power began to integrate into her body, transforming into fine surgical threads that repaired Ji Yinyin's damaged internal organs.

This was the high-level healing sorcery An Bulang could currently perform, Thousand Silk Spring Hand. It could transform spiritual energy into countless Spiritual Energy Threads to repair damaged areas within the body and release energy that greatly activated cell division, accelerating wound healing.

Although Ji Hongxue didn't know what was happening, she could feel Ji Yinyin's vitality becoming fuller, and the pained expression on her face gradually eased. In her eyes, injuries that were almost beyond saving were truly being brought back from the brink of death by An Bulang!

Everything was proceeding in an orderly fashion.

But suddenly, An Bulang felt something unusual within Ji Yinyin.

A strange Warm Current was colliding with his Spiritual Energy Threads.

Just as he was about to exert force to maintain the stability of the Spiritual Energy Threads, from another direction, a Cold Power suddenly froze his Spiritual Energy Threads, making them sluggish. Then, the Warm Current melted his Spiritual Energy Threads.

An Bulang gasped, his face filled with disbelief.

"What's wrong?" Seeing An Bulang's unusual expression, Ji Hongxue became worried.

"It's nothing. I don't believe I can't heal you, you little rascal!" An Bulang's eyes glinted fiercely.

Ji Yinyin: "Woo woo woo..."

Ji Hongxue: "..."

Isn't the atmosphere a bit off?

Boom!

A terrifying aura exploded.

An Bulang used his full strength to condense the Thousand Silk Spring Hand, transforming it into hundreds of Spiritual Energy Threads that entered Ji Yinyin's body.

The warm current and cold power attacked again.

But this time, An Bulang's spiritual energy threads were a hundred times tougher than before, unyielding to any assault, no matter the direction of the wind!

Half an hour later.

An Bulang leaned against the bed, panting.

Ji Hongxue reached out her fair, slender hand and placed it on his shoulder, massaging him with force.

"Is Ji Yinyin really completely recovered?" Ji Hongxue asked again, finding it hard to believe.

An Bulang pointed at Ji Yinyin, who looked comfortable and grateful: "Does she look like someone who was seriously injured now?"

"I've repaired her ruptured internal organs and shattered bones with spiritual energy threads, and even stimulated the activity of her cells. If she eats well and sleeps well from now on, she'll be fully recovered within ten days!"

Ji Yinyin sat up and lunged at An Bulang: "Brother Bu Lang, let me massage you!"

"No, get away!" An Bulang was startled by Ji Yinyin's forwardness and dove into Ji Hongxue's embrace.

"An! Bu! Lang! Don't push it!"

Ji Hongxue was in the middle of a massage when An Bulang's head suddenly thrust forward, giving her no room to dodge.

An Bulang quickly retracted his head.

Ji Yinyin showed a shy expression: "Brother Bu Lang, without you, Yin Yin would probably be dead by now. I have no way to repay your great kindness. Yin Yin belongs to you, Brother Bu Lang, from now on..."

"Hiss..." An Bulang gasped.

Ji Hongxue's hands, which were massaging An Bulang, stopped. Her small mouth opened wide enough to fit an entire apple.

Is she offering herself in return for his kindness?!

Although she knew her sister was usually quite assertive and bold, she truly hadn't expected her to actually say it...

This time, it wasn't just An Bulang who thought of that word.

Ji Hongxue also thought of it.

That word was: ingratitude.

"I know I'm ugly... you'll be embarrassed if you take me out..." Ji Yinyin bit her lower lip, a flash of inferiority and sadness in her eyes. She still spoke stubbornly, trying to get her way, "Yin Yin can wear a mask! Then no one will say I'm ugly!"

An Bulang fell silent.

Ji Hongxue thought An Bulang would be angry and was about to speak to ease the tension.

An Bulang suddenly said, "Do you genuinely want to follow me?"

Ji Yinyin nodded seriously.

"Why?" An Bulang asked again.

"Of all the people I know, besides Sister Hongxue, you're the only one who doesn't dislike my ugliness," Ji Yinyin said.

"No, I do dislike it," An Bulang said solemnly.

Ji Yinyin: "..."

Ji Hongxue: "..."

Ji Yinyin took a deep breath and smiled her ugly smile: "But I know you don't detest me. Because of my living environment, I have a strong ability to perceive the emotions people hide from me."

"I know your gaze towards me has always been clear, you smiled genuinely when you chatted with me at the teahouse, you were angry when you saw me being beaten, and you felt sorry for me when you held me when I was injured..."

"Most importantly, I know I've fallen for you, An Bulang!"

The extremely ugly Fifth Princess confessed boldly once more.

Ji Hongxue was dumbfounded.

An Bulang looked deeply at Ji Yinyin: "I understand."

"I know I'm ugly, I can wear a mask. I don't need you to do anything for me, I'll just be your maid by your side, I can cook, I can do laundry, massage, back rubs, wash feet..." Ji Yinyin kept talking, stubbornly fighting for that sliver of hope, but her lips were suddenly pressed by a finger.

"Enough, stop emphasizing how ugly you are. I won't take an ugly monster as a maid," An Bulang said.

Ji Yinyin stared blankly at An Bulang, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.

An Bulang looked directly at Ji Yinyin: "But I can make you beautiful. Do you want to become beautiful?"