Cauliflower

The sudden turn of events had caught everyone by surprise.

Leng Tianjiao froze for a moment, then the corners of her mouth lifted into a smile that wasn't cold.

"Is that so? Then I won't hold back."

Leng Tianjiao struck with all her strength, showing not the slightest mercy. One slap left a large patch of Yan Shubing's face red and swollen.

"You... You hit me?!" Yan Shubing clutched her cheek, unable to believe it.

"Wasn't that what you said? That as long as it made me feel better, you wouldn't mind if I slapped you a few times." Leng Tianjiao's face was expressionless. Yan Shubing's despicable attempt to frame her made her sick.

"You!!!" Yan Shubing was about to fly into a rage, but then she remembered Zhu Ping'an was watching from nearby. She immediately switched back to that pitiful, delicate-flower act. "It's okay. As long as Sister Tianjiao is happy."

Then she turned to Zhu Ping'an, walked over, and took his hand.

"Ping'an Ge, please don't blame Sister Tianjiao, and don't argue with her because of me. I'd feel so guilty!"

Zhu Ping'an was secretly delighted. He hadn't wanted to defend Yan Shubing in the first place, and at her words, he hurriedly seized the opportunity to back down. He patted her hand and said gently,

"Bingbing, don't worry. I'll do as you say. I was going to hit her back for you, but since you don't want me to blame her, I'll let it go."

"I..." Yan Shubing nearly had a heart attack. She gritted her teeth and couldn't help saying, "Ping'an Ge, you could at least hold her accountable a little."

"I can't, Bingbing." Zhu Ping'an gave a bitter smile and said helplessly, "I'm just a live-in son-in-law of the Leng Family. If I fall out with Leng Tianjiao, the Leng Family will throw me out. For our future, just bear with it, okay?"

Yan Shubing nearly ground her teeth to dust. She understood that she was stuck swallowing this bitter pill. She glared fiercely at Leng Tianjiao, then sulked into silence.

After a while, Ye Qingxian slowly woke under Zhu Ping'an's treatment. The moment he opened his eyes, he saw Zhu Ping'an's huge, smiling face.

"Brother Ye, you're finally awake!"

Ye Qingxian scrambled onto all fours and retreated at lightning speed, putting distance between himself and Zhu Ping'an at once. Fear still lingered on his face.

"Zhu Ping'an, what did you do to me?"

"Ah, Brother Ye, that's a little hurtful. I did my very best to save you. Look, there are even the empty medicine bottles I used right there." Zhu Ping'an sighed sadly.

Hearing this, Ye Qingxian looked over. Sure enough, more than a dozen empty porcelain bottles lay on the ground nearby. He felt around his body and found that his injuries had mostly healed.

Ye Qingxian fell silent. He couldn't believe Zhu Ping'an had been that kind, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong, either.

"Brother Ye, come have some grilled wings. The chicken wings I make are delicious. Once we've eaten, we can keep exploring the secret realm."

Zhu Ping'an's smile was dazzling. Just now, after feeding Ye Qingxian some healing pills, he had also given him a few of Leng Tianyan's homemade pills.

Including, but not limited to, Cauliflower Pills, Super Strong Laxatives, Psoriasis Pills, Scalp Ringworm Pills, Urticaria Pills...

After noticing that the athlete's foot on Ye Qingxian's face had cleared up, Zhu Ping'an had thoughtfully sprinkled a little more on him. This time, though, he hadn't chosen Ye Qingxian's face. Scratching his face all the time wouldn't look too dignified, so he'd chosen Ye Qingxian's dick instead.

His pants were still in the way, but some of the powder was bound to get inside. After all, Ye Qingxian wasn't wearing leather pants.

If it had been anyone else, Zhu Ping'an might have worried about using too much and accidentally poisoning him to death. But this was Ye Qingxian, the Child of Destiny and the original male lead. He wouldn't die even if everyone else did. Still, this many bizarre poisons would surely give Ye Qingxian a rough time.

Thinking of this, Zhu Ping'an's smile grew even brighter. He hurriedly handed Ye Qingxian a freshly grilled chicken wing.

"Brother Ye, come on, come on. Have some wings."

"Zhu Ping'an, I'm warning you. Don't try anything, or else—"

Before Ye Qingxian could finish, Zhu Ping'an shoved a thick, hefty drumette into his mouth.

"Don't talk. Eat."

Ye Qingxian glared at Zhu Ping'an and viciously tore off a mouthful of meat, chewing hard as if it were Zhu Ping'an's flesh.

But as he chewed, Ye Qingxian suddenly felt something was off. There seemed to be some strange little grains on his tongue.

Ye Qingxian furrowed his brows, unsure what was happening. After a while, the strange sensation on his tongue grew stronger.

Unable to resist, Ye Qingxian found a mirror. To his horror, he saw that his tongue had sprouted clusters of things resembling cauliflower.

His face filled with terror. He hurriedly reached out to touch them, but that only made him more horrified. Something really had grown on his tongue!

"Zhu Ping'an! What did you do to me?" Ye Qingxian cried out in shock and fury.

Zhu Ping'an took one look and nearly burst out laughing. Leng Tianyan really was a genius. His medicine had worked so quickly! Zhu Ping'an had thought it would take a few days to kick in.

"Ah!"

Zhu Ping'an feigned surprise, drawing everyone's attention.

"Brother Ye, that thing on your tongue... It looks like cauliflower!"

"What's cauliflower?" Ye Qingxian demanded.

"Star Disease."

The moment Zhu Ping'an said this, everyone's expressions toward Ye Qingxian turned a little strange.

You couldn't judge a book by its cover. Who would've thought Ye Qingxian, who usually looked so proper and dignified, was so wild behind closed doors?

"Bullshit! How could I have Star Disease? And even if I did, it wouldn't grow in my mouth. Stop spreading rumors!" Ye Qingxian roared.

"Brother Ye..." Zhu Ping'an said meaningfully. "Star Disease doesn't only grow in certain places. If you eat dumpling wrappers with green liquid dripping from them, there's also a chance it'll grow in your mouth."

"Zhu Ping'an!" Ye Qingxian's eyes were bloodshot, and he panted like a bull. "Stop spreading lies! You were the only one who fed me medicine just now, and this thing appeared right after. You obviously poisoned me!"

At Ye Qingxian's words, everyone realized what had happened.

Even Leng Tianjiao and the eight martial artists from the Leng Family looked at Zhu Ping'an strangely. They clearly suspected he'd taken the opportunity to cause trouble.

"Ping'an Ge! How could you do this? I thought you were sincerely treating Brother Qingxian's injuries, but you secretly did something like this? I'm so disappointed in you! Hurry up and take out the antidote!" Yan Shubing reprimanded him righteously.

"It really wasn't me. Why won't you believe me?" Zhu Ping'an said helplessly.

Just then, the athlete's foot on Ye Qingxian's body flared up. He suddenly felt an unbearable itch on his dick. He tried to stay still, but it was hard to endure the itch.

When he saw that nobody was paying attention, he couldn't help reaching down to scratch. But once he started, he couldn't stop. The more Ye Qingxian scratched, the itchier it became, and his handsome face twisted out of shape.

The commotion Ye Qingxian made soon drew everyone's attention...