Noticing Ren Yingying's strange expression, Chen Yuanyuan immediately realized that in her panic, she had misspoken. Usually poised and experienced in matters of romance, she was unprecedentedly embarrassed, her face flushing crimson.
Sensing that things were going wrong, Song Qingshu promptly took Ren Yingying's hand and left. "Quick, help me back so I can rest. And Madam, remember not to take too long, or A'ke will catch cold."
Watching them leave, Chen Yuanyuan finally let out a sigh of relief. She went to the bedside and saw that her daughter had already fallen into a deep sleep. As she prepared to help her up, her face suddenly reddened, and she could not help spitting lightly.
A'ke's entire body was already soaked with fragrant sweat. Her gauzy dress clung tightly to her skin, leaving her slender, graceful figure almost visible beneath it.
"Was that why he ran off so quickly?" Chen Yuanyuan gave a soft snort, but she was not angry. In the past, she might have misunderstood, but now that she had learned martial arts, she naturally knew that circulating true qi could easily make one sweat. Moreover, while they had been waiting, Ren Yingying had described to her how One Yang Finger saved lives. The person being treated would feel as though they were in an icy wasteland one moment, then atop a blazing furnace the next. With such alternating extremes of heat and cold, heavy sweating was only natural.
Seeing her daughter drenched in sweat, Chen Yuanyuan could roughly guess how much true qi Song Qingshu had expended throughout the process. With a quiet sigh, she began bathing and changing her daughter.
After removing her daughter's clothes and seeing her milk-white skin, Chen Yuanyuan's cheeks reddened slightly. *This little girl's skin is even more delicate than mine was