But she controlled herself well.
The baby in her arms was none other than Emperor Yan's eldest son, the crown prince of the Emperor Yan Tribe.
"Hmm?"
Yang Huai clearly sensed some of Heng'e's emotions and felt rather surprised.
He seemed to see obvious disdain on Heng'e's face?
But this was his first meeting with Heng'e in this life!
They had no grudge in his previous life either!
He found it strange.
Before long, Heng'e carried him to the front of a great hall.
At the center of the hall was an enormous pool. White mist drifted over its surface, and steam rolled from the water as though its temperature were extremely high. The air was thick with the fragrance of medicine.
Looking closely, the liquid in the bath was a golden-red color, exceptionally peculiar.
Yang Huai could sense an incomparably rich medicinal fragrance from it. With the slightest breath, that fragrance seemed capable of turning into a massive pill and merging into his divine body, refining and transforming his essence, energy, and spirit.
This seemed to be more than merely an ancient god's method—it also carried the flavor of the Qi Refiners' lineage!
Yang Huai had seen much in his time. One sniff was enough for him to catch the scent.
It seems the Emperor Yan Tribe has no small connection to the Qi Refiners' lineage—or perhaps they secured the Qi Refiners' support long ago?
He mused inwardly.
Perhaps noticing Yang Huai's eyes darting around, Heng'e found it amusing. She unconsciously reached out a finger and poked Yan Ju's cheek, then casually opened his red swaddling cloth and glanced downward.
Yang Huai: "...!!"
Yang Huai was instantly furious, glaring at Heng'e with both eyes.
Was that something she could just look at?
He immediately began struggling, ready to teach