My White Moonlight on the Left, the Queen on the Right, and Frail Me in the Middle

Medusa Queen vanished.

She Xian's right leg was finally free.

But Little White was still wrapped around his left side.

The commotion just now had already woken her.

Bai Suzhen slowly opened her almond-shaped eyes. Seeing She Xian's face so close at hand, she smiled sweetly.

There was no awkwardness.

No shyness.

To Bai Suzhen, sharing a bed with her husband was only natural.

Besides, she had been the one to hold him and care for him all night.

Her first words were not about their current situation.

Instead, she reached out and pressed her cool palm against She Xian's forehead. "Husband, do you still feel unwell anywhere?"

Her eyes and heart were filled with nothing but concern.

She Xian was stunned by the question.

Only then did he pull his attention away from the visual shock.

She Xian coughed dryly, struggling to tear his gaze away from Little White.

She was still in that exceedingly candid state.

"Little White, your clothes..."

Little White lowered her head to look at herself, then tilted her head.

"Husband, there's no need to be shy."

"This servant belongs to Husband. There's nothing Husband can't see."

"Get yourself dressed first, then we'll talk," She Xian said firmly.

"This servant will listen to Husband in everything~"

Little White obediently nodded.

She flashed into a streak of white light. When she reappeared, she was once again dressed in flowing white, her long hair cascading down her back, looking dignified and proper.

She Xian finally let out a breath of relief.

Good.

Both mountains had been dealt with. He could breathe normally again.

She Xian sat upright and asked seriously, "Little White, what exactly happened last night?"

"Husband, it was like this..."

Little White recounted everything in detail.

After the medicinal power went out of control, she immediately hugged She Xian and released cold energy to cool him down.

But it could only suppress the effects on the surface of his body.

The medicinal power rampaged deep within his bones, beyond the reach of her cold energy.

Medusa Queen had originally watched coldly from the side.

But the medicinal impact was transmitted to her through their shared martial soul body, and even she could not withstand it.

In the end, the two of them, in their snake-woman forms, pressed against She Xian from either side.

One ice, one fire—working together, they allowed his body to gradually absorb the medicinal power over the course of the night.

That was why they had ended up in that state at dawn.

After listening, She Xian scratched the back of his head with a complicated expression.

"So... it was entirely because I underestimated the combined potency of first-grade spiritual items?"

Little White nodded gently but seriously.

She Xian sucked in a breath. "Good thing I didn't shove that third-grade Soul-Gathering Grass into my mouth too."

"Otherwise, what you'd be seeing today wouldn't be a lively, bouncing me, but a child's corpse blown apart by medicinal power."

Little White's expression changed slightly.

She reached out and tugged at She Xian's sleeve, a rare seriousness surfacing in her almond-shaped eyes.

"Husband, you must be cautious before consuming any spiritual medicine in the future."

Her voice was gentle, but every word rang with weight.

"Promise this servant."

Seeing how utterly earnest her eyes were, She Xian's smile faded.

"Alright. I promise."

She Xian turned to business.

He took out the Six-Winged Flamewing Centipede external spirit bone from his storage ring and held it in his palm.

Fiery patterns flowed across it, heat pulsing from within.

This was the essence of a twenty-thousand-year Six-Winged Flamewing Centipede.

"Little White, do you think I should fuse with this spirit bone now?"

Little White examined it carefully, then honestly shook her head.

"Husband, this servant knows little about spirit bones. I dare not speak carelessly, lest I lead Husband astray."

She Xian nodded.

When Little White did not know something, she said so. She never pretended otherwise.

He appreciated that honesty.

He directed his consciousness inward. "Your Majesty the Queen, what do you think?"

Several breaths passed in silence.

He thought Medusa was still sulking over what had happened that morning and had no intention of answering him.

Yet Medusa Queen actually gave him her opinion.

"Do not fuse with it for now."

Her icy voice sounded from within him, brief and certain.

She Xian raised a brow. "Why?"

"This spirit bone is the wing bone of a Fire-Wing Centipede."

"It has six wings and a fire attribute. At its core, it is a crystallization of the essence of a flight organ."

Medusa's tone carried an unusual degree of seriousness.

"If you first master the circulation route of a flight combat technique, then use that technique as the framework to fuse the spirit bone, the wing bone's power will be fully unleashed."

"Your speed, agility, and aerial endurance will completely surpass what you would gain from directly fusing with it."

She Xian's pupils contracted sharply.

"Wait! You understand flight combat techniques?"

"This Queen does not cultivate combat techniques."

Medusa's tone returned to its usual arrogance.

"But there are many flying magical beasts in the Tagore Desert. This Queen is not completely ignorant of the principles behind flight combat techniques."

She Xian sucked in a breath.

He could have an enhanced spirit bone boosted by both a flight combat technique and a spirit bone!

Little White had listened attentively from the side and gently clapped her hands. "Big Sister knows so much."

A cold snort came from within him. "Stop flattering me. Don't call me Big Sister!"

She Xian solemnly put away the spirit bone.

"I'll listen to you. I won't fuse with it for now."

A very faint "hmph" sounded within him.

It was impossible to tell whether she was satisfied or merely dismissive.

But She Xian knew clearly that this was the first time Medusa Queen had taken the initiative to advise him.

She would not admit it aloud, but her actions had already placed them on the same side.

They were grasshoppers tied to the same rope. She was slowly accepting that fact.

She Xian put the herbs, spirit bone, and Profound Ice Dragon Soaring back in their places, organizing his storage ring.

He stood and stretched his limbs.

The improvement to his physique was real.

He still looked like the same six-year-old white-haired child, but his internal foundation had become vastly different.

Next, it was time to handle the most important matter.

His first soul ring.

He pushed open the door, and sunlight spilled across his face.

Little White's gentle voice rang out in his mind. "Husband, good luck."

Medusa Queen's voice followed immediately after, cold to the bone. "Hmph. Don't embarrass yourself."

The corners of She Xian's mouth curved upward.

One was always encouraging him, while the other was always finding fault with him.

It was rather interesting.

The Crown Prince's study.

When She Xian entered, Qian Renxue was bent over memorials in the guise of Xue Qinghe.

The documents piled on the desk like a small mountain hid more than half her face completely.

Her vermilion brush rose and fell without pause, her strokes as sharp as blades.

On one hand, she was making arrangements for Spirit Hall in the shadows.

On the other, she had to play the Heaven Dou Empire's Crown Prince to perfection.

Intrigue filled the court, while every word in the documents before her carried immense weight.

It had to be said, Qian Renxue truly had a hard life.

She Xian gave her a mental thumbs-up, then respectfully bowed.

"Teacher."

Qian Renxue's vermilion brush paused. She lifted her golden eyes from behind the pile of memorials.

She Xian went straight to the point. "This disciple believes it is time to hunt for my first soul ring."

"Oh?"

Qian Renxue set down her brush and leaned back slightly in her chair.

She did not respond immediately. Instead, she studied She Xian for two seconds.

What had happened when she took him to the rift yesterday still weighed on her mind.

She had never fully let go of his claim that his "martial soul was incomplete."

"Has the problem with your martial soul been completely resolved?"

Her tone was calm, but her gaze was scrutinizing.

"Have there been any changes?"

This was exactly the question She Xian had been waiting for.

He had written the script in his heart long ago.

At that moment, he loaded the expression template of earnestness mixed with a touch of excitement and delivered his lines perfectly.

"Reporting to Teacher, the issue of my incomplete martial soul has now been remedied."

He spoke neither too quickly nor too slowly, every word carefully considered.

"After returning to my room last night, this disciple could clearly sense that the connection between my twin martial souls had become complete."

"Before, I always felt that something was missing. Now, that feeling is gone."

The groundwork had been laid.

He paused for just the right beat, then delivered the key information.

"There have been two most important changes."

"Let's hear them." Qian Renxue was intrigued.

"First, this disciple's physical constitution has improved significantly."

"My bones, meridians, and body have all become much stronger than before."

Qian Renxue's golden eyes flickered slightly.

"Second..."

She Xian lowered his voice and put on an expression as though even he was not entirely sure.

"This disciple vaguely feels that I can absorb soul rings far older than what ordinary soul masters can endure."

After saying that,

he lowered his eyes and assumed the respectful posture of a disciple who was equally confused, yet truthfully reporting what he knew.