My Demon Husband Is a Snake-Chapter 998: Cold

"I once took the medicine given by Yu Longting, so both Dumpling and I are not really afraid of ordinary Demonic Qi." I infused Spiritual Power into Qing Li’s meridians, starting to search for the source of Demonic Qi in her body.

I found Qing Li’s body to be exceptionally clean, with no trace of Demonic Qi.

But there was always Demonic Qi mysteriously appearing and invading her Qi Sea, only to be purified by the power within it.

The two forces clashed, ultimately leaving Qing Li’s body weak and tormented.

This time, the two forces collided fiercely again.

Qing Li’s entire body arched like a shrimp, groaning in pain.

I quickly took out a needle and thread that I carried with me, embroidered a goose-yellow band for replenishing Spiritual Power, and tied it directly to Qing Li’s wrist.

Instantly, Qing Li’s frail body seemed to have received a life-extending elixir.

A tremendous force within her Qi Sea swallowed all the invading Demonic Qi, and the convulsions of her body gradually subsided.

Qing Li was like someone who had just escaped a tremendous storm, breathing heavily, "The Demon race in this world has already been wiped out, you shouldn’t be coming into contact with Demonic Qi, why did Yu Longting give you... medicine to resist it?"

"Because..." I looked at Qing Li, paused for a few seconds, and said expressionlessly, "Yu Longting had an enemy called Master Qingyang, who planted a Demon Qi Seed in Dumpling before he was even born.

Qing Li’s breath caught, and she coughed violently, "Cough, cough, cough... What...?"

"It’s an old story, better not mentioned. Would you like to lie down and sleep for a while?" I gently pulled Qing Li closer to me, softly patting her back, "When you sleep, the Qi Sea can automatically rectify irregularities within your body, especially since your Qi Sea is so strong."

Qing Li is so uncomfortable now, might as well not mention the spoiler like Qingyang!

So as not to cause her greater emotional upheaval...

Qing Li slowly regained her calm, her breathing becoming rhythmic, "I’m so cold, how can I sleep? Are you deliberately messing with me?"

"Still cold?" I increased the power of the heavenly fire slightly on my skin’s surface.

The aura radiating was even more potent than the Samadhi True Fire, and some white steam even emerged from my pores.

Qing Li, like grasping a heat pack, clung to me like an octopus, "Not enough, it’s the cold caused by yang deficiency, but... it helps a bit."

Before I knew it, Qing Li had fallen into a deep sleep.

This position was getting hard to maintain, so I tried to lay Qing Li down.

As soon as I made the move, her lotus-like arms tightened around my neck, was she trying to strangle me?

Finally, I really couldn’t breathe, and had to pry her iron-tight hands open.

I laid her on the bed, and as soon as I did.

Qing Li, like a silkworm baby, rolled onto my legs.

Her head not only rested on them, but she also clung tightly with her hands, "Cold."

"..." I sat still, this position was fairly manageable.

At least it wouldn’t make my waist sore after a long period.

For the time being, all I could do was maintain this position with Qing Li.

Dumpling, perhaps trying to lessen my burden, crawled up a few times, attempting the simple crawling that infants do.

Trying to fetch the diaper... to put on himself???

But generally, babies only learn to crawl after half a year.

This little one was just a few days old, right?

And I’ve heard that his biological father, Longting, was two hundred years old and he still couldn’t crawl.

Little Dumpling tried hard for a while but couldn’t crawl successfully.

Yet he exhausted his extra energy and fell into a deep sleep.

When he woke up, Qing Li was still asleep.

I unbuttoned the cheongsam and fed him till he was full.

Finally, I too fell asleep.

Upon waking, I felt something warm and soft against my face.

I slowly opened my eyes, and saw a face sculpted like jade, with a hint of baby fat.

I was instantly stunned, a little flustered in my mind.

Wondering if I was still in a dream, or if my eyes were playing tricks.

That little hand gently touched the White Silk Ribbon over my eyes, and the childlike voice spoke, "Mommy!"