Marrying Wife and Concubine Together: After Rebirth, I Remarried the Scumbag's Father on the Sp

The scene he had just seen kept appearing in his mind, and he couldn't help but match the two people to each other.

Suddenly, nosebleed started flowing again!

His face turned pale as he spoke: "Madam, I, I'm bleeding from my nose!"

She nodded: "This is a normal reaction. It shows that you are still a real man!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she reached out and gently pressed the wings of his nose.

His spirit relaxed instantly, and gradually the uncontrollable burning sensation disappeared without a trace.

Seeing that his bleeding had stopped, Lin Yiwan subconsciously moved aside to let him continue viewing the album.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Yan grabbed her wrist and said, "Looking at you is better than looking at that picture!"

Lin Yiwan raised her eyebrows in surprise. How could she match the effect of the Secret Play Picture?

At this moment, she had no idea that Zhan Yan had automatically transformed the two people into two little figures in the picture album in his mind.

If she had known that the fight between the two villains was so intense, she would never have allowed Zhan Yan to undergo psychotherapy.

In this way, Zhan Yan soaked in agony for a full hour.

When he stood up, he did notice a very obvious change in his waist.

Surprisingly, it really had some effect?

With time, will he be able to become a real man?

Just as he was thinking about how to cover it up, Lin Yiwan had already spoken: "Husband, let me see how it works."

"Bang!" Zhan Yan submerged himself completely in the water. He said in a hoarse voice, "No, you can't look!"

A look of surprise crossed Lin Yiwan's pretty face. "Why? I'm your doctor. Of course I need to see your condition before I can prescribe the right medicine!"

Zhan Yan closed his eyes tightly. He really had experienced the most embarrassment and awkwardness in his life in front of her.

She understood it in an instant and couldn't help laughing: "Husband, are you shy?"

He interrupted without hesitation: "No way! I just think that physical contact between men and women is inappropriate!"

She quickly reached out to cover his mouth: "We are husband and wife, you look at me, I look at you, this is the most normal thing!"

Her sweet voice was like the sound of nature, tickling his back and bringing out the uncontrollable feeling, especially in his waist, which seemed to have improved a lot.

He was surprised and happy. Could it be that she really cured him by accident?

Just when he was distracted, she suddenly pulled him up.

When their eyes met, Zhan Yan wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

Lin Yiwan narrowed her eyes and said, "You're recovering well. Psychotherapy is indeed effective. Let's continue tomorrow!"

She clapped her hands, turned around and walked out quickly.

Zhan Yan looked at her leaving back, his eyes complex and obscure.

The little girl threw a huge stone into the lake of his heart and then turned and ran away.

I'm afraid she really treats him as an ordinary patient?

Thinking of this possibility, the fire in his body suddenly went out, and he took a dejected look and changed into clean clothes.

After he left the yard, he went to find Yao Lao to take his pulse.

Yao Lao looked at him in surprise: "What kind of magic medicine did you use to actually show signs of recovery?"

Zhan Yan uttered three words with difficulty: "Spring Palace Picture!"

Yao Lao's face was strange at first, but then he burst into laughter: "I didn't know that thing had such a wonderful use. Yes, it has recovered well. In time, it will surely allow you to carry on the family line!"

Zhan Yan also calmed down in an instant. It seemed that his decision to drive Zhan Yu out of the Marquis' Mansion was correct. He and Wanwan could have children of their own in the future.

This is indeed good news!

Of course, the treatment process was really embarrassing.

He felt like his face was about to be burned. If Lin Yiwan hadn't been watching over him, he really wanted to run away.

Yao Lao didn't know what he was thinking at this moment, but instead said to himself, "I didn't expect your wife to be so skilled. Although she doesn't use orthodox medical techniques, they are very effective!"

Zhan Yan couldn't help laughing when he thought of her mysterious look as she took out the pornographic pictures. She was indeed unconventional.

Let me ask you, who in this world would dare to use erotic pictures to treat illnesses?

She must be the number one person in the dynasty!

Of course, from now on, she can only treat this disease for herself.

No need to talk to anyone else!

The Medicine King continued to nag, "My Lord, you have only just recovered a little. Don't be too impulsive, or you will fail!"

Seeing Zhan Yan's doubtful look, he couldn't help but lean over to his ear and whispered, "Please be more restrained towards your wife. If you fail to accomplish your mission, it will be a devastating blow to your spirit. It would be better to wait until you have fully recovered before performing the ritual of family ties!"

Zhan Yan interrupted without hesitation: "Do I need your reminder?"

Watching him walk away with his sleeves swung, the Medicine King couldn't help but mutter, "Isn't it because I'm afraid you'll get anxious? You've seen the meat for so long, and you haven't had a proper bite. Now that there's finally a glimmer of hope, you must be brimming with anger!"

Zhan Yan snorted coldly as he walked, "Old man, who do you think I am? I've been able to endure it for so many years, and now I need this little while?"

When the cold wind blew, he subconsciously shivered all over.

He put his hands in his sleeves, and when he suddenly looked up, he saw that the wrist of the shadow soul following next to him was wrapped in purple.

He frowned and asked, "What's that wrapped around your wrist?"

A trace of guilt flashed across Yinghun's face, but he quickly hid it and said, "My Lord, these are the warm gloves Miss Ling'er gave me. I was worried that they would be too warm and slow down my sword drawing, so I wrapped them around my wrists!"

战阎忍不住古怪的勾起唇角：“影魂，你比影一厉害啊，那臭小子，只会招惹的紫儿追着他揍，你倒好，这才没回来几天，就让夫人身边的小丫头给你缝制暖手套了？”

Yinghun explained sheepishly, "I stumbled upon this by accident. If you like it, you can buy one on the street!"

Zhan Yan gritted his teeth. He thought Ying Hun would say, if you like it, I will give it to you.

But he didn't expect that he would be asked to buy a pair on the street?

Bully him and no one helps him?

So angry!

He ordered without hesitation: "Yinghun, go to the martial arts training ground and run fifty laps for me. If you don't finish, you are not allowed to come back!"

Yinghun scratched his head. He had no idea how he had offended his master.

Forget it, since he was asked to run laps, he should just go quickly to avoid being penalized for running too slowly.

After sending Yinghun away, Zhan Yan still felt unhappy.

He felt his hands were getting colder and colder. He frowned and quickly returned to his yard.

Lin Yiwan had fallen asleep. Perhaps because she was too tired, she even started snoring.

Zhan Yan stared at her for a long time, his eyes filled with doting and tenderness that he himself was not aware of.

He reached out to help her get the quilt to cover her, then turned around and blew out the candle.

At this time, in a courtyard in the southeast corner of the Marquis' Mansion, two figures were entangled in a tent.