Quick Transmigration: Pregnancy Blessing - The Soft Bunny is Pampered by the Big Shots

Her voice was low and deep, but Xu Yun heard it clearly.

My heart moved slightly.

The two locked eyes, but Xu Yun looked away first and changed the subject.

He helped her up and stood up.

Xu Yun paused for a moment before asking, "Are you alright, benefactor?"

Sang Yu checked her body and found that everything was normal except for the fact that she still had no internal energy.

It shouldn't flare up for the time being.

She shook her head slightly. "It's alright."

"That's good."

Xu Yun looked at her with a probing gaze, as if he could see through her soul. He asked, "When I took your pulse last night, I noticed a strange flow of energy in your meridians. What is the cause of this?"

Sang Yu blinked her eyelashes gently and said with a smile, "It's an old problem from the Wuxian Sect; it always flares up from time to time."

She said this as if she were having a very bad time in the Wuxian sect.

Xu Yun simply looked at her without saying a word.

Clearly, they didn't believe her explanation.

His clear gaze made Sang Yu realize that it was pointless to utter any more nonsense; he simply wouldn't believe her.

Without even thinking about how to brush it off, she ignored the question and asked instead, "How did the monk heal me yesterday?"

Last night, she originally intended to take this opportunity to seduce him.

Unexpectedly, this Buddhist monk was so steadfast in his resolve. Even though she was such a beautiful woman, stripped down to that state, he didn't react at all.

Is he still a man?

The system clearly stated that his abilities were all normal, he just couldn't do it.

"Transfer true qi."

A slight smile appeared on Sang Yu's face. "How did the mage transfer true energy to me?"

Seeing the hint of embarrassment flash across his face, Sang Yu chuckled softly.

Her soft, fragrant body leaned closer, her voice tinged with reproach, "Master, you've put my pocket on backwards."

Xu Yun's handsome face immediately turned red, and he subconsciously took a step back.

Within moments, the situation reversed dramatically.

“I…benefactor…”

Sang Yu's gaze fell on Xu Yun, her eyes flashing with eager anticipation.

She pleaded, "My old illness has relapsed, and I have nowhere to go. Venerable Master, could you please let me stay here for a few days?"

Seeing that she was resorting to her old tricks again, feigning a pitiful expression, Xu Yun remained silent for a moment, giving her no reply.

Seeing that Xu Yun remained silent, Sang Yu chuckled and said, "I know that the Master would not stand idly by. Otherwise, when my old illness relapsed, he would have just left me by the roadside instead of arbitrarily placing me here."

"He even helped me undress and channeled his inner energy into me."

His words revealed his thoughts, leaving Xu Yun speechless.

“And…” Sang Yu walked to Xu Yun’s side, leaned slightly closer to his ear, and saw a hint of a smile flash in her eyes as she watched his body suddenly freeze.

Her red lips parted slightly, and she said softly and gently, "Master, your body is really hot."

"They got burned."

The warm, humid breath sprayed onto his earlobe, causing Xu Yun to catch his breath. He pursed his lips and glanced at her.

Sang Yu's lips curled up slightly, her face beaming with a charming smile.

Xu Yun looked away, pursed his lips, and began to turn the prayer beads in his hand, his thin lips moving rhythmically.

Sang Yu smiled as she looked at his lowered eyes, her expression calm and her gaze serene, as if she were unaffected by anything.

Last night, when she had her episode, she was indeed not in her right mind. She only vaguely felt that she was holding something cold and icy. There was no one else in the room, so it could only be Xu Yun.

"Master, why are you ignoring me?" Sang Yu deliberately moved a little closer to him.

Xu Yun let out a breath, "Please go out first, benefactor. This humble monk still has scriptures to copy."

Sang Yu glanced at the densely packed handwriting; clearly, they were almost finished copying the entire book.

She asked curiously, "Why is the monk copying scriptures so early in the morning? Did he do something wrong?"

His gaze was heavy with melancholy. He sighed helplessly and sat down with his back turned.

Sang Yu did not give up. "In that case, I will help the monk grind the ink."

As soon as she finished speaking, she bent down to grind ink for him.

Seeing that she had made a mess of grinding the ink, Xu Yun sighed again.

"Esteemed benefactor, do you know how to grind materials?"

She looked up, her eyes sparkling. "No, Master, can you teach me?"

They were completely justified and self-righteous.

"Okay." Learning it will always be beneficial.

Xu Yun took out his brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, placed the inkstone on the table, dripped a small amount of water onto the inkstone, held the ink stick vertically on the inkstone, pressed down hard and turned lightly, grinding the ink clockwise.

After completing the movement, Xu Yun looked up at her.

"Have you learned it, benefactor?"

Sang Yu tilted her head. "I'll give it a try."

"it is good."

She walked over, took the ink stick from his hand, and imitated his movements, grinding the ink in a very professional manner.

However, due to his slight movement and lack of control, the ink foamed and even spilled out a few drops, staining his clothes.

"Master..." Her face was timid, and her hand holding the ink stick trembled slightly. "I really can't learn it. Could you teach me again?"

His gaze was indifferent, but when he saw the self-reproach on her face, it softened instantly.

Unable to resist following her lead, I asked, "How do you teach?"

"Teach me like this." After saying that, she reached out, took his hand, and gently wrapped it around her small hand.

Xu Yun was taken aback.

The warmth from his palm made him tense up slightly, and he could even clearly smell the woman's pleasant fragrance.

The ink stick moved slowly clockwise in the two people's hands.

Sang Yu stared at their hands, which were pressed tightly together, and said, "Master, I can learn by teaching you like this."

Seemingly noticing his distraction, she tilted her head up, her warm breath brushing against his earlobe, and asked softly, "Is that right?"

Seeing a blush creep up his earlobe, Sang Yu's eyes curved into a smile as she softly asked, "Is the Master afraid of me?"

"No."

"Why doesn't the monk dare to look at me?"

Her eyes were bright and clear as she stared straight at him.

Xu Yun released her hand and stepped away from her.

"Now that you have learned it, you may leave."

Xu Yun's eyes were cold, and his voice was indifferent, devoid of any emotion, yet exuding a chilling majesty.

The moment to test your acting skills has arrived!

"I……"

Her eyes revealed her grievance, "Master, are you blaming me? Blaming me for being shameless and using my beauty to seduce men? You hate me just like those people from the Wuxian Sect."

"I'm just grateful to the monk for saving me..."

Her beautiful, watery eyes met Xu Yun's deep, indifferent gaze.

She mustered her courage and said in a trembling voice, "In all these years in the Wuxian Sect, no one has been truly kind to me. Men coveted my beauty, and women were all jealous of my beauty. Only you, Master, disregarded everything and chose to save me..."

Sang Yu bit her lip, her innocent and shy face showing a hint of naivety. Her eyelashes trembled slightly as she looked at him with a pitiful expression.

"Does the monk suspect that I have ulterior motives towards you?"