My reborn husband and son are thinking about how to kill me every day.

Seeing that he didn't move for a long time, Ji Yunshuang assumed that he was embarrassed.

As a modern person, she didn't care about such trivial matters as physical contact. So she simply reached out, wrapped her arms around his waist, and climbed onto the tiger's back.

Ji Yunshuang said, "Bend down a little and hold it tight, it runs very fast."

Lu Yinheng was not only stiff all over, but his mind was also completely blank. He clearly heard what Ji Yunshuang said, but it was as if he hadn't heard it at all. His mind was filled with thoughts of what she had just done.

Should we carry him onto the tiger?

In both his past and present lives, he had never been hugged like this by a woman. He felt somewhat embarrassed, and his heart was pounding uncontrollably.

After Ji Yunshuang finished speaking, she saw that he was still sitting there motionless, as if he had not heard her at all. She became a little impatient and pressed him down a bit, saying, "Did you hear what I said? Hold Tianrui's neck tightly with both hands."

Lu Yinheng felt his ears burning even hotter.

He felt as if his back was being branded by a red-hot iron, burning hot.

The fire started burning from the point where the two men touched, making his whole body hot and burning.

The soft touch made his blood boil. In some places, he even had an inappropriate urge to stand up.

Knowing that all her thoughts were on the soldiers, he...

Lu Yinheng felt instantly ashamed.

Ji Yunshuang was unaware of his conflicted and complicated thoughts at that moment, and only assumed that his reaction just now was because he was not feeling well.

She realized the impatience in her tone and felt it wasn't good for someone who had just come back from the brink of death, so she softened her tone and said, "Are you still not fully recovered? Maybe you shouldn't go. Just tell me the address, and I'll go by myself."

Lu Yinheng tried to calm his chaotic thoughts and said, "I'm fine, let's go!"

Ji Yunshuang hugged his waist, then suddenly noticed his bright red ears and asked suspiciously, "Really? Why are your ears so red? Do you have a fever?"

As she spoke, she freed one hand to touch Lu Yinheng's forehead.

In addition to symptoms such as abdominal pain, vomiting, and general weakness, some people infected with the plague may also experience fever.

She couldn't help but wonder if there was something wrong with the medicine she made, and that it hadn't completely killed the virus in his body.

Moreover, he said that they were all wearing the masks and gloves she had given them at the time.

I wasn't infected during the fight, but rather after seeing the insect in the other person's eye. Perhaps the different mode of infection meant the medication wasn't effective?

She was wondering if her medicine hadn't worked, and Lu Yinheng's full attention was on her hands.

Her soft hand rested on his forehead, making every nerve in his body incredibly sensitive.

Moreover, with her movements, the soft touch on his back became increasingly acute, and the anger he had finally managed to suppress suddenly surged up again.

That place...

Tianrui, who had been innocently stabbed, let out a tiger's roar in annoyance and charged out.

Ji Yunshuang abruptly withdrew her hand and placed it back on his waist. "You don't have a fever."

After saying that, she muttered with some doubt, "Why did Tianrui suddenly start running? He seems unhappy."

Hearing her questioning words, Lu Yinheng felt extremely guilty. He took a deep breath, trying to suppress his body's reaction with his inner strength.

Although he is no longer as weak and powerless as before, he is still unable to use his internal energy.

Moreover, as Tianrui ran, the person behind him who was holding his waist was also bouncing up and down.

The sensations coming from my back are becoming increasingly sensitive.

The woman behind him had no idea what kind of torment he was going through, or how much willpower he had used to control himself...

She pressed herself against him more, her soft lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "You're the one who's guiding Tianrui, you know that, right?"

Lu Yinheng tried to ignore her breath on him and the faint fragrance in his nostrils, and gently hummed in response.

Perhaps because he had been feeding the little tiger with the magical nectar from the space, Tianrui was now huge and powerful, and could still run fast and steadily while carrying two people.

Ji Yunshuang felt they could use this time to exchange more information.

Afraid he might not hear her, she leaned forward slightly, just like before, and whispered in his ear, "You mean, when you and Commander Xu first met Prince Duan, he was mentally sound? And you even asked Commander Xu to help you find An Yi?"

She had wanted to ask this question before.

However, a sudden attack by villagers infected with the plague prevented her from asking the question she wanted to ask.

She pondered for a moment, seemingly talking to herself, yet also discussing with Lu Yinheng, "So, he must have regained his senses and escaped from the witch?"

Lu Yinheng's entire attention was focused on the person behind him, and he felt as if his throat was on fire.

At this moment, it was a miracle that he could even keep his mind from going completely blank. He was far from being able to think about the question Ji Yunshuang had raised.

He tried to ignore her soft fragrance and focused his attention on the Prince and the priestess.

He recalled the scene, saying, "He seemed to say that there were bugs that started eating his brain, and then he seemed to gradually lose his mind. First, he was writhing and convulsing on the ground, and then he started attacking us."

Recalling the scene at that time actually calmed his restless mind down a bit.

This time, he spoke in more detail than the first time. Ji Yunshuang also learned more details.

She thought for a moment and said, "Is it possible that the witch has been controlling him all along? When you found him, he had briefly escaped the witch's control?"

As she spoke, her warm breath touched his earlobe, and all his efforts were instantly in vain.

The restlessness that had just been suppressed suddenly resurfaced.

His throat went dry, and he had an urge to turn around, pull her into his arms, and crush her mercilessly.

Ji Yunshuang was completely unaware that she had set the fire.

She was completely absorbed in the incident involving Prince Duan and the witch.

She analyzed to herself, "It seems that the priestess cannot completely control Prince Duan."

It's unclear whether the insects mutated and became uncontrollable, or if there was some other reason.

After she finished speaking, seeing that Lu Yinheng did not answer, she leaned closer to his ear and asked, "What do you think?"

Lu Yinheng grunted.

"What's wrong?" Ji Yunshuang heard his muffled groan and, without suspecting anything, asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell again?"

Lu Yinheng was extremely embarrassed and quickly said, "No...no..."

Thinking about how she was always talking in his ear, which was why he reacted so strongly, he suggested, "How about I sit in the back? I feel like I've recovered now, so don't worry, I won't fall."