Shocked! I've become a female-dominated powerhouse!

After Mu Shengyuan calmed down, the itchy fingers that he had felt earlier started to itch again.

He was so excited about shooting people with toy guns that he temporarily ignored this change. Later, he was caught up in his past memories and had a relapse, so he forgot that his hands were itchy.

But now that things have quieted down, he can really feel it again.

“My dear bride, it’s so itchy.” Mu Shengyuan felt that this itching was not normal, so he held up his finger and showed it to Miao Yi.

Miao Yi also took a liking to the fingers the boy offered. She noticed that the boy's fingers had distinct bones, were fair and slender, and were undeniably delicate and beautiful.

However, the area around the index finger started to turn red little by little, and even small red dots appeared. The redness spread from the tip of the index finger downwards or to both sides, and all three fingers turned red and even became a little swollen.

"What happened? Did you touch something?" Miao Yi reached out and touched it.

Mu Shengyuan instinctively flinched, even letting out a delicate cry of pain.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Miao asked.

Mu Shengyuan shook his head, then nodded.

"What do you mean?"

“It’s itchy if you don’t touch it. It hurts when the bride touches it, but it doesn’t hurt much, just a little bit. Yuan Yuan can bear it.” Mu Shengyuan said, and stretched out his other intact hand, gesturing with his fingers, as if it really did hurt only a little bit, just as he said.

"Alright then." Miao Yi stopped looking at Miao Yi's childish gestures.

Instead, she looked intently at his hand and enveloped it with her mental energy.

"How are you feeling?" Miao Ying looked up and asked, but she met the boy's blinking eyes, which were clear and bright. Miao Ying inexplicably felt something and touched her heart.

"How amazing." Mu Shengyuan blinked and quickly gave an answer.

"Wh-what's wrong?" Miao Yi looked at the boy's bright eyes, and as he spoke, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, causing Miao Yi to pause subconsciously.

"It doesn't seem to hurt anymore!" Mu Shengyuan withdrew his hand and looked at it again and again, as if he were looking at something magical.

Originally, there were small red spots, but after some kind of treatment by Miao Yi, those red spots gradually faded away, and he didn't even feel any itching or slight pain.

"It's good that it doesn't hurt anymore." Miao Yi didn't look at those eyes again, and Miao Yi also recovered.

After thinking for a while, Miao Yi said to Mu Shengyuan:

"When you hit that fruit in the future, don't touch its juice."

"Hmm? Why?" After hearing what Miao Yi said, Mu Shengyuan roughly understood what had happened. When he was trying out the toy gun earlier, he fired a shot that landed on a bamboo. He then used his finger to touch the bamboo that had been hit.

So his hands got some fruit juice on them, which is why his fingers were itchy?

What will happen to the person he beat up...? Mu Shengyuan suddenly felt a little expectant.

"This juice contains a mild allergen, which is most likely to affect people with delicate skin like you. If it were someone with thicker skin and stronger resistance, they wouldn't be harmed by this juice." Miao thought that the boy was just a person with intellectual disabilities and he probably wouldn't understand what she was saying.

Miao Yi originally didn't want to say it, but her gaze fell on the boy's curious thirst for knowledge, and she subconsciously began to explain it to him.

"Oh—" Mu Shengyuan uttered a long "oh," as if he understood, yet also as if he didn't. His clear black and white eyes darted around as if he were trying hard to understand what Miao Yi was saying.

But in the end, they seemed to lose their heads and become dejected, as if they couldn't understand anything.

"Yuanyuan doesn't quite understand. Bride, wife, is Yuanyuan very stupid?"

"No, just know not to easily break the fruit in the future. If you do break it, wash it with some sodium hydroxide or alkali."

"??! Bride, what is sodium acid? Um, alkali." Mu Shengyuan really didn't understand. He originally thought that the juice had a slight toxin, and that those young masters would suffer if he sprayed it on them.

But now... what are all those things that Miao Yi was talking about, those acids and bases?

"Soapberry, wood ash, or animal oil can also be used." Miao Yicai realized that this ancient era was quite backward in terms of technological development.

"Oh, Yuanyuan understands! So if your hands are itchy, you can wash them with soap, right?" I didn't expect that these things could neutralize the toxins from this fruit.

"Yuanyuan knows what soapberry is, right? Does the bride know what it is?" Mu Shengyuan said happily, always remembering his silly persona.

"Hmm... I don't know." Seeing how happy the boy was, Miao Yi's words took a roundabout way.

Mu Shengyuan's excited expression almost froze, but he firmly maintained his foolish persona. He quickly switched to a "praise me" look and continued:

"The bride and mistress don't know, but Yuan Yuan will tell you."

"Okay." Miao Yi nodded. She felt that although the boy was noisy, she found it quite comfortable.

"Hehe, soapberry, Yuanyuan knows, it's for washing clothes..."

………………

Miao Yi and Mu Shengyuan returned home happily.

But the school is about to explode!