The general's eldest daughter has a spatial ability

Following Li Liuyun's gaze, Nangong looked at the two people in the mirror and saw that they had the exact same hairstyle.

In the mirror, Li Liuyun has an oval face, willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of peach blossom eyes that seem to smile, long, naturally curled eyelashes, a high nose bridge, and upturned red lips.

She herself has an androgynous face, and now, dressed in women's clothing, she appears even more alluring.

Li Liuyun looked at Nangong Li in the mirror and pinched his face: "You're a man, what are you doing with such good looks? Are you trying to kill women? Look at you now, I feel ashamed of myself standing next to you."

You're like a rich young lady, and I'm just the maid who serves you. It's infuriating to compare people like this. Did you save the galaxy in your past life?

You have doting parents, a noble birth, and are so good-looking. There's even a throne waiting for you to inherit! You've got all these advantages; no wonder people say being born into the right family is a skill!

Nangong Li smiled slightly upon hearing Li Liuyun's words, and reached out to pull Li Liuyun into his arms: "What you said is not complete. There is another thing that is enviable and makes people jealous, but you didn't mention it!"

Li Liuyun looked at Nangong Li with suspicion: "What else do you have that makes people envious? Or is there something I don't know? Quickly tell me the truth."

Nangong Li raised his hand and gently pinched Li Liuyun's nose: "My greatest advantage in this life is not my background, nor is it my immense wealth, nor is it that I have a throne to inherit. Rather, it is that I have a beautiful fiancée who comes from a prestigious family, possesses superb medical skills, and is omnipotent!"

After hearing Nangong Li's words, Li Liuyun kissed Nangong Li on the cheek, put his arms around Nangong Li's neck, and said with a smile, "Hmm! You know how to please another woman with that mouth of yours, I love hearing it! You can say it more often in the future!"

Nangong Li smiled and looked at Li Liuyun, pressing his finger against Li Liuyun's red lips: "Since Seventeen likes to hear it, I will definitely say it more in the future, but this reward is not enough."

Li Liuyun smiled and said, "As long as you make me happy, whatever reward you want, just say the word. I have plenty of money!"

Nangong Li gave Li Liuyun a meaningful look: "You said it yourself, so I won't hold back!"

Before Li Liuyun could react, Nangong Li finished speaking, cupped the back of Li Liuyun's head with one hand, and pressed his lips against Li Liuyun's.

Li Liuyun then realized that Nangong Li was kissing her. However, looking at Nangong Li's current appearance as a woman, Li Liuyun felt that it had a lesbian connotation. Just as she was about to say no, Nangong Li took advantage of her vulnerability and, after some entanglement, Li Liuyun surrendered. She could only close her eyes, hug Nangong Li's neck, and let him do as he pleased.

Nangong Li's kiss started as fierce as a storm, but gradually it became as gentle and tender as a drizzle. After a passionate kiss, Li Liuyun opened his eyes and pushed Nangong Li away.

Looking at the woman in his arms, Nangong Li saw that her eyes were alluring and her face was as beautiful as a peach blossom. Her lips had become even redder and fuller because of his desire. Nangong Li held Li Liuyun even tighter.

Nangong Li held Li Liuyun in his arms, burying his head in Li Liuyun's neck, his voice low and hoarse: "Seventeen, I really want you to grow up quickly..."

Li Liuyun was both amused and exasperated by Nangong Li's words: "You brought this on yourself. Why did you have to keep provoking me? Alright, let me go now!"

Hearing Li Liuyun's words, Nangong Li didn't let go; instead, he hugged her even tighter: "Don't move, let me hold you a little longer..."

Hearing Nangong Li's words, Li Liuyun stopped struggling and let Nangong Li hold her in his arms. After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Nangong Li heard Li Liuyun's even breathing.

This left Nangong Li somewhat dumbfounded: Was he the only one suffering here, while the little one in his arms was sound asleep, oblivious to everything?!

On second thought, there was a difference in time between the space and the outside world, and there was still a long time before nightfall. Thinking that Li Liuyun might be tired from traveling recently or frequently manipulating the space, Nangong Li gently picked up Li Liuyun and put him on the bed.

Then he lifted the covers and crawled in himself, reaching out to pull Li Liuyun into his arms. After a moment, the two of them drifted off to sleep.

At this moment, far away in the Puji Nunnery outside the capital of the Southern Frontier, Lin Miao'er lay on the bed, her face flushed, covered with a thick quilt, but her body was trembling.

The maidservant who served her closely would occasionally place a damp towel on Lin Miao'er's forehead, her face full of anxiety and heartache: "Miss, why are you doing this to yourself? Grandfather sent word a few days ago that he wants to bring you back to the manor, saying that the Imperial Preceptor misses you!"

Even if you don't want to go back home, you could find other reasons. There's no need to brave the cold wind and take a cold bath in the middle of the night. Look at you now, your cold is getting worse, and your fever won't go down. How are you going to set off home tomorrow?

The Prime Minister has given his orders: even if you can't get out of bed, he'll carry you onto a carriage and take you back to the manor for treatment. And the Flower Goddess Festival is just around the corner; the Prime Minister hasn't found a suitable woman to participate yet, and he's counting on you to be chosen. The day is only two days away, what are we going to do?

Lin Miao, lying on the bed, was delirious with fever. Her body alternated between feeling as cold as if she were in an ice cellar and as hot as if she were being roasted by fire. The maid's incessant chatter in her ears made Lin Miao's head feel even heavier.

In a daze, Lin Miao felt herself being helped up. Then, she tasted bitter medicine in her mouth. Helpless, she had no strength at all and had no choice but to swallow it.

Seeing that Lin Miao had drunk half a bowl of medicine, the maid helped her lie down again: "Master Jingyi, when will my young lady's high fever subside? The Prime Minister is not expected to return to the manor tomorrow."

The person called Abbess Jingyi glanced at Lin Miao and shook her head: "Later, have someone go down the mountain to buy a jug of strong liquor. If your young lady still has a high fever after half an hour, use a handkerchief dipped in the liquor to wipe her whole body. That should bring down the fever by tomorrow morning!"

The maid nodded after hearing what Abbess Jingyi said: "Then I'll have someone go and buy some to prepare for any eventuality."

Abbess Jingyi nodded: "Very well then, this humble nun will take her leave now!"

The young maid stood up, clasped her hands together, and said, "Thank you, Abbess Jingyi!"

Master Jingyi returned the greeting with her hands clasped together: "There is no need for such formality, benefactor. A nun should be compassionate. I will take my leave now."

After Abbess Jingyi left, the maidservant came to the door and instructed the accompanying old woman to go down the mountain to buy wine. Unexpectedly, a dark shadow flashed by and headed towards the room where Lin Miao was staying.