Satisfying Zhu Wenqian

"Yes yes, milady queen shall be satisfied." Yang Wei said humbly.

Zhu Wenqian curled her lips upward as she grinned happily.

As she tried to open her mouth to speak, she suddenly began coughing up a mouthful of blood. 

Some of the blood was even splatter onto Yang Wei's clothes since she was still embraced by him.

"Cough cough." Zhu Wenqian coughed a few more times before showing a bitter smile.

Meanwhile, Yang Wei hurriedly tried to inject some of his spiritual qi to heal her up.

"Are you really alright?" Yang Wei asked with a worried look on his face.

"Yeah, I'm definitely alright despite coughing a mouthful of blood just now." Zhu Wenqian sneered in a sarcastic manner.

Yang Wei laughed awkwardly as he apologized once again for causing her to be in this state.

"Stop apologizing and cook me that whatever chicken you've said!" Zhu Wenqian said as she pushed him away.

Yang Wei nodded his head.