Nalan Yiren simply didn't know what fatigue was. Her body was clearly screaming for a break, yet she forced herself to keep going until the Taotie Gu finally fell asleep before she stopped her cultivation.
Chen Mo held Nalan Yiren's boneless-soft, cool and smooth delicate body in his arms. After a long silence, he said in a low voice, "From now on, you can't do this anymore."
Nalan Yiren didn't answer him. She quietly reached into the clothes thrown to the side, felt out a small porcelain bottle, poured out an elixir and swallowed it, then rolled over to the side to make room for Yue Ruyan. Without saying a single word, she lifted a corner of the quilt over herself and went straight to sleep.
To avoid pregnancy forcing the Taotie Gu's cultivation to pause, Nalan Yiren had always been consciously using contraception.
Chen Mo: "..."
"Ru Yan, it's getting late, let's rest too."
Chen Mo reached out a hand to Yue Ruyan, who was squatting by the stone platform.
