His robe was messy, revealing his well-built chest muscles and his smooth, white skin as snow. His face was ruddy, and his flesh was hot.
She immediately knew that he didn’t use his spiritual power to digest the spiritual wine.
She stood up and went to the kitchen to make something for him.
"Brother, can you hear me?" She woke him up to let him digest the spiritual wine and eat something.
(Do I use ’digest’ correctly here?)
"Yue’er... It’s so painful... here." He muttered to himself and kept calling her name.
Shenlian Yingyue hurriedly put her two fingers on his wrist and breathed a sigh of relief that he was fine.
However, she smelled the gloomy breath in this room, and Shenlian Yinzhu refused to open his eyes.
As she was thinking if she should force the wine out of his body by herself, the drunk man suddenly opened his eyes.
The plum, purple, and golden eyes were hazy, as if the heavy fog was shrouding inside.
"Yue’er, you’re finally here." He showed a smile and raised his hand to stroke her face, wanting to feel her presence.
He suddenly pulled her over, and her slender body was pressed against his. She had no vigilance towards everyone here; hence, she was easily pulled by him.
"Don’t leave me alone; don’t fall in love with them... It’s hard to breathe." He held her body tightly and suddenly changed the posture as he was the one pressing on top of her.
His jade-like, slender fingers meticulously caressed her face as if he wanted to confirm that she was now in his arms. She was his.
Instead of forcing her, like he did when he first met her, he only put his face on her neck to feel her warmth.
"Yue’er, it’s good that you’re in my arms." He brushed the tip of his nose and lips on her skin.
"Brother, get up and speak with me." She patted his back, and her spiritual power was injected inside of his body carefully.
As soon as he showed a sign of resistance, she immediately took back her spiritual power.
Cultivators would not allow others to inject their spiritual powers inside of them. Doing so would make others easily attack them. Unless they trusted someone to the extreme, they would allow them to do so.
Even if he was not sober now, his instincts told him that he must not do something hurtful to the person he loved dearly in his arms.
He was familiar with her gentle spiritual power, so he didn’t stop her gentleness from invading him.
Shenlian Yingyue finally focused on digesting the spiritual wine with her spiritual power. None of the alcohol was left.
After she did that, she wanted to feed him the Spiritual Water to make sure that he was sober.


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