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Chu Qianli was indeed holding Ye Qingying, because Ye Qingying had gone into a devilish frenzy.
When Feng Yexuan entered the room, she had just sealed a major acupoint on Ye Qingying's back with a silver needle.
Ye Qingying calmed down, but her position seemed as though she was embracing him.
Feng Yexuan misunderstood, became angry, and left; she wanted to follow him, but how could she with her master in this condition?
"Miss, the hot water is ready," Yuxing, who had gone out to fetch the water, was unaware of what had actually happened.
Chu Qianli released Ye Qingying and, together with Yuxing, supported him.
"Master, how are you feeling?"
Ye Qingying furrowed his brow, and it took a great effort before his consciousness returned.
"What did I do just now?" He did not know if he had been dreaming or what, but it seemed he had lashed out.
Chu Qianli turned her head and glanced at Yuxing.
Half of Yuxing's face was still swollen.
