RBCT 044. Oral administration after oral administration
044. Oral administration after oral administration
Eve raised her eyebrows at the sound, but didn't pay much attention to the potion in Aleya's hand. Instead, she turned her head slightly to look at Xinlai.
"Does it hurt?"
What do you think...?
"hiss!"
Before Xinlai could finish speaking, Eve's hand "very accidentally" touched his wound, causing him to roll his eyes in pain and almost faint on the spot.
Eve put on an innocent look that said, "I really didn't mean to," and even though she was looking down, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.
"..."
Xinlai knew she was doing it on purpose!
Revenge, absolutely revenge!
But he wasn't thinking about that right now; his mind was completely focused on how to get through the rest of his recovery period...
Suddenly, Eve's small hand, which was being used to heal her wounds, was gently grasped.
Xinlai and Eve looked in the direction of the hand at the same time, and saw Aleya staring at them with a serious expression, holding the bottle of potion in her other hand.
"Wha...what's wrong?"
After hesitating for two seconds, Alaya introduced to Eve, "This is a high-grade healing potion made by our church. You can just swallow it directly."
Eve glanced down at the medicine, then looked up at Aleya: "Alright, I'll help you support His Highness while you pour the medicine down his throat..."
"But," Alaya said, her beautiful pink eyes fixed on Eve,
"If this medicine could be administered orally, its effects would be dozens of times greater, and the regeneration of flesh and the reconnection of bones would not be impossible."
Eve: <(。_。)>?
A blush suddenly appeared on Eve's cheeks. She vaguely sensed something and quickly shrank back, even putting some distance between herself and Xinlai.
"Miss Aleya, why are you telling me this... this?" Eve glanced at the eye drops and swallowed hard.
Aleya naturally crawled towards Eve's direction like an elegant kitten.
"Huh? Isn't Miss Eve supposed to be His Highness's personal maid?"
Eve braced herself with one hand behind her back and the other frantically shielding her face, somewhat surprised: "Miss Alaya, you...you...how did you know?!"
Alaya's expression remained serious, and the large, full headlights on her chest swayed gently in mid-air, giving Xinlai a strong visual impact and even making him temporarily forget his pain.
"Hmph... Since that's the case, then you can be the one to eat for His Highness the Third Prince."
As Alaya spoke, she felt that what she said made a lot of sense, and nodded affirmatively, "After all, I have only met His Highness the Third Prince a few times, so it would be too early to do such a thing now."
grunt.
The entire attic suddenly became inexplicably hot, and it was unclear whether the swallowing sound came from Eve or Xinlai.
"No, no!" Eve retreated hastily, shrinking to the other side of the attic. "I'm a witch! The magic concentration is too high; it will harm Your Highness... Ah!"
Before she could finish speaking, she felt a soft, fragrant body pull her into its embrace.
Aleya smiled knowingly and reached out to embrace Eve.
The large steamed bun and the small watermelon were squeezed together, their slender waists intertwined, and the bottle of healing potion was steadily placed into Eve's hand by Alaya.
"It's precisely because you're a witch that a high concentration of magically potent salivary amylase can better enhance the potion's effects!"
"But...but..."
Eve was so embarrassed that she couldn't speak coherently. She stared at the potion in her hand, her eyes filled with the fear of facing a colossal object.
"Oh dear... what's wrong with that?" Alaya lightly touched her pink lower lip with her fingertip, seemingly lost in thought.
"As a personal maid, don't you even have this much awareness...?"
Eve blushed, her heart pounded, and she stood frozen in place, holding the bottle of medicine, clearly engaged in a fierce internal struggle.
Xinlai's gaze shifted between the two, eventually meeting that of Aleya.
Alaya smiled slightly, a smile that made it hard to tell whether she was laughing at his inability to even handle his personal maid, or at Eve's current internal struggle.
Xinlai nodded slightly, very satisfied with what Alaya had done.
Alaya's ability to become the youngest high priestess is not solely due to her strength; she also needs keen insight.
She saw through Xinlai's intention to rescue Eve from the dungeon, so she lent a hand to help deepen the relationship between Eve and Xinlai. Even if things didn't work out, they would still be half a couple.
No matter what Sinley chooses, the direct descendants of the Tansting family will side with her for Eve's sake.
And she naturally chose to stand on Xinlai's side... not for any other reason than to live a life free from worldly strife.
He, Sinlai, can't possibly defeat Galund and Simeon and become the king of Asgard, can he?
……
a long time.
Perhaps it was Aleya's added fuel to the fire that made it work, because Eve actually turned her gaze toward Sinley with some hesitation.
A painful whimper escaped from deep within Xin Lai's throat. The wound on his left arm caused him to break out in a cold sweat, and he said weakly:
"If you dawdle any longer, I won't have time to take you to the territory to retrieve your things before your father is executed."
Eve was also conflicted, torn between two options.
"Then...can I drink it, spit it back into the bottle, and then give it to Your Highness...?"
Eve's voice trailed off as she spoke. Why make her do something so perverted and strange?
"No," Alaya shook her head professionally. "Enzyme activity only reaches its peak when the oral temperature is moderate, and that's when it's most effective."
"So," Eve shook the medicine in her hand, "Is it necessary for me to feed it to Your Highness by mouth...?"
"Yes, Miss Eve."
"..."
Xinlai lay in the corner, expressionless, with only fine beads of sweat from her injuries covering her forehead.
He looked at Eve, watching her seemingly trying to convince herself as she slowly moved closer to him.
Eve, you can do it...
But he's a big bad guy!
Didn't he just risk his life to save you...?
But this is my first kiss! How can I just give my first kiss to some annoying man like that?
What does this have to do with his first kiss? You were just doing your job, feeding him his medicine, that's just what a personal maid is supposed to do...
But, isn't kissing mouth to mouth the same as kissing?
Haven't you done anything besides kissing...?
Other?! What else have we done? Nothing! I haven't done anything strange with him...
No? You were in the same room, sleeping in the same bed... He left a hickey on your neck, you can probably still see it now...
Stop talking!! Stop talking!! Aaaaaaaah!
The little angel in Eve's mind was mercilessly sent back to heaven with a fork by the little devil.
A resolute glint flashed in her eyes.
Anyway, just this once...
"Eve..."
Just as Eve was still struggling with her inner conflict, Xinlai gently called to her.
"W-what... I, let me think about it again..."
Before Eve could finish speaking, Xinlai interrupted, "I can barely feel my left hand anymore..."
"..."
"You...I..."
She paused, as if hesitating and saying goodbye to everything in this world.
In the end, Eve nodded gently, seemingly resigned to her fate, and lingered beside Sinley.
"Then... then let's make it clear," Eve's voice trembled with a sob, tears glistening in her eyes, showing how much effort this decision had taken for her.
"Don't stick your tongue out."