Super Soldier in the City-Chapter 1290 - 1340: This Can’t Be Real, Right?

"Alright!" Zhou Xiaoyue gritted her teeth and agreed, but immediately, tears of grievance began streaming down her face.

Li Yifei hastily said, "Little Yue, don’t cry. It shouldn’t be anything serious. Typically, in falls like this, the most vulnerable part is the coccyx. If the coccyx is fine, then it’s just a surface injury, nothing too significant."

As he spoke, Li Yifei crouched down beside Zhou Xiaoyue, placed both hands under her armpits, and said, "Lie on my lap, let me take a look."

"Ah!" Zhou Xiaoyue’s face instantly turned bright red. Li Yifei had so abruptly placed his hands there without any warning, and the position was alarmingly close to her chest—an area particularly sensitive for a young woman, and definitely a place a man shouldn’t touch.

However, Li Yifei wasn’t thinking about that at all. Zhou Xiaoyue was Ye Yunzhu’s cousin and also a good friend of Chu Xiaoyao, so in his eyes, Zhou Xiaoyue was more like family. Furthermore, because of Chu Xiaoyao, he even had a somewhat elder-like attitude towards her, so his actions felt entirely natural.

Li Yifei lifted her and laid her across his lap, but Zhou Xiaoyue felt even more embarrassed. Her current posture, with her bottom raised, was beyond mortifying.

To make matters worse, Li Yifei’s hands lightly touched her bottom during the process, making her even more ashamed and tense all over.

"Don’t be nervous, relax. Tell me where it hurts."

As he spoke, Li Yifei gently pressed his finger against her coccyx.

"Ah..." Zhou Xiaoyue let out a cry.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Li Yifei quickly frowned.

"Just... a little bit," Zhou Xiaoyue stammered.

"Is it a sharp pain, or just mildly uncomfortable?" Li Yifei pressed for clarification.

"It hurts... it does hurt, but maybe not very badly."

Li Yifei adjusted the position and pressed lightly on a different area of her coccyx. "How about now?"

"No... no pain."

"Oh, then it’s fine. The coccyx likely took a hard bump, but the bone isn’t damaged. It should just be bruised up a bit.

He helped Zhou Xiaoyue sit upright and said, "Try walking a few steps and see if it’s alright."

Zhou Xiaoyue took a few tentative steps and said, "It’s fine; nothing too serious, just that initial fall was quite painful."

"Taking you out for dinner and letting you get hurt—if your cousin finds out, I’ll surely be blamed for not taking good care of you."

Chu Xiaoyao chuckled and said, "Don’t worry, don’t worry. Yunzhu wouldn’t be so petty."

"Little Yue, where do you want to go now? I’ll take you."

Chu Xiaoyao interjected, "Sending her somewhere now wouldn’t put me at ease. She should stay with us. Oh, how about this—let’s book a suite, and Little Yue can stay in the outer room."

Though slightly inconvenient, Li Yifei thought this was a good idea and agreed. But Zhou Xiaoyue quickly protested, "No, no, I’ll just head back to school."

"Absolutely not. Even if we book a suite, you wouldn’t be sleeping in the same room as us. Or are you worried my husband might have some ulterior motives toward you?" Chu Xiaoyao teased while giving Zhou Xiaoyue a knowing look.

Zhou Xiaoyue rolled her eyes at her and said, "I’m worried about you."

"Haha, don’t worry. Later, I’ll share something with you; you definitely won’t regret hearing it."

"Is that so? If you’re lying to me, I won’t let it slide."

Li Yifei took the girls out of the restaurant and found a nearby hotel, booking the nicest suite available.

The hotel was four-star, and while the suite wasn’t quite presidential-level, it was incredibly luxurious and spacious, featuring two separate bedrooms and a large living room. Upon seeing the setup, Zhou Xiaoyue felt relieved. With Li Yifei and Chu Xiaoyao in a separate room, she wouldn’t feel awkward.

But as soon as they entered the suite and Zhou Xiaoyue sat on the sofa, she shot up instantly, clutching her sore bottom with a pained expression.

"You didn’t seem this uncomfortable sitting in the car earlier," Chu Xiaoyao observed curiously.

Grimacing, Zhou Xiaoyue replied, "I was being careful in the car, so it didn’t hurt as much. But now I forgot—ouch, it’s killing me."

Li Yifei chuckled at her reaction and said, "Alright, I’ll buy you some medicine later. Xiaoyao can help apply it on your bruise, and by tomorrow or the day after, you’ll be fine."

"Thanks, Brother-in-law," Zhou Xiaoyue said, showing gratitude.

Li Yifei put down his belongings and stepped out to run the errand.

As soon as he left, Chu Xiaoyao’s eyes sparkled mischievously. She burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at? You’re such a schadenfreude!" Zhou Xiaoyue glared at her.

Still grinning, Chu Xiaoyao replied, "I’m not laughing at your misfortune; I just find it funny. Think about it—I joked about you becoming my husband’s woman, and then you trip and fall, landing on your butt of all places. Now my husband has to deal with it—you tell me, isn’t this too coincidental?"

"Coincidental my foot! Why don’t you try falling and see how it feels—it’s excruciating," Zhou Xiaoyue snapped, casting her a sharp look.

Chu Xiaoyao giggled cheekily and said, "If my husband keeps refusing me, I might actually stage something like that."

"Who else has as shameless a face as you?" Zhou Xiaoyue rolled her eyes again and then headed to the smaller bedroom. Throwing herself onto the bed, she said, "Help me check if it’s really bruised badly."

Chu Xiaoyao agreed and tugged down Zhou Xiaoyue’s pants, teasing, "Your butt is so white."

"Chu Xiaoyao, are you for real?!" Zhou Xiaoyue snapped, pinching Chu Xiaoyao angrily.

"What? It *is* white." Chu Xiaoyao yelped initially in pain but quickly broke into laughter. But upon seeing the purpling bruise on Zhou Xiaoyue’s coccyx, she stuck her tongue out and said, "Wow, you actually fell pretty hard."

"Obviously—otherwise, why would it hurt so much?"

"My hubby should really give you a massage. His technique is so good—won’t hurt you and will heal you quicker."

"Go to hell!" Zhou Xiaoyue retorted, giving her a kick.

Chu Xiaoyao laughed heartily and leaned onto the bed beside her, staring at Zhou Xiaoyue’s face.

"Why are you staring at me like that? You don’t recognize me now?" Zhou Xiaoyue snapped.

Chu Xiaoyao shook her head thoughtfully and said, "I’m pondering something."

"What are you pondering?" Zhou Xiaoyue asked in confusion.

Chu Xiaoyao sighed dramatically and said, "Little Yue, what happens if, someday, one of us gets old while the other stays forever young—would we still be such good friends?"

"That’s impossible. No one can stay forever young," Zhou Xiaoyue answered, baffled by her seemingly nonsensical question.

"I’m serious. From now on, I won’t age anymore. Even when I’m fifty or sixty, I’ll still look like this. But you... twenty is fine, thirty you’ll start to show, and by forty, you’ll be a middle-aged woman—but I’ll still be a young girl. How could we still be friends?"

Zhou Xiaoyue pressed her hand against Chu Xiaoyao’s forehead, then her own, saying, "You don’t have a fever, so why are you spouting nonsense?"

Chu Xiaoyao sighed again and said, "I’m telling the truth. If you weren’t my best friend, I wouldn’t even share this with you."

"Xiaoyao, what are you even talking about?" Zhou Xiaoyue asked, feeling slightly spooked by her friend’s strange demeanor.

"Little Yue, I’m going to tell you a secret. This secret is for you alone—you must not tell anyone else."

For a moment, Zhou Xiaoyue was genuinely taken aback by Chu Xiaoyao’s level of seriousness. She hurriedly promised, "I swear, I won’t tell a soul."

"Alright, then I’ll tell you—my hubby discovered a method that can keep us from ever looking old."

"Stay forever young?" Zhou Xiaoyue’s eyes widened.

"Not exactly eternal life, but before fifty or sixty, at least, we can stay looking youthful, just like now."

"Oh my gosh, how is that even possible?" Zhou Xiaoyue shook her head in disbelief.

"Why would I lie? Ask your cousin if you don’t believe me."

"This... how is this done? Can you teach me?" Zhou Xiaoyue stammered, her curiosity getting the best of her.

"It’s not something you can learn alone—it requires working with my husband."

"What do you mean?"

"It means you have to sleep with my husband and practice dual cultivation together."

"What?!" Zhou Xiaoyue’s eyes nearly popped out of her head.

"That’s why I want you to become one of his women. Only then could you stay young like me, and we could keep being best friends. I can’t bear the thought of you becoming an old lady while I stay like this."

"This... this is too absurd!" Zhou Xiaoyue exclaimed, her face a mask of disbelief.

"I understand it sounds crazy—I didn’t believe it at first either. But my hubby has already helped several women in the family develop True Qi, and it’s made them very powerful. I’ll be next during this holiday—once I have it, I’ll be incredible too. Being with my husband comes with a lot of perks."

Still processing everything, Zhou Xiaoyue stared at Chu Xiaoyao, utterly dumbfounded. She was so shocked that she didn’t even notice when Li Yifei returned with the medicine. Her pants were still pulled down, left forgotten in the wake of Chu Xiaoyao’s jaw-dropping secret.