My Demon Husband Is a Snake Chapter 1252: Yu Rongling Side Story 3

"Hey, why the heck would you want to cook yourself? And add so many carrots?" As the sound of water rose, Yu Rongling was lifted out of the iron pot by a pair of lotus arms, the young girl in front looking helpless.

Yu Rongling only felt his body temperature was even higher than when he was in the pot earlier, "That’s because I... I..."

Stuttered for a long time, but no follow-up came.

Just looked at the young girl with a lovesick expression.

Darn it, like Second Uncle when he saw Second Aunt.

His tongue tied itself into a bow on top of his head!

"Second Aunt." Lin Batian tugged at Qing Shen’s hem, "Second Uncle used to want to eat you, even planned to cook you, he regrets it deeply, so he wants to stew himself in the pot."

"That’s all long past, quit it!" Qing Shen looked at Lin Batian’s pitiful little face, furrowing her brow.

She bit her teeth, holding Yu Rongling and headed towards her living place, "Tiantian, I’m taking your Second Uncle to heal, he’s badly injured."

"Ah? What do we do? Will he die?" Lin Batian’s tears fell in big drops, like a floor covered in shattered pearls, "If he dies, fine, but daddy and mommy will be heartbroken and angry with me, they won’t care about me anymore."

"Don’t worry, I’ll take him to my place to heal, won’t let the Young Madam and young master find out." Qing Shen comforted Lin Batian with a worried heart, thinking Second Master was really unreliable.

Already in the uncle role, and still letting a child worry on his behalf.

Arriving at her abode, Qing Shen placed the red-skinned Yu Rongling on the bed, "I’ll go brew medicine for you, wait a moment."

"Alright, I’ll wait for you, Little Fairy." Yu Rongling lay on Little Fairy’s bed, breathing in the faint ginseng scent, feeling as if he were in heaven.

Watching Qing Shen leave impressively, he fell into a trance, thinking how wonderful it’d be if he could sleep on this bed for a lifetime.

"Look at you, no ambition at all, just entered Second Aunt’s boudoir and got this drunk. If you really marry Second Aunt, wouldn’t you ascend to heaven?" Lin Batian took out a silver needle, stabbing each of Yu Rongling’s thirty-six fatal points.

Yu Rongling was jolted awake by pain, "Ouch, you little brat, you’re killing me! Why are you stabbing my fatal points? What do you want? I wasn’t burned to death by your heavenly fire, now you want to stab me to death??"

Alas, oh dear!!

What on earth did big brother and sister-in-law give birth to??

Clearly Little Dumpling is so obedient, so very well-behaved, adorable, and sensible.

Indeed, it was mom Qing Li’s foresight, knowing early on she’d be a havoc-wreaking demon head, giving her such a super fitting name.

Subsequently, Yu Rongling lost consciousness.

"Second Aunt, it’s a big problem." Lin Batian’s eyes were red from crying, "Second Uncle is toast!"

Second Uncle oh Second Uncle, I’ve shed so many tears for you.

Still won’t get a wife, just buy a rope yourself and hang yourself.

"When I pulled him out, he was still alright." Qing Shen put down the ginseng soup in her hand, taking Yu Rongling’s pulse.

Unable to feel Yu Rongling’s pulse, her face suddenly turned grim, "Really... done for."

"Let me take a look." Third Lady Yin jumped out of the cheongsam.

Old hands touching Yu Rongling’s wrist.

Lin Batian pursed his lips, feeling a bit nervous.

Medical Immortal Grandma of the Rat Tribe had such advanced skills, might she discover his little trick?

If she finds out, push all the blame on Second Uncle.

Third Lady Yin glanced at Lin Batian, who was guilty, silent for a few seconds, then said, "Really breathed his last, Second Master sacrificed his life for Shenshen, but he deserved it. Who told him to bully Miss Shen so often in the past?"

"Third Lady Grandma you’re talking nonsense, harm lingers for a thousand years, how could he be toast!" Qing Shen propped up Yu Rongling’s back, hurriedly pouring ginseng soup into his mouth to save him.