When Long Ling was an imperial chef in the palace, the old head physician of the Imperial Hospital, who had traveled far and wide as a divine doctor, was also a famous gourmand.

He often came to her to discuss recipes, and over time, he and the old head physician became friends despite their age difference.

It never hurts to have more skills.

At the time, Long Ling, in order to take care of her elderly grandmother, apprenticed to the old head physician, learning some secret massage techniques for treating the injured, but before she could reach the age of twenty-five and be released from the palace, she came to this current world.

Fortunately, her cousin was there to take care of her grandmother, and the salary she had earned over the years was sent back home, so her cousin should be able to support her grandmother well in her later years.

Right now, the techniques she had once learned should be able to be used on Miss Evil Dragon, so that, with her still being useful to Miss Evil Dragon, Miss Evil Dragon should be able to let her go, right?

Long Ling was emboldened again by Miss Evil Dragon, and she proclaimed, “I will work hard to help you get better!”

Violet gazed at Long Ling’s clear blue eyes, unable to understand why this little milk dragon always had such vigorous vitality.

Just a moment ago, she was like a frost-bitten eggplant, but in a short while, she had mustered her energy and was ready to go.

Violet had never seen such a dragon, but that didn’t stop her from thinking this was just a temporary novelty for the young dragon.

“Try if you want.”

Her crippled legs were abnormally painful, as if an ax was violently hammering at her fragile leg bones.

Ordinary people would probably have screamed loudly in pain, but Violet, as a senior officer of Gris Harbor, had an extremely strong endurance, which was the reason why she stood out among all the Alphas.

At this moment, except for a little sweat appearing on her forehead, anyone looking at her would see that she had always been in a calm and composed state, and only the taut veins on the back of her thin hand revealed her physical discomfort.

Violet looked down at Long Ling, watching Long Ling tremblingly stretch out her small hands and place them on her slender legs, as if gently touching a piece of fragile tofu.

Her dark golden pupils gradually narrowed, and she lazily changed to a more comfortable sitting position.

The scales of dragons are the most indestructible things in this world.

If it hadn’t been for that shell specially developed by the humans to deal with dragons, her dragon scales would never have been injured and shattered, resulting in the newly grown scales after the injury healed not being as hard or beautiful as the old scales.

After the little milk dragon’s cool fingers were placed on her legs, the force used was negligible, not as noticeable as the strawberry pheromones on her body.

The swollen gland became hot again, and Violet couldn’t help but suddenly clench the bed sheet.

Although she had never combined with a dragon before, she had experience working with Alphas.

Why would this little milk dragon’s pheromones cause her to have such a strong reaction?

Could it be that her and this little milk dragon’s pheromones had a match rate of over ninety percent?

Long Ling’s heart was pounding nervously, and sweat had soaked through the clothes on her back several times.

She tried to find the acupoints, but didn’t dare to use too much force, for fear of accidentally hurting Miss Evil Dragon.

Miss Evil Dragon’s legs were very long, and her skin was fair and delicate, like a exquisitely crafted piece of art.

Her fingers felt cool to the touch, soft and elastic, making her want to hold them.

She had a natural noble temperament, and an unassailable majesty.

Long Ling warned herself that she must not be clumsy this time.

Long Ling used her slender fingers to measure inch by inch, and the more she measured, the more she felt that Miss Evil Dragon’s legs were so beautiful!

Long Ling’s cheeks slowly turned red and a little hot.

She finally found the acupoint that the imperial physician had mentioned, and poked it with her snow-white fingers, “Duchess, can you feel it here?”

An ambiguous “Mmm” came from above her head.

Long Ling’s heart inexplicably accelerated.

She tentatively pinched it gently,

“What about this?
Does it hurt if I pinch it?”

Violet lowered her eyes to look at the little milk dragon’s fine sweat on her forehead, and noticed the little milk dragon’s flushed earlobes.

It seemed that she didn’t dislike her crippled legs, but was seriously trying to find a way to treat her.

But doing so was just a waste of effort.

The torment of years of leg pain was always with her.

She had completely lost hope and didn’t think she could get better.

Violet lowered her eyelashes, her emotions were very indifferent, “It doesn’t hurt.”

Since it didn’t hurt, then could she secretly pinch back at Miss Evil Dragon for bullying her just now?

Long Ling went over it in her mind, and stopped her childish desire for revenge.

Miss Evil Dragon was already miserable enough, she couldn’t add insult to injury.

Long Ling checked a few other places, and found that Miss Evil Dragon’s legs had actually recovered, but for some reason, she had lost the ability to stand, and was no longer sensitive to the sense of touch.

This might not be something that could be cured by a simple massage.

It also needed to be combined with medicinal cuisine to nourish her.

Perhaps then, there could be some improvement.

Would Miss Evil Dragon cooperate with her?

Long Ling frowned slightly, then looked up and very optimistically comforted Miss Evil Dragon,

“It’s okay, regular massage will get better one day. You will definitely be able to fully recover!”

Violet didn’t speak, just quietly gazing at Long Ling.

“Duchess Violet, I will work hard to help you recover.
Please don’t give up hope easily.”

Long Ling’s gaze was firm and powerful, giving Violet a bright smile.

She was like the summer sunshine, her ice-blue pupils had no melancholy at all, and everything she made people think of was refreshing and bright.

Violet couldn’t help but be stunned, and pursed her thin lips slightly.

Where did the little milk dragon get her confidence?

Long Ling quickly lowered her head, kneeling on one knee beside Miss Evil Dragon’s legs.

She was afraid her fingers would freeze Miss Evil Dragon, so she first blew hot air into her palms, and rubbed her cold fingertips vigorously.

Only when she was sure she was warm, did she begin to massage Miss Evil Dragon’s legs using the method taught by the imperial physician.

The little milk dragon’s strange and mysterious ritual made Violet raise her eyebrows slightly.

Her gaze quietly rested on Long Ling.

When her warm fingers were completely贴 (tiē) against her skin, it was different from the feeling of poking everywhere just now.

The girl’s soft, slender fingers gently stroked, like the most gentle and delicate spring breeze, tenderly healing everything.

Long Ling knew that massage, like making imperial cuisine, required processing the ingredients just right, mastering precise and ingenious heat control, and using the most suitable cooking methods to bring out the most beautiful flavor of the food.

Although she had switched bodies, her memory was still there.

When she really started massaging, the strength in her wrists was much stronger than that of ordinary people.

Violet gradually felt Long Ling’s powerful fingers gently kneading through the surface of her skin.

The cold and dark places were dispelled, and a warm heat was generated.

Violet’s eyes narrowed slightly, she leaned against the velvet pillow, and crossed her arms, her slender fingers half-dangling on her arms, feeling the warmth that was scattered a little by little through the haze by the broken sunlight.

The aggressive strawberry pheromones in the air didn’t seem to be that strong anymore, and Violet’s body gradually relaxed.

Long Ling massaged for a while, and felt that it was almost enough, so she gradually stopped, “Miss Violet, do you feel a little more comfortable?”

Violet lazily opened her eyes, “Continue.”

Long Ling quickly started massaging again, until the muscles in her wrists felt a little sore, then she asked, “Is it okay now?”

Violet’s voice was hoarse, still those two words, “Continue.”

Long Ling buried her head and continued to knead and knead, this time for longer than twice the previous time combined, and her wrists were a little shaky, “Is it okay now?”

Violet didn’t respond to her for a long time.

Long Ling couldn’t help but start to worry in her heart.

Was she going to have to continue?

She quit!

She quit!

Kill her, and she still won’t do it!

She had kneaded for almost three hours, and it was almost dawn!

When Long Ling decided to risk being eaten by Miss Evil Dragon in order to go on strike and protest, she suddenly looked up and saw Miss Evil Dragon’s peaceful sleeping face.

Violet’s breathing was even and shallow, with some faint dark circles under her eyes, as if she hadn’t had a good night’s sleep in a long time.

The scent of red roses was no longer so strong, smelling faint, with a sense of being high above and unable to bear the cold.

Her cold white legs had been kneaded into a light pink color, like extremely beautiful petals that had been into pristine ice and snow.

Such a fascinating Miss Evil Dragon, when awake, was a beautiful and sexy femme fatale, and when asleep, was like a beauty sung in ancient ballads, and still from the dragon clan that Long Ling had never dared to think about before, and had never come into contact with.

“Duchess.” Long Ling’s voice softened, and she called out softly to Miss Evil Dragon.

“Miss Evil Dragon.” Long Ling’s voice was even quieter.

“Big Evil Dragon, are you asleep?” Long Ling got closer to Miss Evil Dragon’s cheek and muttered to herself.

She should have checked earlier to see if Big Evil Dragon was asleep, so she might not have had to knead for so long, and her wrists were a little sore.

Long Ling moved her wrists a little, feeling much more comfortable.

Damn Big Evil Dragon, all she knew was how to bully her!

She had fallen asleep, and didn’t even know to let her stop!

Long Ling only dared to shout a few times in her heart.

If Miss Evil Dragon found out, she would definitely swallow her in one bite!

But Miss Evil Dragon was now her fiancée, and would be her partner in the future.

Long Ling slowly approached Miss Evil Dragon, wanting to see Miss Evil Dragon’s face more clearly.

Miss Evil Dragon’s lip shape was very beautiful, like delicate rose petals, using a dark red lipstick.

Such a lipstick color was difficult for ordinary people to control, but she naturally had that aura that was above everyone else, with exquisite and outstanding bone structure, and a moving rose fragrance on her body.

Long Ling gently brushed aside the strand of icy black hair that had fallen down on Miss Evil Dragon’s forehead, tucking it behind her ear, and suddenly noticed the natural pigeon blood ruby earring on Miss Evil Dragon’s earlobe.

The color of the ruby was sparkling and dazzling, surrounded by golden violet petals, inlaid with tiny diamonds, symbolizing unparalleled power and status.

Miss Evil Dragon herself was more beautiful than all the gems, luxurious and noble, making people unable to forget her after one glance.

It was really beautiful.

If only she could kiss Miss Evil Dragon.

Long Ling was startled by her sudden thought.

Under close contact, the pheromones between the two people merged again, and Violet’s gland on the back of her neck inevitably became hot again.

Violet hadn’t been able to get a good night’s sleep in a long time.

Although it was only a short rest, she enjoyed it mentally.

In addition, the strawberry pheromones were quite compatible with her body, allowing her to wake up from her sleep without the usual feeling of discomfort in her body and mind.

She now found this little dragon slightly more pleasing to the eye, but this wasn’t a reason for Long Ling to be presumptuous in front of her.

This little milk dragon had been diligently massaging her just now.

Was it to take advantage of her sleeping to mark her?

Sure enough, she was just like other Alphas, only interested in her beauty.