Qi Su: "What is this?"

She opened it, and the shiny thing inside dazzled her eyes for a moment.

"Gold ingots, jade ruyi, sachets..." She rummaged through them and sighed.

"Having received so many things, it seems the palace banquet tonight won't be very enjoyable."

She understood the significance of this thing.

Yun Wuyi: "It's yours."

After thinking for a moment, he took out a small golden Qilin from the box.

"This is for Qingyan."

Qi Su laughed: "Is that why the little monk is being sarcastic?"

She closed the box and pushed it back in front of Yun Wuyi.

"Let him choose first. After all, I'm the sister-in-law, so I naturally have to be generous."

…

The candlelight flickered in the room.

Because she arrived in a hurry, she casually tied her hair into a bun at the back of her head.

The soft, yellow candlelight cast a hazy glow over the fluffy, downy sideburns.

Her cheeks are fuller than when we parted.

It seems he's doing quite well in Ganjing.

An inexplicable silence fell between the two.

Qi Su suddenly asked, "Does it hurt?"

Yun Wuyi looked up at her. What?

Qi Su pointed to the wound on his chest and abdomen.

"That... does it hurt?"

Yun Wuyi remained silent for a moment.

"It doesn't hurt."

Qi Su snorted coldly, "Look—I've seen the medicine box that Princess Anle sent. These external and internal medicines are for coagulating wounds, reducing swelling and relieving pain. They can be used, so don't waste them."

Yun Wuyi remained silent.

Princess Anle represents Emperor Wei Zhao.

Yun Wuyi did not want to have anything to do with her.

…

Qi Su: "Alright, it's so late, you should rest. But why didn't you stay at the Qishan Prince's Mansion, and instead came to the Daci Temple?"

Yun Wuyi: "The Prince's Mansion is still under repair."

Qi Su tapped her face with her fingers.

"—Ah, I remember now, it seems like Xiao Er once told me that it's been under repair for three years and it's still not fixed, right?"

It's just a prince's mansion. If the emperor really wanted to build it, it could be completed in three months, let alone three years.

There must be a reason why they're dragging their feet on finishing the project.

Yun Wuyi remained silent.

The emperor's original intention was actually for him to live in the palace.

After Yun Wuyi firmly declined, he was instead allowed to stay at the Daxiangguo Temple.

This place is a royal temple, with many eyes and ears. It's not much different from living in the palace.

Qi Su stood up.

"Then I'll be going now."

She said she was leaving, but she didn't walk towards the door.

Instead, she took two steps forward and hugged Yun Wuyi's waist.

She carefully avoided the wounds on his chest and abdomen, and pressed herself against his chest.

"Have you missed me?" The young woman's soft voice came from her chest.

Bang, bang, bang.

It was the sound of his heartbeat.

Secret and joyful, with each leap, this joy travels from the heart to the blood vessels, to the limbs, to every pore.

His fingers slowly, very slowly, caressed her waist.

The soft girl in his arms suddenly raised her head.

Their faces moved closer to him.

Bright eyes, deep red lips, right before my eyes.

She sniffed his face.

He frowned and asked, "Have you been drinking?"

Yun Wuyi paused for a moment before responding.

"I drank a few cups."

The girl touched his face with her fingers.

“It’s fruit wine,” she said confidently.

Yun Wuyi: "Perhaps."

He couldn't remember whether he was drinking fruit wine or flower petal wine.

The girl said, "Let me taste what kind of wine it is."

As she spoke, her cherry blossom-like lips pressed against mine.

She gave him a soft kiss on the lips.

Yun Wuyi could have pushed it away.

Strangely, though he placed his hand on her waist, he made no attempt to push her away.

She kissed him and then left.

She tilted her head slightly to look at him.

She smiled and said, "It's sweet."

Yun Wuyi: "..."

At this moment, I don't know what to say or do.

He couldn't even tell whether the light kiss just now was a spontaneous expression of affection or merely a gentle teasing.

She always mixes truth and falsehood.

She laughed, feigning genuine joy; she scolded him, feigning genuine anger; she said she loved him, feigning genuine love.

I don't know which of her words are true, and I don't know which are false.

"Next time you go to the palace, please bring some back for me too."

As she spoke, she loosened her grip, as if she were about to break free from his embrace.

Yun Wuyi put his arm around her waist and pulled her back into his arms.

"I know everything you've been doing lately."

He slowly regained his senses.

"Oh?" The girl in his arms stopped moving when she heard him say that.

"You're so busy, yet you still have time to pry into what I've been doing. Alright, Master, what do you think of my work?"

Yun Wuyi: "Anything you want to do is fine."

Both are good.

She locked Duan Ting and the people from the Changping Marquis's mansion in a small eatery and "extorted money from them."

He still thought it was great.

Qi Su laughed. This bewitching Gu worm was indeed powerful.

She was almost convinced it was true.

Qi Su: "I even went to Fengle Tower for some fun. Strangely enough, I happened to run into two young masters last time, one of whom looked like you. But he didn't recognize me. Sigh, after he left, I cried until my handkerchief was soaked."

Her eyelashes drooped, her cheeks puffed out, and she wore that ambiguous expression of complaint.

Yun Wuyi couldn't help but smile.

He leaned down and kissed her between the eyebrows.

"Perhaps there were outsiders present at the time, making it impossible for them to recognize each other."

Qi Su snorted and glanced at him.

"Will the Zen Master accompany me to Fengle Tower next time?"

Yun Wuyi: "Yes, you can go wherever you want once you set the time."

Qi Su's bright, sparkling eyes stared at him.

"You really love me so much."

The man in front of her didn't say anything, but kissed her on the forehead again.

Ugh, this damn feeling of being in love.

It will only slow down my sword-drawing speed.

What if one day Qi Su tells him that the Gu worms are useless and it's all because you truly love me? Would the Zen Master be so angry that he becomes a monk again?

But Qi Su, held in his arms, felt the usually aloof and reserved mage revealing tender affection.

This experience wasn't bad.

In fact, it's excellent.

They embraced quietly for a while.

Yun Wuyi released the girl from his arms.

He gently smoothed her not-too-messy hair.

There's something you might want to know.

Qi Su: "What is it?"

What did he want to say to himself after that gentle hug?

Yun Wuyi didn't speak. He walked to the table, wrote down an address, and handed it to Qi Su.

Nanjiang Alley in the south of the city.

"What's this?"

"Granny Zhu's current address."

"Zhu... Granny?" Dead memories suddenly attacked Qi Su.

Granny Zhu, isn't she dead?

As if he could read her mind, Yun Wuyi gently stroked the stray hairs by her ear.

"You'll know once you go and see for yourself."

.

Qi Su came out of the room with her eyelashes lowered, as if she had something on her mind.

Yan Xiaosan was responsible for seeing her off.

He glanced at her sideways several times along the way, and she didn't even scold him.

Yan Xiaosan: "Why are you going back today?"

The implication was, why don't you sleep here?

Qi Su: "It's inconvenient, after all, it's the Great Xiangguo Temple. The emperor has many eyes and ears there."