Song Wanning was so embarrassed that her face turned red. Wen Jingxing finally let her go and touched her head through the quilt. "Sleep a little longer. I'm going out to help first."

Then he tiptoed out of bed, changed his clothes, and left the room.

Song Wanning, who was hiding in the quilt, originally wanted to get up with him, but when she heard the rustling sound of clothes, she guessed that Wen Jingxing was changing clothes, so she thought about waiting for a while before going out.

But as she waited, Song Wanning fell asleep again.

Wen Jingxing came back from washing up and tentatively called out to Aning, but no one responded. He then pulled back the quilt and saw that Song Wanning was sleeping soundly.

He was wondering, how come Song Wanning's breathing wouldn't be affected if she covered herself so tightly?

Pulling the quilt down a little, he couldn't help but gently kiss Song Wanning on the forehead before leaving the room.

As soon as I walked out of the room, I saw the old monk cooking in the yard, and Xiao Mi had gone somewhere to play.

The old monk saw Wen Jingxing coming out and waved, "Xiao Mi said that you two fell into the water last night?"

"Well, Aning was worried about me and came out to look for me, but something unexpected happened."

"I'm glad you're okay. Speaking of which, you two are truly destined to be together. When you came to my place as a child, you fell into the hot spring, and it was Wan Ning who rescued you. Now you've fallen into the same pool again, tsk tsk tsk..."

After the old monk checked on the two people and made sure they were all alright, he went back to cook.

When Song Wanning opened her eyes again, it was already noon. She suddenly sat up from the bed in shock and looked at the sun outside. It was so big!

Song Wanning covered her eyes instantly.

She had made an appointment with the audience to teach them about the King Kong medicine again this morning, but now she doesn't know what time it is.

Looking at her phone, it was 10:30. Song Wanning was completely exhausted and fell back onto the bed.

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Xiao Mi's voice came from outside, "Sister Wan Ning, get up and eat!"

"I'm coming. Wait for me."

Song Wanning responded, quickly changed her clothes and went out.

When she sat down at the bamboo raft dining table, the old monk was reading a book next to her. Song Wanning didn't recognize the words written on the book.

Wen Jingxing took Xiao Mi by the hand and said that he would take him to chop some firewood. He also said that he would be back soon and asked Song Wanning to wait for him here.

The old monk couldn't bear to watch any longer. "Go and chop your wood quickly. The person is here with me. Can he just disappear into thin air?"

Song Wanning also smiled and hurriedly asked Wen Jingxing to go and come back quickly.

She started eating after everyone left.

At this time, the old monk suddenly said: "Jingxing cares so much about you, child, why are you still frowning? You don't even have time to be happy."

Song Wanning paused while eating noodles and did not answer.

The old monk added, "From your appearance, you don't look like someone with this kind of personality. Since you're interested in her, you should pursue her boldly."

"I think you must have seen it wrong."

Song Wanning made up an excuse.

"Impossible, do you have any concerns?" The old monk said in a very firm tone.

"Grandpa Sha, what if the person you like doesn't actually like you, and you're just a stand-in for someone else?"

The old monk continued, "How can you be sure if you don't ask him?"

"But is that the truth?"

"Then what you see may not be the truth."

"So what's the real truth?"

Song Wanning asked.

"When the time comes, you will know."

"Then why can't you tell me now?"

"Actually... I can only see the general idea, and I can't know too many details."

The old monk touched his bald head and looked a little embarrassed.

Song Wanning: ...

She asked why the old monk was always evasive every time she asked him questions, and it seemed like she didn't know any of the details at all.

"All right."

Song Wanning felt a little helpless and lowered her head to continue eating.

Seeing her like this, the old monk added, "Have you ever thought that maybe the person Jingxing has loved all along is you?"

Song Wanning was a little confused. She traveled through time later and didn't live in the original owner's body since childhood. How could Wen Jingxing have liked her from beginning to end?

But she couldn't tell the old monk that she was a traveler in a book, so she silently turned her grief and anger into appetite and ate two bowls of rice early in the morning, which shocked the old monk beside her.

Wen Jingxing did come back very quickly, carrying a bundle of firewood on his back. Song Wanning sat in the recliner by the door waiting for him to come back.

Seeing him dressed in a neat suit but carrying a pile of firewood, she couldn't help laughing.

She wondered how the old monk could get Wen Jingxing to do such a thing. It was really...powerful.

In the afternoon, Song Wanning started a live broadcast in the library, explaining the books she read to netizens.

There were many interesting and special books in the old monk’s library, and he didn’t mind Song Wanning taking pictures in it, so he agreed.

This was the first time that Song Wanning saw books about physiognomy, feng shui, and fortune-telling. In her previous life, she was an emperor, so naturally she could not read such superstitious things, let alone spread them actively.

So she watched with great interest.

This kind of thing is actually very mysterious. Song Wanning also saw something in the book called soul summoning. When the soul of one's relatives is taken away, one can set up a magic altar to go outside and call the soul of the relative back. Of course, this method also has extremely high risks.

Because the process is extremely rigorous, if any step is wrong, souls from other worlds will be summoned.

In the mildest case, you just won’t be able to attract the relatives you want, but in the worst case, you will attract evil spirits and bring misfortune.

Seeing her studying this, the old monk asked, "You're very interested, aren't you? Have you ever encountered this situation before?"

Song Wanning couldn't answer, "I don't know, it feels very... familiar."

"Oh, well, stop looking at it for now, kid, and come over here to grind some ink for me."

The old monk was writing something, but Song Wanning didn't understand it.

In her eyes, the old monk was just scribbles and scribbling.

Wen Jingxing was standing by, helping the old monk sort out the books that had been messed up.

Another afternoon passed peacefully.

After dinner, several people went to take a shower again.

Song Wanning still remembered what Wen Jingxing had told her last night, so she suggested to him, "Jingxing, why don't you not go? You can fetch water and wash in the house tonight."

Wen Jingxing shook his head and refused, "It's just a small problem, we have to learn to overcome it."

"But……"

"Be good, I'll go first."

"Okay." Seeing that he insisted, Song Wanning agreed.

Xiao Mi was right next to her, reading the storybook with her.

At this moment, he suddenly pulled Song Wanning's sleeve and said, "Sister Wanning, try not to stay alone recently. Stay more with Brother Jingxing."

"Why? Haven't I always been with him?"

(End of this chapter)