Xiang Wan's position in the Black Mansion was rather special, making it easy for her to inquire about things. It turned out that after Wu Ziyu joined the army, his exceptional intelligence and daring fighting spirit earned him recognition and propelled him through the ranks. Recently, he was recommended to serve as an adjutant in the Black Commander's mansion, with Nangong Feng following closely behind. These two were anything but low-key in the military camp; Wu Ziyu took great care of him, while Nangong Feng always prioritized Wu Ziyu's needs. Everyone who knew them praised their deep brotherly bond.

Ha, brotherly love? If they really are brothers, then that's an extraordinary and unparalleled bond, but no one would think of it that way. But wouldn't it be interesting if someone thought of it in a slightly different light?

Making this a fact won't be easy. Xiang Wan racked her brains but couldn't come up with a good idea. Just then, Hei Kang's servant came to urge them to prepare the medicine. A flash of inspiration struck her, and a plan came to her mind.

With Xiang Wan by his side, this young master Hei Kang, despite his antics, started taking his medication on time, his appetite improved, his complexion became rosier, and his body was no longer as weak as before. He could even practice shooting occasionally. Xiang Wan was incredibly envious. In modern times, she didn't have the time or money to play this game that the rich had already given up. This time, having the opportunity to handle a gun up close, Hei Kang stubbornly refused to teach her, much to Xiang Wan's frustration.

She served this young master with all her heart, and after covering basic living expenses each month, she had almost no money left over. Little did she expect that this young marshal would be so heartless, refusing to even grant her this small request. She had also asked him how he could teach her to shoot, but Hei Kang just looked at her with deep eyes, pursing his lips and remaining silent, which made Xiang Wan feel somewhat embarrassed.

During this medicine delivery, Xiang Wan noticed that Hei Kang seemed to be in a good mood, and couldn't resist asking him to teach her how to shoot again. This time, Hei Kang readily agreed.

"Young Marshal, why did you agree so readily? There aren't any conditions, are there?" Xiang Wan asked, somewhat disbelievingly.

Hei Kang wiped the gun in his hand and replied without looking up, "I'm in a good mood, let's go to the shooting range now."

Xiang Wan hurried behind the tall, dark-skinned young master, her mind racing. This was a good opportunity. There were quite a few people at the shooting range; if they could make a splash, the news would surely spread like wildfire.

After standing in front of the target, Hei Shaoshuai placed the gun in Xiang Wan's hand, explaining the precautions to her while guiding her with his hands on the correct way to hold the gun and how to aim.

Xiang Wan was focused on learning, her eyes fixed on the bullseye, unaware that she was already completely enveloped in the arms of the young marshal Hei Kang. Hei Kang's breath brushed against Xiang Wan's ear, and even though she was focused on aiming, the close proximity of his breath disrupted her concentration. She tilted her head to the side, her hand trembled, and the bullet went astray.

"Missing the target, 0 points."

"It hit the target next to it."

The soldier's report made Xiang Wan blush. Hei Kang chuckled softly beside her, the vibration of his chest reminding her that she was still in his arms.

"Young Marshal, can you let me go now?"

Xiang Wan stretched out her arms and tried to break free from Hei Kang's embrace, but she couldn't. Despite his less-than-muscular build, Hei Kang was surprisingly strong. Xiang Wan struggled again, but still couldn't escape. She couldn't help but shout, "Young Marshal, I'm a man! If you don't let go, people will say you're gay!"

As soon as he said that, the shooting range fell silent, and more and more people began to secretly observe him, making it impossible to ignore.

"Oh? So they're gay? I remember, Lieutenant Wu and his brother Nangong Feng in the military camp were also this close. Could they be gay too?"

These words were exactly what Xiang Wan wanted to hear. Overjoyed, she retorted loudly, "How do you know they aren't?"

Hei Kang didn't say anything more, only looked at Xiang Wan and smiled, a smile that gave her goosebumps. She struggled again, but Hei Kang didn't use any more force, letting Xiang Wan leave the shooting range angrily.

That night, Xiang Wan lay alone in bed, reflecting on the day's events, and realized how incredibly foolish she had been. She shouldn't have publicly stated that Hei Kang was suspected of being gay; if Commander Hei found out, he certainly wouldn't keep her in the manor anymore. And then there was Wu Ziyu's matter. Hei Kang seemed to have seen through her thoughts, even proactively bringing up the very thing she wanted to say, passing on the message she wanted to spread through his own mouth, thus diverting the source and clearing her of suspicion. Why did he do that?

She simply couldn't believe that Hei Kang was doing this to repay her kindness in healing him. Moreover, the difference between Hei Kang's attitude towards her and his attitude towards others was striking. If she were to consider romantic feelings, Xiang Wan suddenly felt a chill run down her spine and a sense of unease: Could Hei Kang really be a homosexual?

Xiang Wan dared not think any further. She tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, wanting to talk to someone, but Huan'er was already asleep, and it wouldn't be appropriate to wake her. After lying there for a while, she thought of the system that had disappeared for so long. This system used to always appear unexpectedly, but this time it had remained silent for two years, which was truly strange. Although she had been driven to her death by it in her previous life and felt a little resentful, 007 had at least made amends, so they were even. To continue neglecting it and forcing it to become a cold and taciturn system would be too boring.

Xiang Wan sighed. In a cold war, one side always has to compromise first, so she reluctantly decided to speak first.

"Xiao Qi, are you there?"

"..."

"007? System? The wise and mighty System Lord?"

"What's up?"

Xiang Wan breathed a sigh of relief when she finally heard a voice.

"Have you been quiet for so long, incubating the eggs?"

"Host, you've gone bad! You're even swearing without using any profanity anymore. This system can't even block you anymore, sob sob sob. This is blatant bullying! This system protests!"

"The right to interpret this is in my hands. So tell me, what have you been up to these days?"

"(⊙o⊙)... This system is going to get you some benefits, so hurry up and thank the master for his kindness."

"Don't rush to take credit. Let me see what else this system, which only knows how to travel through time and silence people, can do."

"Waaaaah, you can't do this to me! This system went for an upgrade and brought back a table..."

"What watch? The one I bought last year?"

"ah?"

"If you don't understand, fine, just give me the watch!"

With her eyes closed, Xiang Wan saw a box resembling a character attribute appear in her mind, which read:

Name: Xiang Wan

Gender: None

Level: 110

intelligence:

charm:

force:

Skills: Ink painting, Xuanyuan medical techniques

After seeing these stats, Xiang Wan wanted to laugh at the system. Low intelligence, charm, and martial arts were one thing, but even gender wasn't listed. It was either a fake or just randomly filled in; Xiang Wan would never admit it.

"System, come out here, let's have a chat about life!"

"Host, this is your true situation, not something I made up. This system doesn't have that authority."

"Then tell me, why don't I have a gender? Why are my scores so far from perfect? ​​Can't we even have fun playing this game?"

"Xiang Wan, don't panic. Let this system explain everything to you!"