Before they could even pinpoint the enemy's hiding place, new problems arose one after another—

A cursory glance at the Emperor's diary reveals that it contains no fewer than a hundred entries. If Yin Ming were to translate it alone, who knows how long it would take?

Yin Ming considered teaching Liu Ying how to pronounce the pinyin so she could translate with him. With one more person helping, the time could be halved.

But after careful consideration, I felt that there were too many uncertainties involved, and it wasn't a very safe approach.

This is the diary of the person Liuying has been thinking about for thousands of years. What if the diary records something that would greatly shock her after she reads it, and she does something foolish in a moment of impulse?

Let's wait until Yin Ming has looked through it first and makes sure there are no problems before handing it over to her.

Yin Ming had a vague feeling that Zu Long was hiding something from Liu Ying.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have refused to reveal everything he knew, even after Liu Ying already knew his true identity, only telling her to find an opportunity to eliminate the future male lead.

Logically speaking, since Liu Ying already knew that he came from another world, there was no point in him hiding those details anymore.

On the contrary, speaking openly and frankly is the best way to help Liu Ying avoid risks to the greatest extent.

Perhaps Zu Long was just shy, afraid that Liu Ying would find out his feelings? That's not impossible. But Yin Ming always felt that Zu Long's actions might have a deeper meaning.

Especially after hearing Chu Ya and the others' stories, this feeling became even stronger.

It's likely that if Liu Ying knew the truth behind it, she would be in some kind of danger, and Zu Long chose to keep it a secret to protect her.

And this secret might just be hidden in this diary.

Upon realizing this possibility, Yin Ming immediately became incredibly energetic, quickly borrowing Liu Ying's study and starting to translate the diary without stopping.

***

Yin Ming had originally prepared himself to endure the ordeal of translating the diary, but before his own body could even protest, Ling Yao did.

"Yin Ming, you haven't rested in a long time. Let's call it a day, go back and get some sleep, and continue tomorrow."

As the night deepened and the dew grew heavy, Lingyao took out a red cloak from her spatial ring and carefully draped it over Yin Ming's shoulders.

Yin Ming shook his head slightly, his gaze still fixed on the original diary manuscript, and his writing motion did not stop at all. "I will not be able to eat or sleep if I don't translate it soon. Ayao, you don't need to worry about me. I'm not tired."

"If you're sleepy, go and rest in the side hall."

Liu Ying had already sent people to prepare the side hall for Yin Ming and his companion to stay in.

Yin Ming went to check it out. The side hall was very large, and there was also a side room, just enough for him and Ling Yao to each have a room.

Although the two now spend most of their time in the same bed, and Liu Ying is already aware of their relationship, Yin Ming is shy and always has to be reserved in front of others.

But Yin Ming didn't care about any of that right now; he had more important things to do. Let Ling Yao sleep wherever he wanted.

Seeing Yin Ming so engrossed in the matter, Ling Yao unusually reached out to stop him.

His long, strong hand gripped Yin Ming's wrist tightly, rendering the pen in the other's hand immovable. "How can I not worry when you're working so hard..."

Lingyao paused for a moment before hesitatingly saying, "If it really doesn't work, you can go to sleep for a while and I'll take your place?"

Lingyao knew that if Yinming needed his help, he would have asked long ago. The fact that he hadn't brought it up before must have been due to his own concerns. Lingyao shouldn't have interfered with his decisions; he should have just stood behind him, silently following and supporting him.

But he really couldn't stand seeing Yin Ming not taking his health seriously...

Lingyao unconsciously pursed her thin lips, her starry eyes fixed on Yin Ming without blinking.

I wonder if Yin Ming will be unhappy if he makes this request so abruptly?