This time, Meng Qingrou was smarter. She did the slightly more complicated things herself, while He Yunxiao only had to tend the fire and boil the medicine.

After much trouble and being criticized twice by his wife, Nan Zhu, He Yunxiao finally drank the new version of the antidote for the Soul-Devouring Pill.

After taking his medicine, He Yunxiao saw that it was still early, so he wanted to test his wife Nanzhu's bottom line again... no, to test her inner turmoil.

The two were on their way from the pharmacy to the bedroom.

"Rou'er..."

He Yunxiao naturally took Meng Qingrou's hand and pulled her closer to him.

Then, pointing to the bright moon in the sky, she said, "Rou'er, look, the moonlight is so beautiful."

Meng Qingrou naturally wouldn't understand what a modern, artsy young man meant. She said, "Hmm. Young master, take advantage of the good moonlight so you can see the road. Hurry home."

He Yunxiao: ?

Nanzhu's wife wants to kick her out? She won't leave.

He Yunxiao pretended not to understand and dragged Meng Qingrou around the Linxuan Palace at night.

Linxuan Palace is a large palace with very few people. Strolling through it on a quiet night is like being alone in a deep forest, oblivious to everyone around you, allowing you to fully enjoy your own private world.

He Yunxiao pointed to a bonsai tree not far away and said, "Rou'er, look, it's a cedar."

Meng Qingrou nodded. "Yes. Legend has it that in the North, when winter comes, frost covers the branches, and as far as the eye can see, the mountains and plains are covered with snow-covered pines. Young master, it's getting late and frost is forming, you should hurry home."

He Yunxiao: ?

A bird flew by at that moment.

"Rou'er, look, it's a little bird."

"Hmm. It's so late, it must have gone home."

He Yunxiao: ? ? ?

Why is Nanzhu's wife so subtly hinting that I should go home?

"Rou'er, why do you keep urging me to go home?"

Meng Qingrou hesitated and didn't want to answer.

"Rou'er, I never lie to you."

"Namjoo said you're not allowed to get angry."

"Um."

“When I last saw my sister, she looked unwell, probably because she couldn’t sleep well at night. So I decided to make a sleep-inducing sachet for her.”

He Yunxiao nodded; he knew about making sachets.

Meng Qingrou continued, "My sister is coming tomorrow, but the sachet is almost finished. Nanzhu is thinking of rushing to finish the sachet tonight to give to my sister."

He Yunxiao: ? ? ?

"Meng Qingrou, you're getting needles and staying up all night again, right? Has your bleeding stopped? Or has your health improved?"

Meng Qingrou was so scolded by He Yunxiao that she didn't dare to raise her head.

You said you weren't angry.

"Talking back?"

"Nan Zhu is wrong."

Looking at his wife Nanzhu, who was now extremely adept at admitting her mistakes, He Yunxiao couldn't help but chuckle.

"What about next time?" He Yunxiao asked.

She didn't answer.

They'll do it again next time.

He Yunxiao sighed helplessly. He also wanted his wife, Nanzhu, to go to bed early, so he patted her head and said, "I'm leaving. Go to bed early after you're done."

"Okay! You should go now!"

"Um?"

"Hehe, slow down, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."