That home couldn't accept her. After her mother passed away, she had no home anymore.
Now things are different; she's with Cheng Qingyan.
They had their own little home, though it was made of broken bricks and tiles, and the house was bare, but it was warm there.
This place is infinitely better than their secluded mansions.
Here, at least she was surrounded not by man-eating demons, but by kind-hearted people.
Since Cheng Qingyan transmigrated here, Ye Lingyu has never brought up her own family matters.
This is the first time it's been mentioned. Judging from Ye Lingyu's reaction, her family probably didn't love her much.
That's true. If she really had a family who loved her, would they let her go to the mountains to dig for wild vegetables every day?
Would they make her live in a drafty house and guard an empty rice jar?
Fortunately, she has now taken the place of the original owner and changed her appearance to work hard with Ye Lingyu. She never wants Ye Lingyu to experience those days when there was no rice in the jar, those days when she had to go up the mountain to dig for wild vegetables again.
Perhaps it was the night that made her feel sentimental, because Ye Lingyu was feeling a little down.
There were too many things about Cheng Qingyan that she couldn't understand, and she dared not ask, afraid that she wouldn't get the answers she wanted.
The only thing she could be sure of was that the person in front of her was not the same Cheng Qingyan from before.
She preferred Cheng Qingyan after the change.
The two of them decided to be together, but Ye Lingyu still had some worries in her heart.
What if the old Cheng Qingyan comes back someday? What if the Cheng Qingyan in front of me suddenly disappears?
Having decided to be together, she was naturally prepared to live and die with Cheng Qingyan. But what about Cheng Qingyan? Would she be able to stay by her side forever?
Ye Lingyu lay on the large bed that Cheng Qingyan had made for her, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.
The room was incredibly luxurious, and the bed was soft and comfortable. However, she had something on her mind and couldn't fall asleep.
I got up and opened the window. The bright moon hung high in the sky, and I could see the orchard not far away, with its shadows overlapping.
Huh, why is Cheng Qingyan sitting on the stone steps? Wasn't she going to rest?
Ye Lingyu put on her coat, turned around and went out the door.
In Cheng Qingyan's little world, the temperature was just right, and she didn't feel the coldness of living in the outside world.
Cheng Qingyan seemed lost in thought, and only noticed Ye Lingyu when she came to her side.
"Wife, why aren't you asleep yet? Are you not used to sleeping here?"
Ye Lingyu touched her hand; thankfully, it was warm. Given Cheng Qingyan's current constitution, she was truly worried that she might catch a cold again.
"And you're the one talking about me? Why aren't you asleep yet? What are you thinking about so intently?"
Ye Lingyu also sat down on the steps, next to Cheng Qingyan's arm.
Cheng Qingyan gazed at the distant mountains hidden in the darkness, then leaned her head on Ye Lingyu's shoulder.
"My wife, I will definitely work hard in the future to give you a good life."
"What kind of good day?"
"I'll make a lot of money, and it'll all be yours."
Ye Lingyu took a long breath and slowly exhaled: "I'm very content now. I have food to eat, a home to go back to, and you're with me. I'm very happy."
"As for money, I don't need too much, just enough to get by."
Cheng Qingyan sat up straight and exclaimed, "Wife, you have to push me. That's how I'll be motivated. Otherwise, I'll be like a salted fish every day, too lazy to even turn over."
"You're too lazy to turn over, I'll help you!"
"No, you have to say yes and encourage me to make more money so I can buy you lots and lots of food and other necessities."
Ye Lingyu gazed at the distant mountains and forests, and did not respond to her.
"Money is just an external thing, why do you need so much?"
Speaking of this, Cheng Qingyan got really excited: "Money makes things so much easier! With money, you can buy a bigger house, you don't have to worry about going hungry or freezing, and you can do whatever you want, isn't that great!"
"My dear husband, contentment brings lasting happiness."
"I don't care, I just want to make money so you can spend it however you want, even if you throw it in the water to make a sound, as long as you're happy."
"Okay, okay, as long as you're happy."
"Whatever makes you happy?" That sounds so dismissive.
The perfunctory tone of the phrase "My wife, as long as you're happy" is equivalent to a polite smile.
Ye Lingyu didn't understand, and frowned slightly: "What do you mean by that?"
Cheng Qingyan realized he had said something Ye Lingyu wouldn't understand, and quickly explained, "It means that as long as my wife makes me happy, that's all that matters. But that statement later came across as just a perfunctory remark."
"I was just going along with your wishes, so how come the truth is distorted when you say it?"
"Misunderstanding, my wife, you've misunderstood. What I meant was that a thousand years later, people would call these words 'the epitome of perfunctory,' not that I was saying you're being perfunctory."
Ye Lingyu's eyes flashed: "How do you know a thousand years from now? Are you a deity?"
"No, no, I'm just a mortal."
"A mortal who possesses a small world?"
Cheng Qingyan fell into deep thought. He had never seen anyone fly on a sword in this world. There shouldn't be any cultivators, right?
But how did Ye Lingyu know that this was a small world?
"Wife? None of us here can fly, right?"
The topic jumped around a bit too quickly, and Ye Lingyu felt that if she was distracted for even a moment, she wouldn't be able to keep up with what Cheng Qingyan was saying.
"I've never heard of it, but some people are skilled enough to scale walls and roofs."
That's good, that's good. If there were other cultivators outside, she would be doomed. Fortunately, we're all just mortals, so we won't be used as cannon fodder for no reason.
"My wife is truly learned; she knows even this."
She wouldn't presume to claim extensive knowledge, but she had indeed witnessed people scaling walls and leaping across rooftops.
Several of the guards in her household were quite skilled fighters and could easily leap over the wall.
Why are you suddenly asking this question?
"Because I'm a little fairy who flew in from outer space, and I'm afraid they'll be jealous of me."
"...If you don't tell, none of them will know. But, will you still fly away?"
Ye Lingyu listened to Cheng Qingyan's nonsense with a straight face and actually believed it.
Cheng Qingyan suddenly felt incredibly guilty for deceiving such a pure-hearted person.
Little did she know that the simple-minded person in front of her had already discovered that she was not Cheng Qingyan, and had discovered it long before she even mentioned having a space.
Ye Lingyu had always been aware of something, but pretended not to know it.
The surroundings were quiet, and the night was cool as water.
Cheng Qingyan put away her wandering thoughts. She and Ye Lingyu met across a thousand years, allowing two lonely souls to warm each other.
Having each other by her side makes her very content.
Holding someone in your arms, you can feel their warmth and their breath. You can smell their fresh scent after their bath, and share their joys and sorrows—it's a very lucky thing.
"Don't worry, my wife. With you here, I won't go anywhere. I will always stay with you, cherish you, and never let you be alone again."
Ye Lingyu smiled where Cheng Qingyan couldn't see.
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