As they gradually moved closer, Fu Nanzhi's cheeks flushed with warmth, and her heart seemed about to leap out of her throat.
Her mouth slightly open, she had forgotten to breathe, her inner joy uncontrollable, her lips curling up wildly.
Closing her eyes, their lips met, and tender affection passed between them.
The full-hearted immersion was truly intoxicating. Fu Nanzhi felt her whole body go weak, swaying as if drunk, and she fell into Shen Yi's embrace.
The stray strands of hair falling by her cheek were gently tucked behind her ear by Shen Yi, and her fluttering eyelashes indicated her unsettled heart.
Soft and tender, Shen Yi couldn't get enough, couldn't quench his desire.
Though they were already an old married couple, absence makes the heart grow fonder, and this was their first time in reality, both of them lost in the kiss.
After a long while, they parted.
Fu Nanzhi's lips were slightly swollen, her gaze fixed on him, her eyes like spring rain, moistening his heart, filled with affection.
She crossed her arms behind Shen Yi's neck, lifting her chin and leaning on him,
"Husband, carry me upstairs."
Their tacit understanding was unspoken, understood by both.
Shen Yi's chest surged with warmth, and he lifted her soft, delicate body and headed upstairs.
Everything seemed destined, as if by fate, they were reunited in this bedroom, just like in their 'past life.'
The bedside lamp cast a dim, yellow glow, illuminating the bedroom.
In the interplay of light and shadow, Fu Nanzhi's smooth body was faintly visible, shadows hinting at something hidden.
Her face wore a blissful smile, her eyes filled with tenderness and complete infatuation with Shen Yi.
Sitting on the bed, Fu Nanzhi beckoned to Shen Yi with her finger,
"Come here."
Shen Yi's breath seemed to stop.
No matter how many times he saw her, he could only marvel at the divine craftsmanship of the goddess Nuwa.
Fu Nanzhi seemed to be favored by heaven, becoming increasingly sweet and alluring with age.
Even in simulations, men in middle age were still infatuated with her.
"I'm coming."
Shen Yi couldn't hold back any longer and moved closer to her.
Fu Nanzhi leaned back, the sight almost making Shen Yi's head spin.
"Be gentle..."
The past and present were hard to discern, but the joy of reunion was worth the wait.
Nanzhi's fragrance arrived late, and the fleeting moments of passion passed like clouds and rain.
When the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, Shen Yi lay on his side, gently wiping the fine sweat from Fu Nanzhi's forehead.
Carefully, he brushed the stray hairs aside and kissed her forehead.
Fu Nanzhi's small mouth was slightly open, as if she hadn't recovered yet, her delicate arms turning a wine-red color.
After a while, she regained her composure and nestled beside Shen Yi,
"Husband, I love you so much..."
Shen Yi wrapped his arm around her,
"I know, we've both proven it."
"Right."
Fu Nanzhi thought for a moment and laughed. They had both proven their love with their lives, and at this moment, embracing Shen Yi, she asked for nothing more.
"By the way, husband, weren't you called Shen Yi in your past life? Why the change?"
As she spoke, she played with Shen Yi's earlobe and pouted,
"I had a hard time finding you."
"Uh..."
Shen Yi was momentarily stumped, not knowing how to explain, so he could only justify,
"That was a former name, I used it before but changed it later."
Fortunately, Fu Nanzhi wasn't too concerned about it and was easily pacified with a few words.
No matter what his name was, she only cared about him as a person.
"Oh, so you didn't come looking for me, and you even quit your job, were you trying to avoid me?"
With her love-struck state fading, even in her calm moments, Fu Nanzhi's mind seemed to work better.
Her words, though unintentional, struck directly at Shen Yi.
Although it was hot outside, the air conditioning in the room was set high, making it very cool inside.
Yet, Shen Yi's back was beginning to sweat.
Each of Fu Nanzhi's questions was difficult to answer, and Shen Yi couldn't just reveal the truth.
However, a clever idea came to him, and he quickly explained,
"How could I be avoiding you? If I were, why would I be here tonight, right?"
Fu Nanzhi rested her chin on Shen Yi's chest and thought for a moment, agreeing,
"That's true."
"As for quitting my job, being a small employee certainly has no future. I plan to start my own business."
Shen Yi made up the excuse on the spot.
His real intention at the time was to slack off, completely tired of working, and without survival pressure, the reason was simple.
"Start a business?"
Fu Nanzhi twisted around on Shen Yi, turning her face to look at him,
"Do you need money? I still have some savings, you can have them."
"Don't move around, you might catch a cold."
Seeing her wriggling on the bed, Shen Yi grabbed the sheet and covered her exposed legs.
He pinched her nose and replied,
"No need, keep the money for yourself."
According to the memories from the simulation, Fu Nanzhi's savings were far from insignificant.
She had saved her New Year's money since she was a child, and after marriage, she had given it to Shen Yi once.
When Shen Yi checked, there were several hundred thousand quietly waiting in the card for him to use.
Fu Nanzhi nonchalantly huffed, not arguing much as an old married couple. After all, her money was his, and if he needed it, he could just ask.
Thinking this, she buried her head under the covers and started to play around.
Suddenly, Fu Nanzhi's playful hand stopped and she said,
"Wait, why do you want to start a business? Why not just go to my dad's company?"
"You could start as his assistant, and after a few years, you could take over directly."
This was how it had been in their past life. Shen Yi had a good understanding of law, making this path very suitable.
Moreover, with experience, he would only be more adept.
"Anyway, no matter how you play around, you won't surpass Jinheng..."
Shen Yi knew she was speaking the truth, but he still had to save face for his father-in-law,
"Your dad is still vigorous and energetic, why would I interfere?"
Fu Nanzhi seemed like a leaky cotton jacket, always siding with Shen Yi,
"He's getting old, running between home and the company every day, isn't he tired?"
"Besides, it's going to be handed over to you sooner or later, and you're not incapable, so why does he keep a tight grip on it?"
In the simulation, Fu Yuanyu had held onto the company for over a decade after their marriage before handing it over to Shen Yi.
This was reasonable, as Shen Yi had been young and needed guidance at the time.
Shen Yi stopped her from being overly filial and advised,
"You know my abilities, but your dad doesn't. Suddenly pushing me into the company, how could he accept that?"
"This is our little secret, don't go spreading it around, or you'll scare the elders."
Then, Shen Yi suddenly shook off his wet hand and laughed at her,
"You little dog, why did you lick me?"
Fu Nanzhi giggled and retorted,
“Who told you to cover my mouth? Not only will I lick, but I'll bite you too, ah, I'll bite you to death!”
As she spoke, she pounced on Shen Yi and started nibbling on his neck.
Shen Yi kept blocking her,
"Hey, did you hear what I just said?"
"I heard you, I won't blab."
Fu Nanzhi rubbed her cheek against Shen Yi impatiently,
"I'm not a fool!"
"Fool? I think you're a fool."
Shen Yi said without mercy.
Fu Nanzhi didn't argue, hugging Shen Yi's neck and giggling,
"Come on, even a fool wants more..."
Shen Yi looked at her flushed face and hesitated,
"Are you sure you're okay? Health comes first, didn't someone just beg for mercy?"
After all, it was their first time, and even if Fu Nanzhi didn't care, Shen Yi still had his reason.
But what awaited him was Fu Nanzhi's challenging gaze.
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
world slacker. But a genius female disciple just had to get clingy, insisting that he take her as a disciple. Not only that, she was always making advances on him, thoroughly disrupting his peaceful slacker life...
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
s the Eldest Princess, renowned for her cold and aloof detachment, became the most docile of lambs, obeying his every command without question. But when the final move was played on the chessboard, as Gu Chenghan seized everything and ascended on the verge of apotheosis, that very Princess suddenly embraced him from behind, her tone carrying a dependence never heard before: "Wait... you haven't yet... commanded me to love you forever." Gu Chenghan froze abruptly. She... hadn't been hypnotized?! ... [The Eldest Princess's Diary] [When my soul was extracted, becoming the sole spectator outside my own shell] [At first, there was overwhelming fury, until I saw] [How he used my sword to effortlessly shatter my inescapable doom] [How he wielded my authority to eradicate fatal conspiracies I had never even detected] [Like a deity, he rescued me from the deep mire I was trapped in] [If not for those annoying vixens, he and I would be a match made in heaven] [I think I am ill, gravely ill] [My deity should belong to me alone] ... "Hypnosis? Oh, it succeeded, my dear Master." "Only this time, it's my turn to hypnotize you."
