Midnight.
Rustle, rustle, rustle...
Gu Yan was awakened by some faint rustling sounds.
He opened his eyes groggily.
"What's that noise?"
Gu Yan stood up from the bed with a slight headache.
The sound was like someone flipping through pages of a book.
Wait a minute...
As this thought occurred to Gu Yan, his sleepiness vanished and his eyes widened slightly.
It couldn't be, could it?
Could it be our Qingqiu?
Gu Yan checked his phone.
2:10 AM.
No way, she couldn't still be up this late, could she?
With this in mind, Gu Yan tiptoed to open the bedroom door, and sure enough.
The moment he opened the door, he saw a faint light coming from under the crack of the study room door off to the side.
Sigh...
Gu Yan let out a soft sigh. Qingqiu was really pushing herself too hard.
Even though he knew she was driven by her desire for revenge and didn't want to stop for a moment.
But... at this rate, her body would definitely break down first.
Moreover, Gu Yan had made it clear that he would help Leng Qingqiu uncover the truth about what happened in the past.
Even though the original novel barely mentioned it.
Thinking of this, to prevent his beloved wife from exhausting herself first, Gu Yan quietly made his way downstairs.
Fifteen minutes later.
In the study.
On Leng Qingqiu's desk lay a book emitting black smoke.
She had her eyes open, revealing those special runes carved into her irises.
Leng Qingqiu seemed able to see the contents of the book.
Her fingers flipped through the pages of the book, and wisps of black smoke from the book drifted into Leng Qingqiu's eyes.
Buzz! Buzz!
Just then, the book flickered slightly.
Leng Qingqiu's expression changed. She closed her eyes and quickly switched to a normal book on the desk.
Whoosh!
The original book vanished instantly.
Then.
Click~
The study door was gently pushed open.
Gu Yan walked in, using his body to prop the door: "Qingqiu, why aren't you in bed yet?"
His exasperated voice reached Leng Qingqiu's ears.
Hearing his voice, Leng Qingqiu's heart finally relaxed. She replied in a cool tone: "Because I don't want to sleep."
"Nonsense, I can tell at a glance that you're exhausted."
"Look at those dark circles around your eyes, it's like they've been smoked."
Gu Yan set down what he had prepared on the desk.
Then he looked at Leng Qingqiu with her dark-ringed eyes, full of concern.
Hearing this.
Leng Qingqiu was silent for a moment. She could hardly say she had just been practicing an evil secret technique, could she?
Even if she did say it, Gu Yan probably wouldn't believe her. After all, he was just an ordinary person who knew nothing of the world of martial artists.
"Well, you're not sleeping either."
"And... what did you make?"
Leng Qingqiu seemed to catch a whiff of something sweet and asked curiously.
Gu Yan casually pulled up a chair and sat down next to Leng Qingqiu.
Then he picked up the bowl on the table, scooped up a spoonful with a spoon, and smiled: "I made some brown sugar ginger water."
"The weather has been getting much colder lately, and now it's the early hours when the yin energy is strong. It wouldn't be good if you caught a cold, Qingqiu."
"Here, let me feed you some."
Hearing this.
Leng Qingqiu found it somewhat amusing.
Ever since she started practicing this evil secret technique, her body had long since stopped fearing the cold.
Or rather, Leng Qingqiu's body temperature had already become different from normal people due to practicing this secret technique.
Thinking of this, Leng Qingqiu pretended to be indifferent and shook her head: "No, I'm not cold."
Hearing this, Gu Yan put down the spoon and held Leng Qingqiu's small hand, feeling how cold her palm was. He became even more concerned: "What nonsense are you talking? Your hand is so cold, and you say you're not cold?"
Saying this, Gu Yan quickly took off his jacket and draped it over Leng Qingqiu.
Leng Qingqiu pretended to resist, but the corners of her mouth turned up slightly.
She felt a warmth in her heart.
She hadn't expected Gu Yan to specially make her a bowl of brown sugar ginger water.
It was the middle of the night, and he must be very tired himself.
Thinking of this, an indescribable feeling welled up in Leng Qingqiu's heart, and she said: "You should go to sleep. I told you I'm not cold."
"No, no, I'm going to sit here and feed you until you finish drinking before I leave."
"It's not good for a girl's health to catch a chill."
"You didn't eat much for dinner either."
Gu Yan shook his head, then sat down and scooped up a spoonful of the brown sugar water, bringing it to Leng Qingqiu's lips.
If Leng Qingqiu had eyes, she would definitely have rolled them. She let out a light snort: "If I don't like the taste, you have to take it away and go back to sleep immediately."
Hearing this, Gu Yan's face lit up with joy as he slowly fed it to Leng Qingqiu: "Alright, I promise."
Seeing Leng Qingqiu frown as if savoring something, Gu Yan asked expectantly: "Does it taste good?"
"...Hmm... too much sugar, the fire was too high, it's just so-so."
Leng Qingqiu said expressionlessly.
??? How is that possible?! My culinary skills are godlike!
[Pure love interest feels happy and finds it delicious, +1 point]
Gu Yan was slightly stunned, then he understood.
So she's playing this game with me again, huh?
Alright, alright.
Gu Yan looked at Leng Qingqiu, then at the spoon in his hand.
Then he came up with an interesting idea.
On Leng Qingqiu's side, seeing that Gu Yan had fallen silent, she knew he was dumbfounded.
She couldn't help but laugh inwardly. Hmph, that's what you get for saying my cooking is bad.
Alright, it's about time to tell him I was just joking.
But just as Leng Qingqiu opened her mouth: "Gu..."
"??? Ah??? How could this be? I'll use this spoon to taste it myself!!!"
Gu Yan exclaimed dramatically.
Now it was Leng Qingqiu's turn to be stunned.
Wait, what did he say? Use the spoon to taste?
"Wait! Wait!"
Leng Qingqiu hurriedly stood up, reaching out her hand to stop Gu Yan.
Her face instantly turned red. That spoon! She had just used it!
However, she didn't touch anyone in front of her.
Instead, the sound came from behind her, and it was the sound of someone drinking soup.
"Slurp slurp~~"
"Sweet and smooth on the tongue, with an indescribable hint of sweetness on the spoon. Combined with my brown sugar water, it's perfectly delicious!!!"
"Qingqiu, tell me, how could you think such delicious brown sugar water doesn't taste good??"
Gu Yan put down the spoon, finished savoring, then looked at Leng Qingqiu who had turned around with a somewhat dazed expression.
"You... you really used the spoon I drank from?"
Leng Qingqiu's face looked a bit off, her tone seemed to be suppressing something as she asked.
Hearing this, Gu Yan looked at the spoon he had just licked clean, then smiled at Leng Qingqiu: "Yep, and I licked it very clean! Thanks for the treat!"
Ahhhhh!!!
Leng Qingqiu's heart pounded with unbearable embarrassment. She never imagined there could be such a perverted person in this world!
"You! You!!!"
Leng Qingqiu took a deep breath. She picked up the cane beside her, then faced Gu Yan with a flushed and angry expression and swung it at him: "You saliva-eating perverted lecher! Die! Die! Die!"
Leng Qingqiu never dreamed she would encounter such a situation.
It completely shattered the calm demeanor she had cultivated over years of practice.
Gu Yan was dumbfounded: "Ouch! Wait!! Qingqiu, you're really serious?!"
Whack! Whack!
"Of course! I have nothing more to say to a perverted lecher like you!! Die! Die!"
"Ahh! You're murdering your husband!"
"You! What husband! Stop yelling! Don't wake up Ling'er!!"
At this moment.
In another room.
Leng Ling'er, wearing pajamas, stared at the ceiling with dark circles under her eyes.
Hearing her sister's words, she felt like crying.
No, I've already been woken up by the noise.
Are you always this intense late at night?