The evil female in the space can heal, and five beast husbands risk their lives to protect her.

Chapter 18 Healing the Heart
Que Hongjin noticed that his wife's eyes were truly unique—clean, clear, beautiful, and lively, with an innate intelligence. When she smiled, her eyes were so bright and radiant, like sunshine, bright and full of vitality, capable of attracting people deeply without them even realizing it.

Most importantly, it's as if she can speak; you can guess what she's thinking just by looking at her.

It's really fun.

She had never had such a look in her eyes before; they were only filled with greed and confusion, as if she had become a different person deep in her soul.

As Que Hongjin thought of this, a shimmering light appeared in her beautiful, clear eyes.

Qiao Suluo's eyelashes trembled. After considering her words carefully, she asked softly, "Were your wings deliberately cut off?"

"Does it hurt?"

Que Hongjin's expression froze, a dark light flashing in his eyes. But in a moment, he composed himself and looked at her with a half-smile, saying, "Is my wife concerned about me and feeling sorry for me?"

The first time someone asked him if he was in a lot of pain?

It stirred a ripple in his heart.

Qiao Suluo met Que Hongjin's gentle, watery eyes. When those eyes softened, they seemed to be naturally affectionate, easily bewitching people.

Qiao Suluo slightly avoided his gaze and said, "I just think that if your wings hurt a lot, it will hurt a lot when you work."

"How about I do it? I can finish it in a little while tonight."

Que Hongjin spoke slowly, "Does my wife think I'm crippled?"

Qiao Suluo quickly looked up at him and explained, "No, I absolutely didn't look down on you." She didn't want to hurt Que Hongjin's pride.

Que Hongjin looked at her, her beautiful eyes filled with a hazy emotion, and said, "Since my wife doesn't mind, then let me do these things."

“My wife cares about me, and I can’t bear to let her get tired.”

Qiao Suluo suddenly didn't know what to say.

If she continued, it would sound like sweet talk, but she couldn't take such words seriously.

She said, "Then you can do these for now, but don't tire yourself out. I'll go make lunch."

As she spoke, Qiao Suluo left the room and went to the kitchen to prepare lunch.

Bai Qianlu was already sitting in the courtyard, washing the locust flowers in a basin of water.

He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his fair, jade-like arms, which gleamed in the sunlight. Even as he washed the locust flowers, the lines of his arms were so elegant and beautiful.

He was intently washing the locust flowers, his movements elegant and refined, as if he were creating a beautiful work of art rather than doing manual labor. However, his usual aloofness was softened by his work, giving him a touch of worldly charm, making him resemble a stunning ink painting that captivated everyone.

As if sensing Qiao Suluo's footsteps, Bai Qianluo said in a cold voice, "Does my wife need any vegetables washed? Just leave it to me."

Qiao Suluo came to her senses and said, "Oh, then I'll trouble you to help wash the green peppers and tomatoes you bought."

She first rinsed the rice and then started a fire to steam it.

Soon after Bai Qianluo finished washing the vegetables, Qiao Suluo chopped green peppers, tomatoes, scallions, and ginger.

The scallions were given to her by the people in the tribe. She didn't have any ginger, so she exchanged a small piece from the space shop, along with some white sugar, to make braised pork.

She didn't have many points left in her space, so she had to go up the mountain in the afternoon to find some local produce to exchange for points in the space's shop.

She first grilled and cleaned the pork belly, then cut it into pieces and fried it in oil. After that, she colored, seasoned, and stewed it.

After washing the locust flowers, Bai Qianluo went into the kitchen to help Qiao Suluo start the fire.

After simmering for about half an hour, Qiao Suluo said, "From now on, just simmer it on low heat."

"it is good."

Bai Qianluo's voice was clear and cool, like snowmelt from the mountains, extremely pleasant to the ear. The aroma filled the air while the braised pork was simmering.

Que Hongjin, who was focused on doing needlework in her room, could smell the fragrance.

He had to admit that the fragrance was irresistibly captivating.

He had never smelled such a delicious aroma before. Was it the smell of meat?
There wasn't a trace of fishy smell, which instantly made him feel hungry, and he actually started looking forward to lunch.

Distracted for a moment, Que Hongjin accidentally pricked his finger with the needle. Looking at his finger with water droplets showing, he took out a handkerchief to wipe it, and shook his head with a wry smile.

He was so distracted by the aroma of food while doing needlework that he pricked his finger.

I haven't pricked my finger since I learned needlework as a child.

After the braised pork was cooked, Qiao Suluo scooped it out, preparing to stir-fry it with green peppers. However, seeing Bai Qianluo sitting quietly by the fire, she picked up a piece of braised pork with her chopsticks and said, "Would you like to try some first?"

Bai Qianlu didn't move. "Let's eat together."

Qiao Suluo felt that he was out of touch with reality. "What delicious food! People should have something they like, even if it's just liking food."

Only when you have things you like can you love the world. She always felt that Bai Qianluo was too indifferent.

I don't think this is right.

I don't know what he went through to be like this.

He is a white whale beastman, and should be able to swim, but he can't swim now. Is there something wrong with the white whale's constitution?
She seemed to have heard from her past life's memories that he was harmed by someone, which was why his health problems occurred.

So she blew on the braised pork and held it to Bai Qianluo's lips, "Open your mouth and try it, it's really delicious."

"Really, I'm not lying to you."

A clear, lively voice rang in my ears, sweet and pleasant, and the air was filled with the aroma of food.

He didn't know why, but as if he were truly bewitched, he slightly opened his mouth, and in an instant, the food was stuffed into it.

In that instant, the rich, savory flavor of the meat bursts on the tongue. The meat is tender and juicy, with a slight springy texture when you bite into it, and a sweet aroma that lingers in the throat...

This was a delicacy he had never tasted before; meat could be so delicious.

At this moment, even his breath was infused with fragrance, so comforting that one wanted to sigh softly.

Jossou looked at him expectantly and asked, "How is it? Is it delicious?"

At that moment, Bai Qianluo felt as if a stone had been gently struck in his heart, like a pebble falling into a calm pond, breaking the still, undisturbed water. His hand holding the firewood trembled slightly.

"It's delicious and very tasty. Thank you, my lady."

Qiao Suluo smiled and said, "You don't need to be so polite."

"Although I don't know what you've been through in the past, I think there are still many wonderful things in this world, such as delicious food. Eating delicious food is so enjoyable."

"Think more about the good things, and don't punish yourself for other people's mistakes."

As the saying goes, a gentleman takes revenge even after ten years.

Upon hearing these words, Bai Qianluo froze, as if a thunderbolt had struck her ear.

Since being stripped of his beluga whale bloodline, he has lost all his talents, and he can't even save himself if he falls into the water; his eyes are also...

No one had ever said such a thing to him before.

Punish yourself?
He does seem to be punishing himself for other people's mistakes.

Is revenge still possible for him? Does his body even have the ability to take revenge?
(End of this chapter)