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

Chapter 45 Is he dead?

Qiao Suluo looked up at Que Hongjin and met his bright, smiling eyes. She could see the emotions in them clearly, which made her heart skip a beat.

At this moment, her mind was in complete turmoil, and she didn't know how to answer Que Hongjin.

Seeing her silence, Que Hongjin sighed inwardly, "Does my wife not want to accept me?"

"I will change anything my wife doesn't like."

"I will try my best to make my wife like me."

As Que Hongjin said these words, the smile in her eyes gradually faded, as if she was nervous.

Qiao Suluo's eyelashes trembled slightly. She knew she couldn't bear to see him so sad, so she whispered, "No."

"You're fine, don't overthink it."

"It was so sudden, I was a bit flustered and not prepared at all."

Hearing this, Que Hongjin breathed a sigh of relief. He gently stroked her hair and said softly, "It was my fault for not telling my wife in advance."

"Then I'll take it as my wife's agreement, but I'll give her a few days to prepare herself mentally."

"OK?"

Que Hongjin's voice was deep and melodious, like a clear stream flowing into her heart. His warm breath brushed against her reddened earlobes, making her mouth even drier.

Her head was buzzing, and she nodded uncontrollably, "Okay."

Seeing her nod, Que Hongjin seemed very happy, his eyes filled with a tender smile. He hugged her, lowered his head to kiss her forehead, and murmured, "My wife is so good. In a few days, I will love my wife well."

Qiao Suluo's heart skipped a beat. She felt she couldn't even look at Que Hongjin like that; her heartstrings were being plucked hard by him.

Qiao Suluo turned her head slightly and immediately saw the props on the table. She snapped out of her daze and asked in confusion, "Why?"

“I wasn’t good to you before, and I even abused you.”

If Que Hongjin isn't someone who judges by appearance, then considering what she did to him in the past, he wouldn't have developed feelings for her.

Put yourself in her shoes; if she put herself in her shoes, she would only dislike her. How could she possibly have any feelings for her?

Besides, even if she changed, given their past experiences, they wouldn't believe her.

Que Hongjin found it amusing to see Qiao Suluo's confused expression, so he leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Because the wife is not her."

When Que Hongjin said these words, she used a tone of certainty rather than a question or even a rhetorical question.

At this moment, his voice was low and hoarse, as if his fingertips were brushing against his heart, creating a trembling arc.

Qiao Suluo was shocked and stared at Que Hongjin with wide eyes in disbelief.

"you you……"

Qiao Suluo wanted to say something, but found herself unable to say it.

She was shocked that he had discovered this in such a short time.

Looking at her innocent reaction, Que Hongjin said in a low voice, "My Peacock family's pure bloodline possesses unique abilities. I can see things that others cannot see, and I can also make judgments about them."

For example, her spirit form was so beautiful and captivating.

"So I've always only wanted to be your beastly husband, not hers."

At this moment, Que Hongjin's beautiful eyes were filled with moonlight, her pupils reflecting Que Hongjin's eyebrows and eyes, and her eyes burned with a tender light, as if she wanted to melt Que Hongjin into them.

These words were like a pebble thrown into a lake, creating countless ripples in her heart, and a sweet feeling gradually spread from there.

A surge of warmth welled up in Qiao Suluo's eyes, her nose stung, and tears welled up uncontrollably in her eyes. At that moment, she felt the unease and confusion in her heart subside.

"So you knew."

Qiao Suluo's voice was slightly choked up at this moment.

The unfamiliarity and unease with this world seemed to relax my tense mind.

Finally, someone understands her, knows that she is not herself, and doesn't have to bear all the burdens of her past self.

Que Hongjin looked at the mist in her eyes and felt as if his heart had been pricked by a needle. He reached out his long, jade-like fingers and gently wiped away the mist.

But the mist remained, so he sighed softly and lowered his head to kiss away the mist from the corners of her eyes.

"Yes, I know, I'll always be here, don't be afraid."

Don't be afraid of the unfamiliarity of this world.

He would stay by her side and watch over her. Soothed by Que Hongjin's gentle breath, Qiao Suluo gradually relaxed and let herself lean against him.

Que Hongjin could feel her trust and reliance at this moment, and held her even more carefully, as if she were a precious treasure.

"I always thought you hated me."

Que Hongjin sighed softly and said, "How could I bear to?"

How could I bear to hate her?

"You are not her either."

“My wife could have told me from the beginning.”

Qiao Sulu shook her head. "I can't say."

The system doesn't allow her to speak; if she ignores the system and speaks directly, she will be automatically muted.

But if they find out, it's okay, she can admit it.

Que Hongjin understood in an instant that there might be some restrictions on her coming here.

However, as if thinking of something, a sense of unease welled up in Que Hongjin's heart, "Will my wife leave again?"

As he said this, Que Hongjin tightened his arms around her, holding her tightly as if that was the only way she wouldn't leave.

Qiao Suluo leaned against him and said, "Probably not."

Is she... still there?

Speaking of her, Que Hongjin's eyes flashed with a dangerous glint.

That "she" naturally refers to her predecessor.

Qiao Suluo shook her head and said, "She's gone. She was struck by lightning that day and her soul was scattered."

Que Hongjin breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good."

"My lady, don't be afraid. I won't let anyone hurt you. Do whatever you want, and I will be with you."

Qiao Suluo nodded. Opening up at this moment gave her a sense of security and an inexplicable sense of trust in Que Hongjin.

She was no longer alone in this world.

……

That night, Qiao Suluo dreamed of Yue Hanzheng again, just like the last time.

This made Qiao Suluo very uneasy.

So the next morning, Qiao Suluo didn't bother setting up her stall and went directly to Medicine King Valley with Que Hongjin and Bai Qianluo by renting an oxcart.

It takes about two hours, or four hours, to travel from their village to Yaowang Valley by oxcart.

It was already noon when they arrived at the outskirts of Medicine King Valley.

Medicine King Valley occupies a huge valley, resembling a manor, with traps and formations blocking its way from the outside.

Following her predecessor's memories, Qiao Suluo arrived at the outer perimeter and asked the gatekeeper to help her find the manager of the outer valley forest.

The gatekeeper went in to report, and Qiao Suluo stood outside to wait.

Standing here, she can smell the rich aroma of medicinal herbs.

A moment later, the gatekeeper came out and said, "Manager Lin wants you to come in."

Qiao Suluo, Que Hongjin, and Bai Qianluo went in together.

They arrived outside the small courtyard of the forest steward.

When Manager Lin saw Qiao Suluo arrive, he said calmly, "You've come at the right time. Yue Hanzheng's health is failing. Take him back and handle his funeral arrangements."

The reason Steward Lin was willing to let Qiao Suluo and the others take the person back was that he felt that Yue Hanzheng had once been a member of the Duke of Dingguo's mansion, and it wouldn't be worth it for the Duke of Dingguo's mansion to remember him and come looking for them on his behalf.

Why not let Qiao Suluo take her back? That way, if the Duke of Dingguo's mansion needs someone to take revenge in the future, they can also go to Qiao Suluo.

"what?"

Upon hearing these words, Qiao Suluo's expression changed drastically.

Her fingers trembled slightly. Could it really be like the scene in her dream? Could he be dead?
(End of this chapter)