Waaah, I'm being forced into loving my yandere wife's brain.

Lin Zhiyao collapsed onto the warm jade steps, completely powerless, her eyelids barely able to stay closed.

Her beautiful back was covered with red marks of all sizes, spreading from her shoulders to her lower back.

It was covered in kiss marks left by Shen Jin.

Lin Zhiyao was panting heavily, her almond-shaped eyes unfocused, her lips were swollen from being bitten, and her face was still wet with tears. She looked like a begonia flower that had been battered by wind and rain all night, both disheveled and beautiful.

Shen Jin was also panting heavily.

He looked down at the dense hickeys on Lin Zhiyao's back, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his fox-like eyes.

Then, he bent down, scooped her up from the steps, and pulled her into his arms.

Lin Zhiyao leaned softly against his chest, too weak to even lift her hand, only breathing heavily.

Shen Jin hugged her, rested his chin on the top of her head, and rubbed against her. His voice was hoarse, with a hint of post-coital languor, "Pack up."

He paused, then gently patted her shapely buttocks with his large hand.

"After we're done packing, I'll take you to see your sister."

Lin Zhiyao instantly perked up, looking up in surprise, "R-really?"

Her sweet, soft voice was slightly hoarse, with a nasal tone from crying, soft and sweet, sounding just like she was being coquettish.

Shen Jin looked into her almond-shaped eyes, which were filled with surprise and joy, and brimming with tears. His fox-like eyes narrowed slightly. "When have I ever lied to you?"

Lin Zhiyao opened her mouth, wanting to say that what he said last night, "I'll let you see your sister after I accompany you once," actually turned into bringing her sister to Cangwu Mountain. Although it wasn't exactly a lie, something was clearly not right.

Including just now, not only did they delay fulfilling their promise to take her to see her sister, but they also made her, the one owed the money, pay interest. Even the local loan sharks weren't this outrageous.

But Lin Zhiyao swallowed the words back before she could say them.

She dared not say it.

I didn't want to upset him at this time.

I'm afraid that the opportunity I finally got will vanish.

---

"We've arrived. Your sister is in the yard."

Shen Jin's voice was indifferent, but his arm around Lin Zhiyao's waist tightened.

Lin Zhiyao's attention was entirely focused on the courtyard, her face beaming with undisguised joy at the prospect of seeing her younger sister; clearly, her heart was completely set on her.

Shen Jin's expression darkened slightly as he looked at her.

Lin Zhiyao didn't see it. She struggled but couldn't break free. Shen Jin's arm didn't budge, as if it were iron clamps welded firmly to her body.

"...Sir Immortal Lord?"

Lin Zhiyao looked up and gave a weak reminder, her expression slightly puzzled.

Shen Jin only loosened his grip and put her down when he met her pitiful gaze.

Lin Zhiyao left his embrace.

She dashed into the courtyard like a whirlwind, pushed open the door, and called out, "Zhiwan!"

"elder sister?"

Lin Zhiwan looked to be no more than thirteen or fourteen years old. She was lying quietly on the bed when she saw her older sister enter the room. The worry and concern on her face instantly turned into joy.

Lin Zhiyao rushed to her bedside, grasped her thin hand, her eyes reddening, "Zhiwan, have you eaten? Did you sleep last night?"

Lin Zhiwan blinked and squeezed her sister's hand back. "Sister, when the fairy here brought me here, she showed me a water mirror with your image on it. Knowing that you were alright, I took good care of myself."

"That's good."

Lin Zhiyao hugged her younger sister, patted the back of her head, and finally felt relieved.

"Sister, are you crying?"

Lin Zhiwan's voice was soft, with the sensitivity unique to a child.

Lin Zhiyao then realized that her eyes were wet. She hurriedly raised her hand to wipe them and forced a smile, "No, I'm just so happy to see that you're alright."

"Really?"

Lin Zhiwan tilted her head to look at her, her eyes clear and bright, like a mountain stream, able to see into the depths of people's hearts.

Lin Zhiyao didn't dare look into her sister's eyes, and lowered her head to tuck the blanket around her. "Are the fairy sisters here good to you? Has anyone bullied you?"

"No, they're all very nice," Lin Zhiwan replied obediently. "They dressed me in pretty clothes, gave me delicious snacks, and put me in a soft bed. Sister, the blankets here are so light and warm; I've never slept in such a comfortable bed before."

"That's good."

Lin Zhiyao held her sister's hand, feeling a mix of sadness and bitterness in her heart.

Her younger sister had suffered so much with her for so many years, rarely even getting a full meal, but now, because of Shen Jin, she was living a life she never dared to dream of.

But how long can this kind of life last?

she does not know.

"Zhiwan, listen to me." Lin Zhiyao pursed her lips and carefully chose her words, "The immortal lord here... he won't be sending us back for the time being, we may have to stay here for a while."

Lin Zhiwan blinked, showing no sign of resistance, but rather some curiosity, "Immortal Lord? Is he even more powerful and beautiful than the fairy sisters?"

Lin Zhiyao opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

Just then, the door was pushed open.

Shen Jin slipped in unnoticed, dressed in white, standing with his hands behind his back, without even making a sound from the door.

Lin Zhiyao was startled and instinctively stood up, blocking her sister's bed.

Shen Jin stared at her for a while before his gaze passed over her and landed lightly on Lin Zhiwan.

"You're Yao Yao's sister?"

His voice was neither warm nor cold, and he had little expression, but his tone wasn't exactly cold.

Lin Zhiwan looked up at the white-robed immortal who had suddenly appeared, her eyes bright and fearless. "Yes! My name is Lin Zhiwan, greetings, Immortal Lord."

Shen Jin nodded slightly. "Your sister will be staying here for a while, so you can stay too. If you need anything, just tell the maid."

He paused, then took out a delicate little jade bottle from his sleeve and placed it on the table.

"Take one pill from this bottle daily, and it will cure your leg. In as little as three months, or as long as six months, you will be able to walk again."

Lin Zhiwan's eyes lit up instantly. "Really? I can walk now?"

"What the Immortal Lord says is naturally true," Shen Jin said calmly. "Once your leg heals, I can have someone teach you cultivation."

Lin Zhiwan was so happy she almost jumped out of bed, grabbing Lin Zhiyao's hand and shaking it vigorously, "Sister, did you hear that? I can walk now! I can be a fairy again!"

Lin Zhiyao looked at her younger sister's excited face, her lips moved, but she didn't say anything.

Shen Jin's gaze returned to her face, lingering for a long time. Seeing that she still refused to look at him, his expression calmed down, and he withdrew his gaze.

"You sisters chat." He turned and walked out, stopping at the door. "As long as you behave, I won't treat you badly."

The door closed.

Lin Zhiyao stood there, staring at the door for a long time before slowly sitting back down on the bed.

"Sister, the Immortal Lord is so kind!" Lin Zhiwan hugged the jade bottle, unable to put it down. "He gave us such a nice place to stay, healed my leg, and even said he would let me become a fairy..."

Lin Zhiyao gave a slight smile and said, "Mm."

Lin Zhiwan laughed for a while, then gradually calmed down, her eyes showing concern. "Sister, you're not happy."

Lin Zhiyao shook her head, "No, my sister is very happy."

"You're lying." Lin Zhiwan stared at her, her eyes unblinking. "My sister's eyes don't lie."

Lin Zhiyao was stunned.

She opened her mouth, wanting to deny it, but when she met her sister's concerned gaze, it felt like something was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say a word.

"Sister, were you bullied here?" Lin Zhiwan lowered her voice, put down the jade bottle, and gripped her hand tightly. "That Immortal Lord... is he treating you badly?"

Lin Zhiyao remained silent for a long time before softly asking, "Zhiwan, do you think we're the same as the people here?"

Lin Zhiwan thought for a moment, "They are different. They are fairies, and we are mortals."

"yes."

Lin Zhiyao's voice was very soft, "We are mortals, we know nothing, we have nothing. The Immortal Lord is kind to us now, but who knows how long this kindness will last?"

She paused, then lowered her eyelashes.

"The people here are polite to us, but that's because of the Immortal Lord's orders. They don't really take us seriously. Once the Immortal Lord gets tired of us, we won't even have a place to stay."

Lin Zhiwan listened quietly without interrupting.

"When we go back home, the house and land will definitely have been taken. The chickens we raised with all the money we saved up will be gone, and the vegetables we grew will be gone too." Lin Zhiyao's voice trembled slightly. "On that day, how will the two of us weak women survive?"

Moreover, she had heard the legend that a day in heaven is equivalent to a year on earth, and she had also heard the story of the Rotten Chessman. If it were true, by the time they returned, the kind-hearted villagers would have long since turned to dust, and they would have nowhere to go.

Lin Zhiwan didn't quite understand, but she realized one thing: "Does my sister want to go back?"

Lin Zhiyao didn't say anything, but her eyes reddened.

Lin Zhiwan looked at her for a while, then suddenly smiled and reached out to hug her waist.

"Then let's go back."

The voice was soft and gentle, yet inexplicably firm.

"Wherever my sister goes, I'll go. If my sister says we're going back, we'll go back."

Lin Zhiyao's nose tingled, and tears finally fell.

If Shen Jin had spoken earlier, she would have definitely tried her best to go back as soon as possible.

But now, Shen Jin's claim that he could cure her sister's leg has left her at a loss for what to do.

As for cultivating immortality...

A hermit once visited their village and examined each child's bone structure and talent, but unfortunately, she and her sister were just ordinary people.

Therefore, Lin Zhiyao was well aware that they were just ordinary people.

Although she admires immortals, if she covets too much, she fears that everything will be like a dream, and in the end she will not be able to keep or hold onto even the little she has now.

When circumstances plummet from the horizon to the muddy ground, such a dramatic fall... would probably be worse than death.

Lin Zhiyao hugged her younger sister, "Don't worry, focus on your treatment first, as for what happens afterward..."

Lin Zhiyao bit her lip, and thinking of her sister's unconditional support, her eyes gradually hardened. "I'll find a way."

---

Outside.

Shen Jin did not leave.

He leaned against a pillar, his fox-like eyes slightly lowered, listening to the faint whispers coming from inside the door.

She held a crabapple petal, which she had picked at some unknown time, between her fingertips and slowly crushed it.

The juice stained his pale skin, and Shen Jin's expression was hidden in the shadows of the pillars, making it impossible to see clearly.

After a long while, he finally managed a slight smile.

He seemed to be smiling, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.