Fairy, please have some self-respect. I am not the reincarnation of your deceased husband.

The night breeze seemed to calm down for a moment.

"..."

Chen Lianshu stiffened slightly and remained silent for a moment.

The delicate body in his arms was not as cold as its temperament suggested; on the contrary, it was warm and soft.

The aroma of wine intertwines with the fragrance of plum blossoms, blending with Mu Qianxue's unique clean scent, creating an intoxicating and ambiguous atmosphere.

She was indeed drunk, so drunk that she could barely stand up straight.

"Senior sister, you..."

Chen Lianshu paused, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

Looking at her hands gripping her sleeves tightly, and then at the rare vulnerability she showed, I noticed something else.

"well--"

In the end, all the words he wanted to say were reduced to a helpless sigh.

"Senior sister, let me help you to your room to rest."

Knowing that the other person was already drunk and confused, Chen Lianshu did not take advantage of her vulnerability. Instead, he gestured for her to use his arm for support as they returned to the house.

Mu Qianxue gave a vague "hmm".

However, seeing that the other person's other hand was free, they revealed an expression completely different from usual, tilting their head somewhat blankly and asking softly:

"Weren't you... supporting me?"

"…good."

Chen Lianshu hesitated for a moment, but seeing that she had no intention of walking on her own, he ultimately supported her other elbow.

As a result, their posture became somewhat awkward, and their pace slowed down considerably.

"..."

Although she felt a little regretful that she didn't put her arm around her waist, Mu Qianxue didn't show it.

She was drunk and a little confused, but at least she still had a sense of logic.

"Hmm..."

Before she could even awkwardly step into the house, Mu Qianxue let out a muffled sob.

The originally cool voice gradually softened, even taking on a hint of coquettishness:

"It's so cold."

Immediately, her body, which still had some strength left, went limp again, and she nestled even deeper into her husband's arms, wrapping her arms around his waist.

After all, she was very drunk and confused about everything.

Let alone using spiritual power to ward off the cold, he couldn't even stand up straight.

Yes, that's exactly right.

"!"

Chen Lianshu felt a chill run down his spine at this.

The difference between Mu Qianxue's drunken state and her usual self was far too great.

Reason told him he should immediately keep his distance, or even push her away.

But... what happens after you push it away?

Given her current state of being completely drunk and incoherent, why would we let her go back on her own?

Or should we just stand here in the courtyard?

Or should we let it sleep directly in the yard?

Although a Golden Core cultivator wouldn't necessarily catch a cold from this, it was ultimately not a proper course of action.

"..."

Mu Qianxue's current behavior has once again aroused Chen Lianshu's suspicions.

People say that true feelings are revealed after drinking.

In the simulation, if the two were just ordinary senior and junior siblings, why would she treat him like this?

He simply wouldn't believe that his charm would be enough to melt that iceberg after just one month of uneventful interaction.

Moreover, the two represent different analog circuits.

The doubts that had been suppressed in her heart by her master's words that they were "just fellow disciples" resurfaced.

Could it be…

"hiss--"

Chen Lianshu took a deep breath, her mind in turmoil.

Mu Qianxue, however, had no time to notice the change in his expression. She simply snuggled closer to him, savoring this moment of intimacy.

Finally, in this awkward half-carrying, half-supporting posture, he managed to bring his senior sister into the house.

"call--"

After settling the person onto his usual bed, Chen Lianshu finally felt relieved.

"?"

Just as he was about to turn around to get a drink of water, a cool, soft hand gently grasped his.

"Junior brother..."

A cool, clear voice came from behind me.

Chen Lianshu was puzzled and looked back.

The figure in pure white was still lying on the couch, holding his hand, not allowing him to leave, and gazing at him intently.

"I don't want to go back tonight."

The tone carried a hint of pleading, and even a touch of grievance.

But Mu Qianxue seemed oblivious to the ambiguity in her words, and continued to murmur softly:

"The workload is too heavy. Even if I go back, I'll just be sitting alone by the lamp all day."

"It's very quiet here."

"Let me rest for the night..."

She gradually closed her eyes, and her voice grew weaker.

"Just for one night..."

"..."

Chen Lianshu silently gazed at the person on the bed, unable to describe her feelings.

At this moment, Mu Qianxue's black hair was slightly disheveled and spread out on the pillow. Her beautiful face revealed a rare gentleness due to her drunkenness.

Her breathing was even and long, as if she had truly fallen into a deep sleep, deeply intoxicated and sleeping peacefully.

"Yes, Senior Sister, please get some rest."

Although the other party was probably unable to hear her, Chen Lianshu still responded politely.

It took him a little effort to loosen the other person's fingers.

But before he had taken more than a few steps, he stopped.

"..."

Immediately, he turned around and went straight to the "unsuspecting" aloof fairy on the bed.

He didn't do anything, but remembering that she had said "cold" earlier, he carefully tucked her in before leaving the house and going into the courtyard to clean up the mess on the stone table.

After that, he did not enter the dormitory again, but went into the quiet room.

After all, the house was not very big and there were no guest rooms.

Now that his bed has been occupied by Mu Qianxue, he can only temporarily replace sleep with meditation.

Moreover, my mind is in turmoil right now, and I need to calm down.

"..."

Mu Qianxue only slowly opened her eyes after Chen Lianshu had completely stopped moving.

Although his eyes were open, he wasn't very sober and his vision was still blurry with drunkenness.

She felt a little regretful about her husband's departure.

But recalling the feeling of snuggling intimately in his arms just now, a warm feeling quietly welled up in her heart.

"Heh~"

Mu Qianxue turned over, holding the blanket her husband had specially covered her with, and smiled contentedly.

"We've held hands..."

[Ding! The tribulation is being repaired...]

[The correct path: 10%]

……

The next day at noon.

"hiss--"

Mu Qianxue gradually woke up, and a headache immediately struck her.

She gasped softly and slowly sat up in bed.

"Um?"

Looking around, the environment, both strange and familiar, made her murmur with doubt.

"here it is…"

What's unfamiliar is that this isn't the place where she wakes up every day.

What's familiar is that this seems to be her husband's residence.

"!"

and many more…

Where does my husband live?

Realizing this, memories of last night's hangover came flooding back.

Not only did she not forget, but the events of her drunkenness became even clearer in her mind.

Although she was delighted that her plan had succeeded, but...

Thinking about my audacious actions last night...

That face, which had never flushed even when drunk, now resembled a ripe, juicy fruit.

What did she do last night?!

Feigning cold, then getting close and embracing, pulling at your sleeve to keep you here?!

She even... she was being affectionate?!

Mu Qianxue was immediately overcome with shyness, her mind in turmoil.

It's over. Her good impression on her husband is probably completely ruined...

How could I be so useless?!

How am I going to face my husband later...?

"..."

But when Mu Qianxue looked down at the hand she had held in her husband's hand the night before, and recalled the feeling, she couldn't help but think to herself:

Holding hands... doesn't feel so bad?