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

"?"

Overwhelmed with shock, Chen Lianshu's fingers tightened unconsciously.

It was this subtle movement that caused the person in his arms to freeze, their arms naturally wrapped around his neck.

They both realized at the same time that the other was awake.

The air seemed to have frozen into ice.

Pei Wanyun nestled against her husband's chest, frozen in place, at a loss for what to do.

As she listened to his heartbeat, which had been steady, gradually quickening, her own heartbeat also became erratic.

It is obvious that only a sober person's heart would beat that fast.

"..."

She did not look up immediately.

Or rather, they dared not look up.

At that moment, she would rather believe that she was mistaken, or even that she was dreaming, than believe that her husband had actually woken up.

But the heartbeat was so clear, one beat after another;

And even through the thin undergarment, one could clearly feel the temperature of his chest;

All of this demonstrates that this is reality.

he woke up?

Is he really awake?

How did you wake up?

He didn't wake up all night because of last night's dosage.

But I added more calming incense today, so why did I wake up so early?

And... when did my husband wake up?

From the very beginning? Or just now?

If they had just woken up, there would still be a chance to explain.

But if from the very beginning—

Those intimate moments that she had suppressed for too long, those moments she dared not show in front of others;

Her husband saw everything she did, from holding hands, leaning on her shoulder, kissing her forehead, to even guiding his hand to rest on her side.

Still in the capacity of a master…

How can these be explained?

In the end, Pei Wanyun had no choice but to wait and see.

"..."

Chen Lianshu was in no better shape.

I was only awake for a few breaths when this overwhelming information flooded into my mind.

The soft, delicate body nestled before him was actually his master, who was usually so gentle, dignified, and spoke in such a soft voice?!

Even now, they are sharing the same blanket, their fingers intertwined, their legs entwined, their intimacy unlike that of master and disciple.

They were even less like "ordinary" Daoist couples.

"...Master."

After a long silence, Chen Lianshu finally spoke, breaking the suffocating silence.

But the other person did not respond, nor did they get up; they remained in the same position.

She even pulled her arms closer to him, pressing them even closer together.

"you…"

After hesitating for a moment, I finally asked:

"What are you doing here?"

"And... what are you doing?"

"What exactly is going on right now?"

Three questions in a row, each word piercing the heart, each word directly hitting the unspeakable secret in Pei Wanyun's heart.

"..."

There was a long silence.

Pei Wanyun finally moved, but only slightly, and still did not get up.

She couldn't bear to part with it.

Now that it has been discovered, every extra moment that can be kept is a moment's relief.

But her mind was already in complete turmoil, and she could only blush and feign composure, her voice soft and lacking in confidence:

"...You're awake?"

Pei Wanyun dared not look at her husband, much less let him see her expression at that moment.

"Master, you..."

Seeing that his master still showed no sign of letting go, Chen Lianshu remained silent for a moment before whispering:

"...It's pressing on my hair, it hurts a little."

"what?"

Pei Wanyun subconsciously let out a soft sound of doubt, her expression blank.

Her already flushed face suddenly became even hotter.

She hurriedly propped herself up and, sure enough, pulled out a strand of hair that had been pressed down from under her body.

Moreover, his movements were clumsy, and his posture became even more awkward, subtle, and ambiguous due to the hasty adjustment.

She froze in mid-air, unsure whether to get up or lie down.

Fortunately, the moonlight concealed most of her shy expression, allowing her to feign composure.

"..."

Chen Lianshu was the first to recover from this awkward situation.

He quickly raised his hand, which was embedded in his master's leg, to show his innocence.

Even though the soft jade and warm fragrance stirred my heart, I still moved away in the end.

He tried to open the other hand, which was clasped together with its fingers interlocked, but the other person showed no intention of letting go.

Only when she noticed him raising his hand did Pei Wanyun slowly release it, as if a beat slowed down.

The moment their fingers parted, a pang of regret swept through both of them.

"So, Master, what is this...?"

The distance between them increased slightly.

The two sat facing each other on the bed, not exactly whispering sweet nothings, but still very close.

"I…"

Pei Wanyun hurriedly spoke.

Realizing that the way he addressed her was inappropriate, he quickly corrected himself:

"I have come to find Xiao Xueyan."

In her panic, she blurted out an excuse she had prepared beforehand, which made her seem even more unusual.

"It disappeared around noon, and I was a little worried. I wondered if it had come to your place, so I came to check on it."

"Well…"

Chen Lianshu glanced at his master with a slightly embarrassed expression.

Her hair was disheveled, her collar was slightly open, and a glimpse of her fair skin was vaguely visible, inviting contemplation.

And under the moonlight, she even possessed a captivating charm rarely seen on ordinary days.

Nevertheless, he finally asked the question:

"So you... came to my bed looking for Xueyan?"

"Also, this posture is..."

He glanced instinctively at the cushion in the corner halfway through his sentence.

The little dumpling was fast asleep, sprawled out on its back, completely unaware of everything that was happening around it.

I must say, the feeling just now was indeed very good.

A beautiful woman is in my arms, her soft skin warm and fragrant.

"That little guy is in the corner."

However, he seemed to realize that his words were somewhat impolite, and quickly added a sentence.

"..."

Pei Wanyun followed his gaze and seemed to only then notice the little snow flame sleeping soundly in the corner.

Silence fell once more.

She slowly withdrew her gaze and met her husband's eyes again.

Although her eyes instinctively wanted to look away, she forced herself to gaze at him.

However, under the moonlight, this forced composure was not obvious.

"All right--"

Pei Wanyun sighed helplessly and finally spoke, admitting:

"I'm actually here to check on your health."

"My...body?"

Considering what had just happened, Chen Lianshu would have almost misunderstood if his master's expression hadn't been so serious.

"right!"

Pei Wanyun's thoughts raced as she recalled the reason her husband had once told her about joining the clan.

She feigned composure and said earnestly:

"How are the demonic restrictions within you...?"

"Are you feeling unwell?"

"?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Lianshu was surprised, but quickly regained her composure.

After all, it's not surprising that the other party possesses simulated memories and knows his undercover identity.

He even secretly took note:

In the master-disciple relationship, how exactly did I break free from that restriction?

This might be a direction worth exploring.

Although the attitude of the Holy Maiden Shen when she left would probably not harm her, she should still be careful.

Don't put all your eggs in one basket.

only…

There was another question that puzzled him.

"So what was your posture just now...?"

"..."

As expected, Pei Wanyun remained silent.

She pursed her lips slightly, and tightened her grip on the corner of the blanket.

Why is my husband so fixated on this issue?

What could she say?

You said that I missed you so much, waited for so long, and suppressed my feelings for so long, so I couldn't help but be tender with you.

Or was it that I was afraid you would wake up, so I specially lit calming incense, wanting to linger a little longer in closeness, but I didn't expect you to wake up halfway through, which led to this situation?

Obviously, neither is possible.

She had originally thought that the night raid plan could at least continue peacefully for a while.

Unexpectedly, on the very second night, they were caught red-handed.

What should we do now...?