Fairy, please don't do this!

Si Ruoyu gently shook her head and slowly withdrew her hand: "That's...too troublesome."

Gu Jinzhao was stunned, feeling as if Aunt Ruo was both right in front of him and yet silently drifting away.

He wanted to reach out and grab it, but for a moment he didn't know what words to use to persuade it to stay.

A sudden surge of panic and helplessness welled up inside me.

"My dear husband, do you know why your Aunt Ruo is like this?"

At this moment, the ghost wife's voice gently rang out in his mind.

Gu Jinzhao hurriedly asked, "Why?"

An Wanxi sighed softly, "Perhaps she felt that her little husband was no longer a fledgling bird that needed her protection, but an eagle that could soar on its own."

“You deserve a wider sky, instead of being confined to Qingyun City, and you shouldn’t stay under her wings forever.”

Father, like son.

The reason that Gu Jinchao couldn't understand, she could see clearly.

A single word was like a flash of lightning striking my mind.

Gu Jinzhao immediately realized what was happening and reached out again to gently grasp Aunt Ruo's hand, which she was trying to pull away: "Aunt Ruo, do you know why I insisted on going to the Demon Suppression Division?"

Si Ruoyu lowered her eyelids slightly: "Why?"

Gu Jinzhao looked intently at her: "I want to tell Aunt Ruo that when a fledgling bird grows into an eagle and its wings become strong, it is not just to fly higher and farther to reach the unreachable heavens and earth."

"It is so that I can keep the important people under my wings."

"Just as I want to become stronger as soon as possible, it's not to pursue the illusory path to immortality, but simply so that I can do whatever I want and protect the people I care about."

Meeting that incredibly ardent and sincere gaze, Si Ruoyu felt a gentle touch on the softest corner of her heart. Her voluptuous body trembled almost imperceptibly with her slightly rapid breathing.

A captivating blush quietly rose on her gentle and beautiful face, like the sunset reflecting on snow, breathtakingly beautiful.

Si Ruoyu gently bit her lower lip: "You will eventually have your own path to walk."

Gu Jinzhao gently placed her palm on his cheek: "For the past ten years or so, it was Aunt Ruo who held my hand and guided me forward."

"Now that I'm all grown up... it's my turn to hold Aunt Ruo's hand and walk forward together."

Why did he go to the Demon Suppression Division?

Was it merely for cultivating the "Six Elements True Demon Technique" and stacking armor to deal with the peach blossom calamity?

Naturally not.

Most importantly, he wanted to gain the favor of Empress Dowager Xiao Qingyi and obtain the [Heavenly Stems Mirror].

Otherwise, why would he be so fixated on the Demon Suppression Division?

Si Ruoyu's eyes were overflowing with tenderness. She raised her other hand and gently stroked his cheek: "But I can't be too selfish."

Gu Jinzhao felt the soft warmth of her palm: "It's not that Aunt Ruo is selfish, it's that I'm selfish."

"Because I need Aunt Ruo, and I can't live without Aunt Ruo."

"So, no matter what happens in the future, I hope Aunt Ruo can stay by my side."

Si Ruoyu's heart pounded, her cheeks and ears burned, and her gaze fell on the handsome face of the young man in front of her, unable to look away.

At this moment, all the previous worries and fears seemed to melt away quietly like ice and snow.

She even found her master Xuan Yi's words somewhat laughable, and felt that she had been a bit foolish before.

Gu Jinzhao never had the thought of leaving her; it was all just her overthinking.

Their eyes met, and Gu Jinchao said earnestly, "Aunt Ruo, can you grant me this selfish request?"

"Mmm!" Si Ruoyu's lips curved into a slight smile, and she nodded gently...

Chapter 97, Sleeping in the Same Bed, the Fire Rises Again (3K)

The atmosphere in the room seemed to have returned to its former warmth.

Gu Jinzhao did not let go of Si Ruoyu's slender hand, nor did Si Ruoyu pull her hand away.

With palms pressed together, the touch of each other's skin lingered in our hearts, bringing an indescribable warmth.

Seeing that it was late at night, Si Ruoyu pursed her lips: "I've almost recovered now. I'll get a good night's sleep, and I should be fine tomorrow!"

"You've had a long day, go back to your room and rest early!"

Gu Jinzhao shook his head: "What if the hysteria recurs and Aunt Ruo faints again?"

He could sense that the malevolent aura emanating from Aunt Ruo's soul was even stronger than usual, which showed that Xuan Yi would definitely not easily give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Si Ruoyu said coquettishly, "Are you going to sit here all night?"

"I can just meditate and cultivate myself; Aunt Ruo doesn't need to worry about it!"

Gu Jinzhao smiled, but his brows betrayed his weariness.

Yesterday, he fought with Buddhist nuns and Zen masters, and then suffered from a night of torment due to a condition where his yang energy turned into fire.

He hadn't rested in the early morning, had gone to the sect, and didn't return until dusk, so he was naturally exhausted.

However, he is a cultivator, so enduring two days is not a problem for him.

Seeing his stubbornness and unwillingness to leave, and noticing his exhaustion, Si Ruoyu felt a pang of heartache: "There's an unused quilt in the cabinet, go and get it!"

"Aunt Ruo, are you feeling cold?"

Gu Jinchao got up, went into the wardrobe, took out a quilt, and was about to cover her with it.

Si Ruoyu rolled her eyes at him: "It's not for me, it's for you!"

Gu Jinzhao realized what was happening and was immediately stunned: "Aunt Ruo wants me to sleep next to you?"

A blush crept onto Si Ruoyu's gentle and beautiful face. She merely shifted slightly further into the bed, making room for her.

After a moment's hesitation, Gu Jinzhao laid out the bedding, took off his cloud-patterned shoes, and lay down.

A refreshing fragrance wafted through the air, wafting into his nostrils, making him somewhat reluctant to leave.

In the past, when he was tired, Aunt Ruo would let him rest his head on her lap and then massage his temples.

At these times, I can always smell her unique body fragrance.

It smells good and calms the mind, making you relax without even realizing it.

Si Ruoyu turned to the side and looked at him gently: "You've been exhausted these past two days, get some rest."

Gu Jinzhao gave a soft "hmm," then closed his eyes and began to breathe evenly.

The bed wasn't narrow, but it felt a bit cramped for two people.

Si Ruoyu's back was almost pressed against the cold inner wall of the bed, while Gu Jinzhao's body was only a hand's width away from her.

She could clearly smell his warm scent, but for some reason, the scene she had witnessed the previous night came to mind.

At that time, Gu Jinzhao was lying like this, while Lin Qingci was lying on top of him...

Si Ruoyu's cheeks flushed, and she quickly banished the strange image from her mind.

But his gaze involuntarily fell between the two of them!

Gu Jinzhao was asleep, but he still held her hand and was unwilling to let go.

This feeling of being cared for warmed her heart.

"Aunt Ruo...don't leave me!"

Suddenly, Gu Jinzhao unconsciously called out, then turned over and put his arm around her waist.

"I won't leave you... please..."

Si Ruoyu froze, instinctively wanting to push him away.

Unexpectedly, Gu Jinzhao thought she was leaving, so in his dream he tightened his arms and pulled her even closer to him.

His arm pressed heavily against her waist, his palm against the thin silk of her nightgown, his body heat seeping through the fabric, making the skin on her waist feel slightly itchy.

And because of this sweep, the force was not light.

The brocade quilt that had been covering her was mostly lifted, revealing her graceful and delicate body wrapped in a moon-white nightgown.

Because she fainted in the hot spring tonight, Mu Yiren was too anxious and only wrapped her in this nightgown, without putting on any underwear.

The skirt was made of extremely thin, soft silk, clinging tightly to her reclining figure and creating a full, soft curve.

Her round, moon-shaped buttocks pressed against the bed sheet, leaving a full indentation.

Most alluringly, because of this posture, her heavy, full breasts almost pushed open her clothes, revealing a faint, white, deep cleavage.

"Aunt Ruo..."

As if drawn by that familiar scent, Gu Jinzhao subconsciously brought his cheek closer, his nose almost touching the back of her neck.

But he didn't do anything out of line; he simply confirmed that it was her before resting his head against her chest.

The surroundings fell silent instantly, leaving only the two of them breathing and Si Ruoyu's heart pounding like a drum, impossible to suppress.

She felt the warmth emanating from him, and the undeniable aura of a young man. A wave of shyness washed over her, yet she couldn't help but feel a strange, indescribable flutter in her heart.

In a daze, she recalled the day more than ten years ago when she had just saved him.

That year, heavy snow fell, and he caught a cold and fell into a deep sleep.

When she was giving him medicine, little Gu Jinzhao would curl up tightly in her arms like a little animal afraid of being abandoned and desperately seeking warmth.

"Silly boy……"

"Aunt Ruo will never leave you... never..."

Si Ruoyu's gaze softened, and she gently stroked his back.

Gu Jinzhao's body, which had been somewhat stiff, gradually relaxed under her gentle touch, and a relieved smile appeared on his lips.

Si Ruoyu understood why he showed such unease.

It must have been his own action of pulling his hand away that made him feel the panic of being pushed away and abandoned.

But how could she bear to part with it?

Why would I want to?

She had long been accustomed to having Gu Jinzhao by her side.

She had gotten used to him calling her "Aunt Ruo" every day.

I've gotten used to preparing a hot breakfast for him every morning.

I've grown accustomed to carefully tailoring new clothes for him to fit perfectly with each passing season.

Ever since Si Ruoyu heard her master Xuan Yi say those words that day, the image of Gu Jinzhao leaving her one day appeared clearly in Si Ruoyu's mind for the first time.

For some reason, I felt a slight prick in my chest, a subtle, persistent pain, and a feeling of being unable to breathe.

Unbeknownst to her, she had already become inseparable from him.

……

Gu Jinzhao sank into a chaotic dream.

In his dream, the yang energy within his body transformed into raging fire once more, burning his entire body to a fever pitch. His internal organs felt as if they were being roasted on a fire, and he felt as if he had fallen into churning lava.

"I almost forgot that there is still a portion of true yang fire remaining in my husband's body that has not been regulated."

The ghost wife gently raised her soft hand, her fingertips touching the Tianchi acupoint, slowly expelling wisps of cool yin energy.

Without a second thought, Gu Jinchao looked up and leaned forward, beginning to absorb the icy yin energy according to the method of the True Yang Sword Manual.

As the yin energy entered his body, the burning sensation eased slightly, but it was still far from enough, so he increased the speed at which he absorbed it.

An Wanxi's cheeks flushed, her eyes brimming with undisguised doting affection. She gently stroked the back of his head with her soft hand, her voice as gentle as spring water in March: "My little husband, take it slow, don't be impatient..."

"Well……"

Gu Jinzhao did not look up, but greedily absorbed the Yin energy into his body to soothe the rampant and burning True Yang fire.

He was actually a little annoyed.

The remaining true yang fire in my body is what I left over from last night.