"What do you think?" Mo Zhenqi put down his wine glass, "Where have you been? Why are you only getting back now?"
"I went to have a late-night snack with classmates and lost track of time," Mo Xier shrank her neck. Ever since her mom married Mo Zhenqi’s dad, they had been traveling around, returning home for at most a month or two at a time. Most days, it was only her and Mo Zhenqi at home. While Mo Zhenqi was very good to her, he was also very strict, and she sometimes feared him.
"Male classmates?" Mo Zhenqi frowned slightly. Xixi was the one he had his eye on. When she grew up a little more, he would tell her his feelings. As for other boys, they’d better not entertain the thought of taking Xixi for themselves.
Mo Xier pursed her lips, "Female classmates." She wanted to retort loudly to Mo Zhenqi, "None of your business," but she didn’t dare. She hadn’t forgotten the last time Mo Zhenqi had scolded her.
Mo Zhenqi’s eyebrows softened, "Next time, bring your classmates home for a meal."
Mo Xier looked at Mo Zhenqi in surprise, "Okay."
Mo Zhenqi’s lips lifted slightly, "Go to sleep then." He believed Xixi wouldn’t lie to him.
"Okay!" Mo Xier nodded and headed to her room. She was so tired today, all she wanted was to climb into bed and sleep.
Mo Zhenqi watched Mo Xier walk away, his eyes brimming with indulgence. On her eighteenth birthday, he would reveal his heart to her.
Dawn was breaking, and the early morning air was exceptionally fresh.
Song Yan Ning emerged from her cultivation feeling refreshed, washed up, and walked out of her room.
"You’re up," Qin Yushen, hearing the movement, poked his head out from the kitchen, his handsome face bathed in a gentle and charming smile.
Song Yan Ning entered the kitchen, "It smells so good! What are you making?" Every day, Qin Yushen made her breakfast according to her preferences.
Qin Yushen picked up a spoon, scooped some soup, blew on it, and offered it to Song Yan Ning’s mouth, "You’ll know when you taste it."
Song Yan Ning opened her mouth and drank the soup Qin Yushen handed her, "This tastes like White Jade Fruit."
Qin Yushen nodded, "I’ve discovered a spirit land within the Spiritual Immortal Mansion, which grows plenty of Spirit Fruit and Spirit Rice. I’ll take you to see." Although he had refined the Spiritual Immortal Mansion, his current strength had its limits, and it would take some time before he could completely refine the Spiritual Cultivation Immortal Mansion.
Song Yan Ning’s vision blurred and, the next moment, she found herself inside the Spiritual Cultivation Immortal Mansion. It was eternally spring here, with birdsong and fragrant flowers, clear mountains, and beautiful waters. Every scene was as beautiful as a painting, making it feel as if she was in a fairyland.
"That’s the spirit land," Qin Yushen pointed towards a spot not far away.
Song Yan Ning looked up and saw that hills and fields were filled with Spirit Fruit and Spirit Rice. Next to the spirit land was a Spirit Lake with fish occasionally leaping out of the water.
"The original owner of the Spiritual Immortal Mansion must have been a foodie," Song Yan Ning laughed. After fasting, cultivators became less particular about food since eating or not eating didn’t make much of a difference to them. But this place was planted with Spirit Plants used for cooking, showing how much the original owner valued eating.
Qin Yushen wrapped his arms around Song Yan Ning and lowered his head, gently rubbing his nose against hers, "From now on, I’ll use these Spirit Plants to cook for you every day." He hoped to pamper her into being a little princess, to become the happiest woman in the world.
"Mhm," Song Yan Ning lifted her head and kissed him of her own accord... How could she not love someone who loved her so deeply?
Qin Yushen was slightly startled, then a blissful smile spread across his eyes. That he could meet her in this lifetime was an extraordinary fortune.