After her luck was taken away, she fell in love with the woman who traveled through time.

"The emperor is not feeling well, so the banquet is adjourned early."

"…But I'm not ready yet." Liang Tan was speechless.

Cui Ling laughed and followed her into the house, only to see two dishes already on the table.

"How about what I did?" Liang Tan asked for credit.

Cui Ling nodded: "Liang Tan is really amazing, she can even cook." During this period, he called her name more and more easily.

"Don't give me that! How dare you say you didn't know it before?" Liang Tan sneered.

Cui Ling smiled without saying anything and put the plate in his hand on the table: "Didn't you say it's not ready yet?"

"Yes, there is still one dish that has not been cooked." Liang Tan said, and hurried back to the kitchen.

Although he knew that she had been studying cooking these days and should have no problem cooking a few dishes, Cui Ling was still worried, and hurriedly followed her when he saw her leaving.

"Add some firewood to me." Liang Tan instructed him.

Cui Ling immediately rolled up his sleeves, squatted in front of the stove, and added firewood as she instructed.

The small kitchen had no doors or windows, so everything inside the room could be seen clearly from outside. The palace servants were so shocked to see the usually high-handed Master Seal squatting obediently in front of the stove to help out that their eyes almost popped out of their heads. They didn't dare to look any further and left in a hurry.

Cui Ling kept a smile on his lips. After adding firewood, he helped cut peppers. He had never done this before, and the peppers he cut were of different thicknesses. Liang Tan looked at them with disdain: "I thought you could do everything very well, it seems that I overestimated you."

"I have never learned it before, so naturally I am not very good at it. If I practice more, I will be able to cut better." Cui Ling looked at her.

Liang Tan sighed and said, "That may not be the case. Learning to cook requires talent."

After that, she snatched the kitchen knife from Cui Ling: "Let me do it, you're too slow."

However, she was not very skilled at cutting.

Cui Ling was so frightened that he was about to say that Liang Tan would do it himself, but Liang Tan cried out in pain and dropped the knife.

"What's wrong?" His face changed.

Liang Tan's face was distorted: "Tsk, it was cut."

Cui Ling immediately grabbed her hand and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was only a small wound. Then he saw that Liang Tan was in so much pain that tears were about to come out.

"The chili pepper... it hurts!" The wound itself didn't hurt much, but the chili peppers were on it and it was a different story! Liang Tan felt his fingers were burning and he was about to feel unwell.

Cui Ling's face was solemn. When she heard her say it was spicy, she put her finger into her mouth without thinking.

When her fingertips hooked onto the wet and hot lips and tongue, Liang Tan was stunned for a moment, and then she felt her fingers being licked lightly. The soft and wet feeling made her open her eyes suddenly, and Cui Ling's face was clearly reflected in her eyes.

Cui Ling originally just wanted to clean the spiciness from her fingertips, but when he met her confused eyes, his gaze suddenly darkened.

The two people fell silent suddenly. If the fire in the stove had not been still crackling, Liang Tan would have thought for a moment that the world had stopped.

The atmosphere seemed to suddenly become thick.

Liang Tan stood there stiffly for a moment, then silently pulled his fingers back. The wet and hot touch of his fingertips when they left his mouth seemed to extend the time of withdrawal indefinitely.

After a long time, she finally broke away completely and pulled up the corners of her lips to reveal an awkward smile.

"Does it still hurt?" Cui Ling looked calm.

Liang Tan glanced at the small wound on his finger and said, "It doesn't hurt anymore."

Cui Ling responded and turned to look at the peppers on the table: "Let me cook this dish."

The topic changed so naturally that Liang Tan was relieved: "You don't know how to do it, so I'll do it."

After saying that, he was about to get the knife, but Cui Ling stopped him.

Liang Tan had no choice but to instruct him to cook the last dish. Cui Ling followed her instructions step by step. Although he was a little unfamiliar with the method, he did not make any major mistakes. A quarter of an hour later, the two of them carried the dishes into the house.

"Ting ting! This is my birthday gift to you for your 27th birthday." Liang Tan stood in front of the table with a smile on his face, and a faint smell of oil smoke still emanated from his body.

Cui Ling's eyes flashed with a smile: "Thank you, I like it very much."

"Please sit down quickly, the food is getting cold." Liang Tan urged.

Cui Ling responded and picked up the chopsticks. Under her expectant eyes, he tasted every dish and finally nodded: "Delicious."

"No matter what I cook, you say it's delicious." Liang Tan glanced at him.

Cui Ling smiled and did not deny it.

The two chatted for a while, and Liang Tan took out a small wooden box from his arms: "This is also one of the gifts."

"There are gifts?" Cui Ling was really surprised this time. After all, the person who served her had never mentioned it.

Liang Tan was quite pleased with his expression and said, "I kept it a secret on purpose."

Cui Ling took the box with a smile, opened it and saw an ear of corn.

"Although it's not very well made, it's still pretty good compared to the one you're wearing," Liang Tan said, looking at the jade pendant on his waist. "It's a bit strange to use an old tassel to make such a fine piece of jade."

Cui Ling followed her line of sight and saw that the tassel on the jade pendant had already become frayed, and the threads were torn in some places. It looked out of place with both the jade pendant and the robe.

"This tassel was originally on the jade pendant and I have never changed it." Cui Ling replied.

Liang Tan sighed and said, "When I gave you the jade pendant, I didn't expect you would like it so much. If I had known, I would have found you a better one."

"This one is great." Cui Ling said, taking off the jade pendant he had worn for nine years and handing it to Liang Tan, "Put it on me."

Liang Tan took it with a smile, untied the tassel on the jade pendant, tied his own on it, and then turned around to throw the old one away.

Cui Ling quickly snatched it away: "Why throw it away?"

"There's no point in keeping it." Liang Tan was at a loss.

Cui Ling pursed her lips: "I want to keep it."

Since he said so, Liang Tan did not insist any more and continued to talk with him while eating. When they were almost done with dinner, it was time to get down to business.

Liang Tan carefully looked at his expression, and after confirming that he was in a very good mood at the moment, he slowly said, "Cui Ling."

"Hmm?" Cui Ling looked up.

"On the second day of November, you will be assassinated. You must be extremely careful." Liang Tan quickly said what he had been holding back all night.

Cui Ling's face flashed with obvious shock, and when he reacted, his face instantly darkened: "I already said no..."

"I know. I'm not allowed to reveal the secret. I promise this is the last time. I won't do it again in the future." Liang Tan swore hurriedly.

Cui Ling didn't listen, turned around and walked away with a cold face. Liang Tan hurriedly followed him: "What are you going to do?"

"Take a dose of Fearless Powder and forget about what happened tonight." Cui Ling said expressionlessly.

Liang Tan had known him for such a long time that he knew the names of some of the prescriptions. When he heard him mention Wuweisan, his eyes widened immediately: "Isn't that a drug that can drive people crazy if taken in excess?"

"The amount is just right, and I will only forget some of my memories," Cui Ling continued, "As long as I forget, it won't be considered as you revealing the secret."

Liang Tan was anxious: "How do you know if the amount is appropriate? You are not allowed to go!"

Instead of listening, Cui Ling sped up.

Seeing that he was about to leave the yard, Liang Tan immediately became annoyed: "Cui Ling, stop!"

Cui Ling still walked out.

"Stop right there!" Liang Tan referred to himself as "this palace" in front of him for the first time.

Cui Ling suddenly stopped and turned to look at her after a long time. The red bloodshot in his eyes was clearly visible: "You are not the queen now."

"You also know that I'm not the queen?" Liang Tan walked up to him with a stern face. "My only identity now is your Cui Ling's partner. If you insist on forgetting about the assassination and not making any preparations, and if you die at that time, what do you think will happen to me?"

Cui Ling lowered his eyes and refused to look at her.

Liang Tan took a deep breath and said, "Besides, my death had nothing to do with the disclosure of the secret. If you force these two things together because you are worried that I will die, then you are making a big mistake."

After that, she slowed down her tone, "Besides, I came back for you. If you die, even if your enemies don't take action, I won't live alone."

Cui Ling was stunned for a moment, and finally looked at her.

"So instead of worrying about whether it's a secret or not, you might as well find a way to live for a long time, okay?" Liang Tan looked gentle, as if he was looking at a child who was having a bad temper.

Cui Ling stared at her for a long time before lowering his eyes.

Liang Tan knew that he was convinced, so he smiled and took his hand and walked into the house. Halfway through, he suddenly remembered something: "I shouted so loudly just now, no one will hear it, right?"

"No, there's no one in the courtyard." Cui Ling answered absentmindedly. Every time he returned to his residence, the servants would leave one after another. Now that he has been back for so long, those people should have left.

Liang Tan was still worried, so he stuck his head out of the house and looked around. He only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that there was no one outside.

"There's still some food, let's finish it all." She glanced at the table.

Cui Ling responded softly, then sat down at the table, lowering his head and eating in silence.

Liang Tan stared at him for a long time, and finally said sadly: "I should have waited until after your birthday to tell you." She was only thinking about the happiness of her birthday, and he might not be so angry, but she forgot that birthdays only come once a year, and she shouldn't ruin a beautiful day.

Hearing the apology in her words, Cui Ling pursed her lips and said, "I was wrong. You were doing this for my own good, but I lost my temper."

"Now that you mention it, it seems so." Liang Tan nodded seriously.

Cui Ling: “…”

Liang Tan couldn't help laughing when he saw his expression.

Cui Ling also smiled, but the worry in his heart only increased.

In a blink of an eye, it was time for a break. Liang Tan lay down on the bed first, and Cui Ling also made a bed on the floor. After Liang Tan lay down, he blew out the light.

Liang Tan fell asleep quickly, but Cui Ling was not sleepy at all. She lay quietly on the ground and counted her breaths.

Perhaps it was because the floor was too soft, or perhaps it was because the environment was too quiet, he also fell asleep after counting for a while. However, Cui Ling refused to sleep, and kept himself awake by keeping himself awake. Every time he couldn't help closing his eyes, he pinched his palms tightly, relying on the pain to keep himself awake.

He endured the whole night like this. When the first ray of sunlight shone into the room in the early morning, he got up and looked at the person on the bed.

Didn't disappear.

He chuckled, went behind the screen to change his clothes and went on duty. He asked a palace maid to follow Liang Tan during the day, and at night, he repeated what he did the night before.

After a few days of this, Liang Tan felt that Cui Ling's complexion was getting worse and worse, and her spirit was getting worse and worse. Occasionally, she would fall asleep while talking to her, as if she was extremely tired.

"How is the court going lately?" At dinner time again, she frowned and asked as she looked at the dark circles under Cui Ling's eyes that were getting darker and darker.

Cui Ling raised his eyes and looked at her: "Nothing, why do you suddenly think of asking this?"

"Are you bored? I want to hear you talk about what's happening outside." Liang Tan chuckled, but he became more and more confused in his heart. There was nothing to do in the court, and he was on duty on time every day. Why did he look so tired?

Just as I was distracted, Cui Ling suddenly asked, "Do you want more soup?"

Liang Tan came back to his senses, looked at the bowl that he had drunk empty without knowing when, and couldn't help but laugh: "Today's soup is very delicious, so I couldn't help but drink a few more sips."

Cui Ling raised his lips and took the empty bowl from her hand to fill it with soup.

Liang Tan had sharp eyes and instantly noticed the pinch mark on the center of his right hand. He immediately grabbed his wrist and asked, "What's wrong with your hand?"

Cui Ling paused, then calmly broke free from her shackles: "Nothing, I just bumped into you by accident."

"Nonsense, I didn't touch you at all," Liang Tan frowned and pulled his hand over again. He felt distressed when he saw the marks of varying depths, "Why did you pinch yourself?"

Cui Ling pursed her lips and said nothing.

Liang Tan was unwilling to let him fool around so easily: "Also, why are you getting more and more tired recently?"

Cui Ling still didn't speak.

Liang Tan was immediately annoyed when he saw this, and he stood up directly: "Cui Ling! Are you going to tell me or not!"

Before he could finish his words, several palace servants came in to deliver cakes. When they heard Liang Tan scolding Palm Seal by name, they were so scared that they knelt down immediately.

Liang Tan did not expect that someone would suddenly come at this time. He was in a dilemma. If he continued to lose his temper, he was afraid of losing face in front of so many people and damaging his dignity as the seal holder. But if he did not lose his temper... How could he stop halfway through a temper tantrum? That would be too cowardly.

When she was in a dilemma with her brows furrowed, the Lord Palm Seal, who was usually so powerful that he could cover the sky with one hand, suddenly grabbed her hand and softened his voice to coax her: "Don't be angry, I will tell you."

Liang Tan: “…”

Before Cui Ling finished speaking, the people kneeling were already stunned.

In order to save his face, Liang Tan could only ask everyone to leave first, and then he sat down with a stern face: "Go ahead."

Cui Ling's eyes moved slightly, and after a moment he spoke: "I'm afraid you will suddenly disappear."

Liang Tan: “?”

"I'm afraid that you...will be punished by God." Cui Ling said this, and the scene of her lying in a pool of blood appeared in his mind again. The hand holding her tightened unconsciously.

Liang Tan frowned in pain, but did not break free from his shackles. After a moment of silence, he spoke helplessly: "What kind of punishment is this? I've already said it, it was just an accident in the last life, and it had nothing to do with leaking the secrets of heaven. And... Cui Ling, look at me."

As she spoke, she suddenly moved forward.

Cui Ling watched her face magnify infinitely in front of him, and his other hand on his knee unconsciously clenched his robe, and only relaxed slightly when she stopped. She was too close, so close that he could feel her breathing. Cui Ling subconsciously held his breath, fearing that their breathing would cross and he would offend her.

"Look at me, Cui Ling." She spoke again.

"I saw it..." Cui Ling answered with difficulty. The face in front of him was young and beautiful, with skin as smooth as a baby's. The corners of his lips had no traces of time, but his eyes were the same as before, pure and bright. Even if time went by, there was no change.

"I am a living person now," Liang Tan looked into his dark eyes and said word by word, "I am back and I will not disappear suddenly."

Cui Ling stared at her for a long time, and then his hand on his knees suddenly moved, as if he wanted to touch her face. But this thought flashed through his mind and he quickly ignored it.

Liang Tan stood up and tapped his forehead with his hand: "Go to sleep."

"……it is good."