After Wen Xiangzhu's wounds were cleaned, he immediately left the study and went to visit Shen Jiayu.

In the room, Shen Jiayu and Song Qinghong were still chatting.

Shen Jiayu was in much better spirits, with more energy than when he just woke up, and his face had more color.

The door was open and the two of them were chatting happily.

Wen Xiangzhu stood quietly by the door for a while, but felt that eavesdropping on their conversation was not a good thing, so he went in again.

"What are you talking about? You are so happy."

Wen Xiangzhu walked in with a smile and looked at Shen Jiayu deeply.

The two of them were so engrossed in their conversation that they didn't notice someone standing outside the house. They didn't make any noise when Wen Xiangzhu came in, and only reacted when he started talking.

"Nothing to talk about, just some idle chat among the girls." Shen Jiayu replied softly. Wen Xiangzhu must have something to say since he came to see her. So she thought of letting Song Qinghong go back and rest first, and turned to her and said, "Sister Song, you should go back first. I am tired of accompanying me all the time."

Song Qinghong nodded. "It's getting late. I'll come see you tomorrow."

They got along pretty well after they got married, so she felt relieved.

Shen Jiayu watched Song Qinghong leave. When he saw her turn around, he smiled at her to reassure her.

Seeing Song Qinghong leave, the smile on Shen Jiayu's face faded a lot and he returned to his status as a subordinate.

"Thank you for saving me, sir. What do you want from me?"

In Shen Jiayu's heart, Wen Xiangzhu is always a character in the book, her mission, and the owner of this identity.

Wen Xiangzhu was hurt by these words, and the smile on his face cracked a little, "Does it have to be something for me to come to you? You were injured because of saving me, so I should come to see you."

What he said was very sincere, and he couldn't do anything to Shen Jiayu.

"Young Master is in danger. I am the closest to you, so of course I will risk my life to save you." Shen Jiayu flattered.

Wen Xiangzhu: "But you are not Qiu Shijiu, you came from a book. There is no need to be so distant from each other in the future. Let's be friends. You are my wife now. My former companions also respectfully call you Madam when they see you. You are different from them. Shen Jiayu, what were you thinking when you saved me?"

Shen Jiayu didn't expect him to ask this question. He certainly couldn't tell his true thoughts, so he just said something he wanted to hear.

"I don't want you to die. I think you are... you have a complicated life story. We finally found the mastermind and wanted to get rid of him. How can you die so easily? Wouldn't that be very frustrating?"

She originally wanted to say that Wen Xiangzhu was miserable, but then she remembered the years when Wen Xiangzhu stabbed her, and immediately changed her words.

"What do you think now?"

Shen Jiayu was worried that Wen Xiangzhu would eventually turn evil, so he asked another question.

Wen Xiangzhu raised his eyebrows slightly, sat on the edge of the bed, and pulled up the thin quilt that had slipped off her body.

"My life story is indeed complicated, this is a fact, you may know more than me. I felt very happy at first after killing these people, but after the happiness was over, I felt empty inside, as if nothing had happened, but everything had clearly happened."

Shen Jiayu, who was treated gently by Wen Xiangzhu, felt half of his body numb. It was not because of the numbness from being touched, but because of being scared.

She had no idea what Wen Xiangzhu was trying to do with this action. Was he going to smother her to death with the quilt in the next second? Although Wen Xiangzhu didn't look like he would do that, what if something unexpected happened?

Seeing that Shen Jiayu remained silent, Wen Xiangzhu continued.

"Come to think of it, you're not exactly my subordinate, but you're willing to risk your life to save me. I'm grateful to you in my heart."

Shen Jiayu smiled awkwardly, "Don't be grateful to me, I'm the closest to you, of course I can't watch you die. That's enough, it's quite hot, no need to cover yourself so high..."

Wen Xiangzhu lifted the quilt higher and higher on her body. Shen Jiayu couldn't bear it any longer. Seeing that he didn't look angry, she plucked up the courage to say something.

Only then did he realize that he seemed to have covered himself too high, and the thin blanket had been pulled to Shen Jiayu's delicate neck without him noticing.

It was also the first time for Wen Xiangzhu to do such a thing, so he couldn't help feeling a little nervous, and this happened before he knew it.

In order to hide his embarrassment, Wen Xiangzhu said something serious: "The higher you build your body, the better it will be. Listen to me."

Shen Jiayu found it a little funny and couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Where does this nonsense come from? It's a good thing that you don't get prickly heat all over your body.

But this smile pulled the wound again, and Shen Jiayu suddenly grinned again.

Wen Xiangzhu looked at her in confusion, smiling secretly and changing his expression, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Ouch, it hurts so much. This man is so cruel." The wounds on her body were really painful.

Before I transmigrated into a book, I had only cut my fingers while cutting vegetables, but I had never experienced such pain.

Wen Xiangzhu looked nervous, thinking that he had hurt her wound by covering her with a quilt. He waved his hand and half of the thin quilt was lifted up.

"Does it hurt? I'll take it off."

Shen Jiayu felt a chill all over her body, and regardless of the pain, she met Wen Xiangzhu's caring eyes.

"Haha, well, there's no need to uncover so much. I just accidentally touched the wound. It has nothing to do with the quilt."

After she finished speaking, she pulled the quilt towards herself.

They accidentally touched Wen Xiangzhu's hand and both of them jumped away instantly, their heartbeats getting louder and louder.

Wen Xiangzhu took a deep breath and felt inexplicably hot. There were some things he still needed to explain to Shen Jiayu. He stood up and sat at the table, poured himself a cup of tea and drank it in one gulp.

"I heard that Song Yuanbai came to see you. What did he say to you?"

"He was very surprised and asked me to find you, saying that the Third Prince had sent people to take you back and asked me to stop them. We remembered what you said before you left and put on a show to cover it up."

"He has problems, but it doesn't matter. It won't affect us. You can say goodbye to your sisters in the next few days. Once he dies, we will leave here and return to Linyue City."

"I know."

“Well, is this also set in the book?”

"Yes, although there is no date written, you will eventually have to return to Linyue City."

"Is there anything in the book... Never mind. That's all for today. You have a good rest. I'll go back to the study."

Wen Xiangzhu originally wanted to ask if he had ever thought about what he would see in that world, but he was worried that something strange would happen after he asked, so it was better to keep it in his heart.

As long as Song Yuanbai doesn't say anything, no one outside the plan will know what happened outside the capital today.

Qi Binwei will also take care of the aftermath after they accomplish their mission, so Wen Xiangzhu doesn't need to worry.

Late at night, everyone in the courtyard fell asleep peacefully.

Only one person did not sleep well. Song Qinghong always dreamed of Shen Jiayu with blood all over his face and body.

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