Mistakenly Connected to the Jade Flower Branch

When Luo An talked about his father jumping off a cliff last time, his tone was flat, as if he were recounting someone else's past, without much emotion.

Right now, in the steaming hot spring, Luo An's sorrow and depression are heavier than the night.

Nianyao can openly tell everyone that her mother is a celestial fairy. Luo An clearly has a mother, but he must pretend he doesn't and cannot mention her in front of the world.

In the eyes of the world, his mother died in childbirth. He was always a motherless child.

Pretending you don't have something is more despairing than having it in the first place.

After a long while, Luo An reached out and massaged her lower back again, softly replying, "You're right..."

Not the lumbar spine? Luo An looked down and saw Nian Yao staring blankly at him, tears in her eyes.

Luo An was slightly taken aback and asked, "Why are you crying?"

Nianyao touched her eyes and looked down, saying, "It's nothing, the hot spring steam was too strong."

Her voice sounded very sad? Was she sad for him? Did she cry? Did she cry for him?

Should we grieve for his sorrow and rejoice in his joy? Is that so?

For the rest of his life, in this vast world, there will be people who share his joys and sorrows, his glory and his disgrace.

If a wife is found like this, what else can a husband ask for?

The two woke up on the hot spring stone bed; it was already broad daylight.

Luo An was self-disciplined and restrained, waking up later than her very rarely. She, in turn, saw Luo An's sleeping face only a handful of times.

When Luo An is asleep, he is very relaxed and has the innocent charm of a child, which is completely different from his usual aloofness in front of others and his playful nature in front of her.

Only in his own old house, in front of her, could Luo An relax and let himself sleep so peacefully?

Nianyao wanted to gently stroke his face, but raised her hand and then gently lowered it again. She wanted to kiss him, but restrained herself in time. He was so alert; it was best not to risk it and let him sleep.

The sun slanted down onto the hot spring, and Luo An slowly woke up. He opened his eyes and saw Nian Yao, her bright and dazzling beauty like the morning sun, shining into Luo An's heart.

Like a room that has been sealed for many years, with the door and windows forcibly opened, sunlight streaming in and illuminating the cobwebs and decay of the room.

Luo An felt a surreal sense of clarity in his mind: "Nian Yao?"

Nianyao's voice was ethereal, as if it came from ancient times and would transcend the future: "It's me!"

Luo An sat up, wrapped in a thin blanket, and looked around; everything was familiar. He rubbed his temples lightly. "Did I oversleep?"

Nianyao gently advised, "It's nothing, no one's rushing you, it's your own home, you can get up whenever you want. It's a good thing to indulge yourself occasionally."

Luo An teased, "My wife is absolutely right."

Nianyao tried hard to hide her shyness and pretended to be generous: "My husband is too kind."

Luo An was slightly taken aback, looking at Nian Yao. Nian Yao's forced composure crumbled, and her face instantly turned as red as a peach blossom in spring.

Luo An pinched her earlobe: "You're all red here. My wife looks so beautiful when she's shy."

Nianyao couldn't keep up the act any longer and slapped his hand away: "Who's like you? Your skin is as thick as the city wall of Nanxun Gate."

Luo An said, "My wife flatters me. I will take the Nanxun Gate city wall as my goal and continue to work hard."

The two were playfully frolicking, their laughter and splashing water carrying into the sky. The servants, hearing this, exchanged bewildered glances: Was this truly the aloof, noble, and distant young master?

The Heaven on Earth is located on Mount Taiwei, about 20 miles west of the main gate of Bianjing. The queue of people stretches uphill from the foot of the mountain, seemingly endless.

Nianyao gasped, "So many people? Are we just going to go up like this? Will they misunderstand and think we're cutting in line? Will they yell at us?"

Luo An led her to the back mountain. There was no path on the back mountain, so Luo An put his arm around her waist and said, "Let's climb up."

Luo An flew by stepping on tree branches. The wind whistled in his ears, making him feel like a god riding the wind. Who would have thought that the Jade-Faced Divine Physician possessed such superb skills?

Luo An's handsome face was focused and earnest, almost touching his lips. Nian Yao couldn't suppress the love and joy that suddenly welled up from the bottom of her heart, and turned her head to kiss Luo An's cheek.

Luo An was caught off guard by her sudden disruption. He lost his composure and his legs started to tumble together, causing the two of them to fall from the tree to the ground.

Luo An held Nian Yao in his arms, the force of their fall combined with Nian Yao's weight. Luo An lay in the grass, gazing at the sky, unable to recover for a long time.

Nianyao scrambled to her feet and helped him up, asking, "Are you alright?"

Luo An simply pulled her down: "Under the open sky, let's do as we please... My wife is in such a hurry, if I don't satisfy her, wouldn't I be unromantic?"

Nianyao said awkwardly, "I... just wanted to kiss you... I didn't mean anything else... it's not what you think..."

Luo An asked, "What do you think?"

Nianyao hurriedly explained, "No...it really isn't..."

Luo An gently stroked Nian Yao's face: "It could be..."

Nianyao propped herself up on her hands and said in a low voice, "What kind of talk is this in broad daylight?"

Luo An said, "Taiwei Mountain is my father's private property. The front of the mountain is crowded and lively, while the back of the mountain is off-limits to idlers."

Birds sang in the branches, and a few barks came from afar, but there were no human voices.

Luo An's mind raced, and he casually broke off a few stalks of white thatch and offered them to Nian Yao: "Did you remember anything?"

Nianyao took it: "White thatch?"

Luo An pulled down his shirt, revealing his fair shoulders.

Nianyao recognized it: "A honey trap?"

"Rotten wood can't be carved?" Luo An persisted: "Don't you think there's a poem that's quite fitting?"

Pure white reeds, there are... a man like jade, graceful and unrestrained, do not touch my sash, do not let the dog bark.

Nianyao threw Bai Mao aside and struggled to sit up: "You scumbags! Is this the Confucian classics you read?"

Luo An rolled over, pinning her down, and laughed, "Without refined scoundrels, how can there be a long line of offspring?"

Nianyao was breathless from his kisses when she heard someone exclaim, "Shameless!" and someone else mutter, "Worse than a beast."

Their eyes met. Luo An and Nian Yao jumped up at the same time. Luo An grabbed Nian Yao and ran wildly along the mountain path.

The junior disciple asked, "Senior brother, who are they? Trespassing on Mount Taiwei? Are they courting death?"

The eldest disciple rubbed his eyes, and when he let go, the two were already gone. He stammered, "Master...Master...Master..."

The junior disciple, having been in the manor for two years, had never seen the manor lord's true face: "Manor lord? Isn't it rumored that the manor lord is aloof and detached, like a deity... untouched by worldly affairs? How come..."

The eldest disciple quickly said, "I've mistaken him for someone else. He's not the master. He probably just wandered in by accident. Never mind, let's hurry and gather the herbs."

Luo An only stopped when he was sure no one was around. Nian Yao, unable to stop herself, bumped into him. Luo An stumbled a couple of steps to regain his balance.

Nianyao put her hands on her hips, panting heavily: "Didn't you say that unauthorized people were not allowed to enter?"

Luo An said seriously, "They are not idle people."

Nianyao: "Explain clearly?"

Luo An analyzed: "They are dressed in blue, with square-holed gold coins hanging from their waists, carrying bamboo baskets on their backs, and holding herbs in their hands... Hmm, they are the disciples of the manor who gather herbs."

Nianyao gritted her teeth: "You mean, the manor lord and his wife had sex in the mountains, were witnessed by the manor's disciples, and were even called shameless and worse than beasts?"

Luo An sincerely praised, "Madam is wise!"

"Sacred my foot!" Nianyao kicked, and Luo An jumped up and ran away. The two chased each other, and when they saw a house in the distance, they stopped at the same time.