A crown princess who doesn't do infrastructure construction isn't a good doctor.

Pointing at Lu Yu, Beitang Yan spoke earnestly.

Lu Yu squinted his eyes, which were smaller than Lu Xi's but still larger than the average person's, and a mysterious light flickered within them.

“How come you see?”

“Your aura is different from everyone else’s. Oh, there’s someone just like you, the one who was staring at me with a strange expression just now.”

That person was referring to Lu Xi.

"You claim that my aura is different from others, but this is just hearsay."

Beitang Yan said somewhat unhappily, "Why should I tell you? You talk too much."

Lu Yu stared silently at Bei Tangyan for a long time, now shrouded in a mysterious aura.

After the atmosphere had quietly dissipated, Qin Suiyou asked, "How was it?"

Lu Yu shook his head, indicating that he had not found anything. Beitang Yan's body had a layer of power that resisted spiritual power detection. It would be best to examine his true physical condition using ordinary medical methods.

Beitang Yan is now speaking on a whim. He had just directly or indirectly said that Lu Yu and Lu Xi were not human. Now, while Qin Suiyou and Lu Yu were talking, his attention had turned to the book that Qin Suiyou was holding for show.

“I recognize these characters: ‘Zhongzhou is located south of Beiqian, west of Donghan, and north of Nanchi... It seems to be the land of immortals...’ Where is Zhongzhou?”

While Beitang Yan was reading the words in the book, Lu Yu had already left.

Hearing Beitang Yan ask that question, Qin Suiyou couldn't help but ask, "Didn't you just read it out?"

The rest of the text described other places, which Beitang Yan found uninteresting, so he put it down.

"It's both south and north, who can understand it?"

Without a book to read, Beitang Yan began to get restless. Qin Suiyou looked at the hair that he had untied after removing the gauze. The long, straight black hair, which reached at least to his waist, swayed slightly with Beitang Yan's movements. A gentle breeze occasionally blew in from outside the window, caressing the hair. For a moment, it was quite a sight to behold.

"Oops!"

Qin Suiyou, who was still immersed in the beauty and completely captivated, was suddenly awakened. When he realized what he had just been doing, a blush rose on his jade-like face.

"Why are you making such a fuss?" Her words carried an exasperation she herself was unaware of.

Beitang Yan suddenly grabbed Qin Suiyou's arm and brought him close to Qin Suiyou's face.

"Honey, I just realized I don't even know your name!"

Looking at the suddenly magnified, sharply defined handsome face in front of him, Qin Suiyou's face, which had not yet completely cooled down, flushed again. He really couldn't take this close-up attack!

He pressed his index finger against Beitang Yan's chest, trying to push him outwards, but his large, well-defined hand, with prominent veins even when he wasn't exerting any force, still held his hand.

"It's my fault for not asking sooner. Honey, please tell me!"

It was my left hand that was being held, and the heat in my palm seemed to travel up my arm and straight to my heart.

"Let me go first, then I'll tell you."

Beitang Yan obediently let go, but the lingering warmth still made Qin Suiyou's hand, which had been steady for so many years, begin to tremble uncontrollably, his thoughts becoming chaotic along with his uneven breathing and unstoppable heartbeat.

Qin Suiyou took a few deep breaths to calm his breathing. Once his hands stopped trembling, he noticed a pencil on the table, so he picked up a piece of paper and wrote three words on it.

"Qin, Sui, You".

Qin Suiyou, whose name was called: Damn, that voice is so damn sexy.

As Beitang Yan read aloud, word by word, following the speed at which Qin Suiyou wrote, his voice lost its childishness, becoming gentle yet earnest, with the final syllable rising like a hook.

After adjusting his breathing again, Qin Suiyou said, "This is the name my grandfather and father gave me. It means to be protected and to have a smooth and peaceful life."

"Then who protected you before?"

Although he didn't know why Beitang Yan would ask that, Qin Suiyou still replied, "Naturally, they are my relatives and friends."

After carefully tracing Qin Suiyou's words several times, Beitang Yan looked up and met his gaze, asking earnestly, "Then how about I take care of you and protect you from now on?"

Qin Suiyou grew up in a very good environment in both his previous life. Whether it was his grandfather in his previous life, or all his relatives in the Zhongzhou City Lord's Mansion in this life, as well as his friends in both lives, they all gave him a lot of the most sincere and precious emotions. They could all be people who could protect each other in various ways. However, what Qin Suiyou felt in terms of words and actions was different from what the person in front of him now brought.

Even including the chance encounters they had in the past and the time spent at the Prince An's residence, Qin Suiyou and Beitang Yan had only known each other for almost a month. Beitang Yan had only woken up today, and their interactions had only lasted for a short half-day. Although Beitang Yan was currently suffering from memory loss due to the aftereffects and had most of the common sense of a child, Qin Suiyou did not think that he was someone who could say such things so casually.

Promising to protect another person requires a sufficiently compelling reason, even if it's a false promise. Qin Suiyou wanted to know what supported Beitang Yan's statement, and he asked it aloud, not caring whether Beitang Yan was ill. He had a strange intuition that even if Beitang Yan couldn't articulate his reasons clearly, his brief words were serious and sincere, not just careless "childish" remarks made under the influence of his lingering illness.

"Because I like you, the moment I saw you last night, I knew you were mine."

Actually, Beitang Yan wanted to say "I love you," but a voice inexplicably told him that he couldn't say it yet, so he had to settle for second best.

"You're such a bug."

This applies both to his previous understanding of the world and to Qin Suiyou himself.

"What does 'ba...ge' mean?"

"I'm praising you."

He pulled Beitang Yan straight out and walked out. Qin Suiyou walked in front, and the spring breeze still blew outside from time to time, caressing the face with a faint smile.

Although it's all just the beginning, shouldn't we laugh when we're happy?

"Where are we going?"

"Let me comb your hair, you silly goose."

"I won't stay."

"Yes, not stupid, he's an idiot with the intelligence of a five-year-old."

"I just don't know much right now. I'm not only five years old. By the way, what is IQ?"

"Intelligence is a good thing..."

Nowadays, men all grow their hair long, and Zhongzhou is no exception, although there are not many restrictions. Qin Suiyou did not cut his hair short so as not to be too conspicuous when he was out. Except when he was a child, his short arms made it inconvenient, and he has basically never had anyone help him comb his hair since he grew up.

As a healer, Qin Suiyou not only has steady hands but also excellent manual dexterity. He can now easily style his own long hair. In his spare time, he has also studied many women's hairstyles. After all, he has a "cheating artifact." His research has brought a lot of benefits to the women of Zhongzhou City. There are also hairstyles for men, but they are not as varied.

Since Beitang Yan couldn't leave the manor for a while, and thinking that he could prioritize comfort while inside, Qin Suiyou simply took one of his hair ribbons for Beitang Yan to use.

Beitang Yan has striking features and deep-set eyes. When his hair is completely tied up, his entire face is exposed, giving him a commanding presence. Now, with his hair only partially secured at the back of his head with a headband, he exudes a relaxed and languid air, making him appear much gentler.

After Qin Suiyou finished looking at the finished product and thought it was good, he was about to take his hand off Beitang Yan's head when Beitang Yan turned around slightly and grabbed his hand.

"I'd like to comb your hair too."

Looking up at him with pleading eyes, Qin Suiyou almost softened his heart.

"You want everything."

Upon hearing this, Beitang Yan said directly, "We are already husband and wife, shouldn't we help each other?"

Withdrawing his hand, Qin Suiyou looked at Beitang Yan with a dangerous expression.

"Husband...wife...I just realized that. According to you, who is the husband and who is the wife between us? Also, you always call me 'wife,' but I am a real man too."

Beitang Yan's mind was blank. He wanted to say that Qin Suiyou was his wife, since he had married him, but he felt that this was definitely not the answer he wanted, so he began to think frantically.

Who is the husband, and who is the wife? Why can't there be a general term for the union of two men? Husband...wife...husband...wife...husband...husband...hey! Husband and wife!

"That's right! We don't need to call each other husband and wife anymore, we're both husbands, so let's call each other husband and husband! I won't call you wife anymore, I'll call you husband from now on, okay?"

Qin Suiyou only meant to tease them; he didn't really care much about these titles. Unexpectedly, Beitang Yan stumbled upon the right one. It was indeed more appropriate for two men to call each other "husband and wife." However... imagining Beitang Yan calling him "husband" in a sticky, affectionate way in the future made Qin Suiyou want to scratch his toes. Had his personality already been decided? He actually felt that "wife" sounded better!

"Alright, 'husband' is fine, but you don't need to change how you address me as 'husband' anymore. The old way was just fine."

"No problem, I'll listen to my wife."

When Grandpa Hua said those words, because his beloved was a woman, he subconsciously told Xiao Beitang Yan, who was being cool and naive, what to do if he had someone he liked, "After winning her heart, marry her and take her home as your wife."

These words were deeply etched in the little child's heart for a long time, so influenced by this vague memory, Beitang Yan himself felt that calling her "wife" was quite natural, but calling her "husband" occasionally was also quite novel.