Female-dominated society: I want the world, and I also want all the most handsome men!

After returning from Hua Tuo's house, Yan Nanfei was preoccupied with worries.

Feng Shan frowned and couldn't help but ask, "My lady, what's wrong? Did the doctor say something to you?"

"Is it about me, or about Huatuo?"

Yan Nanfei paused slightly while pouring the tea, but quickly resumed his normal movements.

This mountain closure is almost certainly true!

In her moment of desperation, how could she possibly refute it?

"I'm wondering whether I should go chop wood myself, or have you come with me, but you have wounds on your body..."

Yan Nanfei remembered that he had gone up to chop firewood but failed, and had saved Hua Tuo instead. Now he could use the firewood as an excuse.

In addition, we're really out of firewood at home; we can only use it for tonight at most.

"So that's what it was about." Feng Shan breathed a sigh of relief and stepped forward to gently embrace Yan Nanfei: "My wife, your absent-minded expression really frightened me."

"If you don't believe me, listen to how fast my heart is beating."

Yan Nanfei pressed his ear close to his chest, closed his eyes, and felt his unusually rapid heartbeat.

She felt a mix of emotions.

“I heard it.” Yan Nan hugged Feng Shan tightly around the waist: “It’s running wildly for me.”

"So, my lady, can I accompany you up the mountain to chop wood?" Feng Shan's voice was gentle: "I will be obedient. I will do whatever you ask me to do."

Yan Nanfei licked his lips, knowing he could only do what he could.

If he hadn't injured his back, he might have actually been able to do something.

“Okay, let’s do it together.” Yan Nanfei grasped his large hand, their fingers intertwined.

Feng Shan lowered his eyes slightly, looking at her small hand, which took the initiative to hold his large hand. He was so happy that he felt like he was on cloud nine.

They walked hand in hand down the road, encountering villagers one after another. Some greeted them, while others ignored them.

But it didn't matter; Yan Nanfei didn't care at all. She just comforted Feng Shan, telling him not to take it to heart.

However, having been looked down upon for so many years and heard all sorts of harsh insults, how could he possibly take others' indifference to heart?

At least, it wasn't an insult directed at him.

“My lady, I won’t let anything else get to me.” Feng Shan’s eyes were full of affection: “My heart can only hold you and the people who love you.”

The meaning of "closing the mountain" in layman's terms is: to love someone so much that you love everything about them.

He loved Yan Nanfei, loved the people Yan Nanfei loved, and loved the people who loved Yan Nanfei.

Yan Nanfei was devastated; he loved the mountain closure so much!

However, all the trees at the foot of the mountain and on the mountainside were cut down.

This left Yan Nanfei dumbfounded. What was going on?!

How could everyone have cut down all the trees in just a few days?

"With winter approaching, everyone should take advantage of the sunshine these next two months to start cutting firewood and drying it in preparation for winter." Feng Shan looked at the fallen trees, all of which were tied up, and felt a pang of guilt: "My wife, I didn't cut any firewood to store. Shall we go down the mountain?"

"I'll go chop firewood on the mountain I've chosen tomorrow." Feng Shan prepared to take her hand and leave, but Yan Nanfei remained motionless.

Only after hearing about the mountain closure did she remember to stock up on firewood for the winter.

Having lived for many years in the 21st century, she used gas and an induction cooker.

I hadn't really thought about that aspect.

But why go to a more distant mountain?

"Your wound hasn't healed yet, how can I let you go chop wood, especially not tomorrow?" Yan Nanfei wouldn't agree: "We can just go uphill, aren't there plenty of trees up there?"

Moreover, the tree trunk looks very large, indicating that it has been growing for many years and has never been cut down.

"My lady, we can't go up there." Feng Shan's tone was anxious: "Have you forgotten the legend of Qingshan Village?"

Yan Nanfei frowned. A legend?

"Oh, I remember." The legend from the past hundred years floated into Yan Nanfei's mind.

Legend has it that more than a hundred years ago, a high-ranking official came to Qingshan Village. He went to look for food, but found that there were tigers deep in the mountains. He risked his life to escape and warned everyone that if they wanted to live, they should never go up the mountain. After saying this, the official left Qingshan Village as if his life depended on it.

Well, what we're saying is that this legend is full of holes.

"Since he's a high-ranking official, why would he need to go up the mountain to find food?" Yan Nanfei pinpointed the problem precisely: "If there really were tigers, could he have survived? Otherwise, how come no one has witnessed anything for nearly a hundred years? Tigers aren't without legs, they can't have stayed away from the mountain for a hundred years, can they?"

"Besides, I've never heard anyone hear a tiger roar."

We're so close to this mountain; if it were to cry out, someone would surely hear it.

"So, I think this matter is probably not so simple."

Yan Nanfei thought to himself, "If there really is a tiger in these deep mountains, it must be a golden tiger!"

Actually, for Yan Nanfei's safety, he really wanted to argue back.

But ironically, what Yan Nanfei said made a lot of sense, which convinced him…

"My lady, do you really have to go?" Feng Shan didn't refuse her, but instead asked for her answer directly.

Yan Nanfei replied earnestly, "Yes."

"Alright." Feng Shan straightened his back. "If there's any danger, my wife, run immediately and don't worry about me!"

And so, under the protection of the mountain closure, they made their way step by step toward the summit and into the deep mountains.

For a century, no one has set foot on the mountaintop. Various vines climb and grow on the big trees, completely blocking out the sunlight. Only a faint light keeps their vision from being completely blind.

Moreover, it's extremely cold here, a chilly kind of cold that's really unbearable.

Yan Nanfei took out two coats and two large flashlights directly from his spatial storage.

They directly took control of the deep mountains.

"My lady, didn't the old immortal only give you one treasure a day?" Feng Shan looked at the coat in his hand, then at the large flashlight in his other hand...

"Oh, I was planning to give you a surprise tonight." Yan Nanfei revealed a particularly excited smile: "The old immortal said that he was going into seclusion, and since we are destined to meet, he directly gave me his treasure trove, so I can take whatever I want."

Feng Shan's eyes widened, and all his unspoken words boiled down to one sentence: "My lady, you are amazing!"

Yan Nanfei smiled modestly and continued, "Let me tell you, this space not only allows you to take things out, but you can also put things in and store them—anything you want!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Shan almost knelt down: "My lady, the old immortal is so good to you, willing to give you this treasure trove. Shall we set up a memorial tablet for the old immortal? Let's offer him incense every day to thank him!"

Yan Nanfei's smile gradually faded, and he chuckled, "No need for that. This old immortal is low-key, so we don't need to set up a memorial tablet for him."

To avoid asking too many questions and making mistakes, Yan Nanfei quickly brought the purpose of their trip back to the main topic: "Let's first look for any caves nearby. I reckon there's a golden tiger there!"

Feng Shan always understood Yan Nanfei: "My wife, I believe you. If you say it's possible, then it definitely will be!"

Just like Yan Nanfei said, he would treat him well, and the family's life would get better and better. Hasn't that all come true?!