Nie Qing bowed with cupped hands, her tone respectful, “This subordinate has informed Miss Shen of the matter of the same-life parasite as ordered by the Master.”

“Then… how did she react?”

Nie Qing kept her head lowered, her expression strange. She secretly glanced up at the man, then quickly lowered her head again, appearing somewhat cautious, “Miss Shen seemed… very moved.”

After speaking, she very quickly glanced at the man’s expression again, afraid he would be dissatisfied with this answer.

However, Jiang Ming Yue was indeed a bit dissatisfied, “Was there anything else?”

“Miss Shen asked this subordinate to invite the Master over.”

The originally pitch-black eyes lit up slightly. Jiang Ming Yue picked up the rouge box again, but put it down the next moment, standing up and quickly walking past the person at the door.

Only after the man’s figure disappeared did Nie Qing let out a sigh of relief, while also marveling – the person Jiang Ming Yue held so dear in his heart, was it fortune or misfortune?

After all, could someone who could kill his own mother so decisively truly have a heart?

Shen Yao Xing was currently sitting up against the headboard in a daze, thinking about how to face Jiang Ming Yue later. But before she could figure it out, he had already arrived.

The two stared at each other from a distance for a while before the man slowly sat down by the bed.

The air continued in an eerie silence until Shen Yao Xing couldn’t stand it and spoke first, “Have you… eaten?”

“I ate a little at noon today.”

“Ah… aren’t you hungry?”

Jiang Ming Yue shook his head.

The scene fell into silence again. Shen Yao Xing’s hand on the silk quilt scratched awkwardly, but this slight movement accidentally pulled at her wound, making her gasp in pain.

Faced with the man’s reproachful gaze, she asked, “By the way, how long have I been lying here?”

Jiang Ming Yue looked at her wound site, frowning slightly, “It’s been half a month already.”

“What?!” Shen Yao Xing’s voice suddenly became loud, another wave of intense pain in her chest. Jiang Ming Yue quickly pressed her acupoint to ease it.

His voice full of displeasure, “If you want to ask something just ask, why get so agitated?”

Shen Yao Xing took a couple breaths, her head leaning weakly against the bed frame as she looked at him and asked, “How are things in the capital? Has the Great General returned to the capital? Has there been any news from the Shen family?”

Jiang Ming Yue sat on the edge of the bed, raising his hand to help her lie down. His eyes fell on her face as he answered one by one: “That Great General has already led troops back to the capital. The Second Princess has fallen from grace. The Shen family is fine, and there have been letters. We’ll look at them tomorrow.”

Only then did Shen Yao Xing let out a sigh of relief. Seeing the man’s gaze still on her, she pondered for a moment, “I heard that while I was unconscious, you stayed here without sleep or rest… Now that I’m awake, you should go back and get some good rest.”

Jiang Ming Yue’s fingers lightly stroked the back of her hand as he pressed his lips together in silence.

It was so quiet outside that not even crickets could be heard. Just as Shen Yao Xing’s eyelids were about to give out, the man’s voice sounded, soft as a dream, “What you said about marrying me, is it still valid?”

Shen Yao Xing remembered this and nodded without hesitation: “Of course it is.”

The corners of Jiang Ming Yue’s cold lips finally turned up, like a child who had finally gotten candy, satisfied but wanting more.

He spoke carefully, “Tonight, may I stay here with you?”

Shen Yao Xing looked at him, suddenly feeling somewhat heartbroken. Someone who was willing to give up their life for you, what did it matter to let them sleep here? She moved over a bit, intending to make room for him on the outside, but he swung his long legs over and lay down on the inside.

Fine then, as long as you’re happy.

After lying down, the man gently wrapped his arm around hers, his eyes bright.

Shen Yao Xing stared at him for a while, unable to hold back a soft laugh.

Jiang Ming Yue looked at her, also smiling foolishly.

Shen Yao Xing laughed even louder, that slight discomfort in her heart completely disappearing. “You’re so silly.”

Jiang Ming Yue lightly pinched her arm to show his dissatisfaction.

After a good while, Shen Yao Xing finally stopped laughing from exhaustion. She turned her head to look at him, her eyes clear and bright, “You’ve changed so much compared to before. I remember the first time we met, you even wanted to kill me.”

Although he hadn’t succeeded, he had cut her face. She had resented him for quite a long time because of that.

She had originally wanted to hear how he felt at the time, but this person pressed down the corners of his mouth, looking at her with deep eyes.

“What’s wrong?”

Jiang Ming Yue raised his hand to tug at her face in retaliation, his expression displeased, “Our first meeting was at the inn, not at the Four Directions Meeting.”

Shen Yao Xing blinked, “You remember?”

Logically it was indeed at the inn, but at that time he had only glanced in her direction. She wasn’t even sure if he had seen her, after all this person had been arrogant to the point of having no one in his eyes before.

The most memorable times were all when he was killing people, then dismembering them. Thinking of those scenes made Shen Yao Xing shudder involuntarily.

Jiang Ming Yue buried his face in the crook of the young woman’s shoulder, his voice muffled: “Of course I remember.” And would never forget.

That day, among all the gazes, he had clearly sensed one that was different. He didn’t actually care, but still raised his head to glance. Those eyes held none of that disgusting greed and covetousness, not even a trace of admiration appeared.

This realization made Jiang Ming Yue displeased. Although he despised those unrestrained gazes, he also disliked someone who showed no reaction upon seeing his appearance.

The next time they met was at the Four Directions Meeting. He happened to be bathing at the time. He had never been so angry before – this person had seen his body, he wanted to kill her. No, he wanted to gouge out her eyes, then slowly cut off her flesh bit by bit, to make her wish for death.

But he soon discovered that this person’s martial arts were unexpectedly good, even not below his own level.

And, her appearance was quite good too.

After that, he changed his mind. He decided he would refine her into a corpse slave, solely under his control. Wouldn’t that be better than killing her with one sword?

Later, he tried every means to get close to her, to make her submit to him from the bottom of her heart, so he could better control her and refine her to perfection.

But this person had grown a pair of eyes in vain, never lingering on him for an extra second.

Instead, he himself fell in at some point, willingly.

Even breathing came from the person beside him. Jiang Ming Yue raised his head from her neck, staring intently at the young woman’s profile for a good while, then leaned over and lightly pecked that face.

With a slightly reddened face, he faced her and fell into deep sleep.