Ye Wudu not only roasted some Flood Dragon Meat, but also cooked a pot of noodles, worried that she might grow tired of eating meat alone.
As for himself, he only ate the Flood Dragon Meat. After all, he had already eaten the food Gu Shuang’er brought earlier.
As a cultivator, his appetite was far greater than that of ordinary people, so even after eating that, he could still eat more.
Over these past two days of eating Flood Dragon Meat, Ye Wudu could clearly feel his body growing stronger. His abdominal muscles had become more defined as well.
This feeling of improving his physique without any training was truly satisfying.
He stuffed the last skewer of meat into his mouth and said, “My wife, I’ll go out to handle something later. I’ll be back soon.”
Murong Wanyin nodded gently. “Alright, come back early.”
She assumed he was going to see that Courtesan Queen, so she didn’t ask further.
After leaving, Ye Wudu noticed that almost everyone was discussing the deaths of Liu Long and Zhou Yuanyuan.
“Have you heard? Not only did Young Master Liu die, even the Courtesan Queen of the Drunken Flower Pavilion died.”
“Really? That’s too strange. Could their deaths be connected?”
“Who knows? Old Master Liu is furious right now, but they still haven’t found the killer.”
“What a pity! I heard that Courtesan Queen was a peerless beauty. I wonder which lucky fellow got to enjoy her last.”
“…”
Listening to the chatter, Ye Wudu bought some fruit along the way.
This time, he went straight to Zhang Douhua’s home and knocked on the door.
Her house was a low, modest dwelling, completely different from his large courtyard. The surroundings were filled with poor commoners, which was why he had been so surprised before when she bought him bull whip.
The one who opened the door was Zhang Douhua herself. Seeing Ye Wudu, she froze for a moment. “Xiao Wan’s husband, do you need something?”
Ye Wudu could sense a trace of nervousness in her. After all, he was now the leader of the Black Cloud Gang.
Smiling, he said, “Thank you for the bull whip, Aunt Zhang. I brought you some fruit.”
Zhang Douhua laughed heartily. “I already said it was a gift. Why be so polite? Take it back for Xiao Wan to eat.”
Ye Wudu insisted, “This is Xiao Wan’s gift. Thank you for watching the stall today.”
Zhang Douhua waved her hand. “It’s nothing! I even failed to sell all the nougat. Fine, I’ll take it. You should head back early.”
After handing over the fruit, Ye Wudu left.
That brief test had confirmed it… his wife hadn’t obediently stayed at the stall today.
So, where had she gone?
When he returned home, Murong Wanyin was already sitting in the pavilion, waiting for him.
“You’re back early today?” she asked, rarely taking the initiative to speak.
Ye Wudu smiled faintly. “I can’t have my wife waiting until dawn every night, can I? I brought some wine back. Want to drink?”
On his way back, he had picked up some wine. This chapter was taken from g.com without permission.
Murong Wanyin’s eyes lit up. “Is that alright?”
Only then did he remember that the original host had never allowed her to drink. For nine years, she hadn’t touched a single drop.
Their silver tael had always been limited. The original host didn’t even have enough for himself, so naturally he restricted her expenses as well.
Ye Wudu nodded. “Drink. If you want to drink in the future, just do it.”
Murong Wanyin took the wine jar, her tone softening slightly. “The hot water… is ready. Go bathe first.”
Ye Wudu lightly patted her head. “My wife, you’re especially gentle today. Did you do something behind my back?”
Murong Wanyin’s heart jolted, but she replied seriously, “I love you so much. How could I do anything to betray you? Other than you… I haven’t even spoken to other men.”
Because of her guilt, she spoke more than usual.
Ye Wudu nodded as if nothing was wrong. “Drink first. I’ll come keep you company later.”
Murong Wanyin poured the wine into a bowl and slowly sipped it.
The wine Ye Wudu bought was quite expensive… one jar had cost 3 silver tael.
After one sip, her eyes curved into crescents.
So good.
But the more she drank, the more guilty she felt.
Ye Wudu treated her so well now… he cooked for her, allowed her to drink, and even killed Liu Long for her.
And yet, she had hidden things from him.
Still… he had hidden things from her first.
Thinking of that, she regained some confidence.
After drinking about half a jar, Ye Wudu came down from the second floor and sat across from her.
Tonight, the stars were especially bright. The night breeze swept through, carrying the faint lingering scent of osmanthus in the courtyard.
She wore a thin nightdress, with a light outer robe draped over it. Her long hair was loose, gathered casually behind her shoulders, with a few stray strands swaying in the wind.
The wine had colored her cheeks, adding a gentle warmth to her usually cold, frost-like face.
Like snow in winter touched by the setting sun… still cold, yet softened with a hint of warmth.
“Why are you staring at me?” Murong Wanyin raised her head and met his deep gaze, where her reflection lingered.
Her voice carried a trace of drunken laziness, along with a faint coquettish tone she herself didn’t notice.
Ye Wudu smiled faintly, the warmth spreading from his lips to his eyes. “You’re more beautiful than the night sky.”
Murong Wanyin lowered her head, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. Her jade-like skin seemed to glow softly.
Silence settled between them, but it wasn’t awkward. The evening breeze passed through the pavilion, and the wine gently swayed in the jar.
After a moment, she raised her delicate hand and poured him a drink. “You drink too.”
Ye Wudu nodded slightly and raised his cup. “To us, staying together forever.”
Murong Wanyin’s lashes trembled lightly as their porcelain cups touched with a crisp sound.
He tilted his head back and drank. The rich aroma surged down his throat, invigorating his entire body.
The taste was better than he expected… smoother than he had imagined.
They chatted while drinking, and soon the jar was empty.
After finishing the last sip, Ye Wudu suddenly said, “My wife, did you kill someone today?”
Those seven sudden words made Murong Wanyin’s heart skip a beat. Her hand froze midair, still holding the cup.
She was unfamiliar with this racing heartbeat. Soon, even the tips of her ears turned slightly red.
“No… no, I didn’t! Why would I kill anyone?”
Murong Wanyin was not used to lying. As a dignified Female Sword Immortal, she disdained deception, instinctively rejecting it.
But fearing that Ye Wudu might be angry, the lie slipped out anyway.
Ye Wudu stared into her eyes and slowly leaned closer. “You didn’t go to the Drunken Flower Pavilion to kill someone?”
Faced with his handsome face so close and his pressing question, she opened her mouth, but no words came out.
His expression was serious, and suddenly she felt flustered.
She didn’t even understand why she was flustered… was she afraid of being abandoned?
After a moment, she finally lifted her head. “That maid knew you were the killer. The Courtesan Queen might have seen your face. If I didn’t eliminate them completely, you… would have been exposed!”
Her tone was firm, but beneath it lingered a trace of guilt.
Even she couldn’t tell… was it because she feared his exposure, or because she was jealous?
He said nothing, only looked at her quietly, as if trying to see through her.
Murong Wanyin grew more and more uneasy and finally admitted, “I… I won’t do it again… don’t be ang—”
Before she could finish, a finger pressed gently against her lips.
“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have gone behind your back to find another woman.”
Murong Wanyin was completely stunned. She hadn’t expected him to apologize.
She had thought he would be furious, that he would lash out with harsh words.
Ye Wudu cupped her face. “Did you think I’d be angry? As long as you don’t leave me, you can do anything. Even if you kill everyone in this world, I won’t stop you… because I love you.”
Murong Wanyin’s body trembled slightly. Her eyes grew moist as she raised her hand and placed it over his.
[Ding! Murong Wanyin’s favorability increased by 5 points. Current favorability: 30…]