Zhunti's Clever Plan Succeeds! Yaoji Secretly Marries!

The days passed, one by one.

Yaoji's injuries recovered with excruciating slowness.

She spent most of each day circulating her power to heal herself, trying to drive out that alien demonic force.

But the results were negligible.

Yang Tianyou, meanwhile, tended to her with meticulous care.

Every day, without fail, he brought light meals and freshly brewed medicinal soup to her bedside.

He never asked about her origins, nor did he pry into why she had suffered such grievous injuries.

He merely went quietly about doing what he believed ought to be done.

He was not a man of many words, yet every movement he made carried a simple, sincere kindness.

At first, Yaoji found it somewhat hard to adjust.

When had she ever been cared for so closely by a mortal man?

Whenever Yang Tianyou came near, she would instinctively feel a trace of tension and resistance.

But as time passed, that feeling gradually faded.

She began to grow accustomed to the faint scent of medicinal herbs hanging in the air.

She also grew accustomed to being awakened each morning by the sound of Yang Tianyou chopping firewood outside the window.

And, even more so, she grew accustomed to that man's face, always bearing a gentle smile.

A month later.

Yaoji's injuries finally began to improve.

She pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard.

The afternoon sunlight spilled warmly over her, carrying a touch of languid ease.

When Yang Tianyou saw Yaoji standing in the doorway, he froze for a moment before a delighted smile blossomed across his face.

"Miss... are your injuries any better?"

He hurried over, his face filled with heartfelt joy.

"Mm." Yaoji answered softly, a faint smile appearing on her own face.

"They are much better now. Thank you, sir, for taking care