Wenren Lingmeng's Entanglement

Returning, he happened to see Wenren Qingyi walking out of her room. Just as Mu Zibai was about to greet her, she put her hands on her hips, looked up, snorted, and swaggered away.

This left Mu Zibai standing there stunned.

What was that about?

Xiao E was currently helping Wenren Lingmeng change clothes.

"Son-in-law is back."

"Mm."

"You weren't watching over Lingmeng?"

"I had a maidservant watching her. When I heard the son-in-law was missing, I came out to look for him. Don't worry, as soon as the young lady wakes up, she'll come tell us immediately."

"Oh."

"I just heard from the Third Young Lady that the son-in-law is a master of the Mystic Armor Realm. I never expected it. To be able to handle two Dragon People of the Mystic Armor Realm alone, the son-in-law is truly a martial arts genius!" Xiao E said excitedly.

She praised Mu Zibai profusely, and her eyes held a different kind of sparkle as she looked at him with newfound respect.

Besides that, there was also surprise. Having spent so much time together, she had never realized Mu Zibai was a cultivator. He must have hidden abilities.

Xiao E didn't ask further. As a servant, she naturally wouldn't pry into her master's affairs.

Not only is the son-in-law talented in literature, but his cultivation talent is also not low. So, he is accomplished in both civil and martial arts, which perfectly fits what the young lady desires, right?

Most importantly, with the son-in-law's talent, he will surely shine brightly in the future.

"Our young lady will definitely like the son-in-law," Xiao E said with a smile. "I guess the eldest young master must have talked to the son-in-law a lot. The eldest young master must have wanted to take the son-in-law to the battlefield. That's how it was for the second and third young masters when they were children."

Mu Zibai was distracted, listening to Xiao E's words, only nodding. He looked at Wenren Lingmeng, holding her hand, lost in thought.

Seeing Mu Zibai's expression, Xiao E stopped talking. She quietly withdrew and closed the door.

Wenren Lingmeng felt the familiar warmth from her palm and knew it was Mu Zibai's hand.

She didn't know how much time had passed during this period. Not being able to feel that familiar hand had made her uneasy and flustered. Feeling this familiar warmth again, her heart instantly calmed down.

In Wenren Lingmeng's heart, she had gradually come to regard Mu Zibai as the most important person in her life, an indispensable part of it.

During the treatment, she felt someone pouring Spiritual Power into her body. Her body seemed to react, and she was overjoyed, feeling as if she was about to wake up.

She was so excited that the first thing she thought of was that she could see Mu Zibai soon. She really wanted to see what Mu Zibai looked like. She wanted to touch his face; it must be very gentle.

She wanted to imprint Mu Zibai's gentle face in her heart, never to forget it.

During that time, her heart was filled with surprise and uncertainty. As time passed, although there were glimmers of hope, she still couldn't wake up. It seemed hopeless, and her heart was filled with unprecedented despair and disappointment.

Before, it was fine if she didn't wake up; she had grown accustomed to such disappointment. But now it was different; she had someone she wanted to see.

She wished she could wake up and see the person she wanted to see, but her hope was dashed, leaving only despair and resignation.

She thought that perhaps it was fine this way. With Mu Zibai by her side, she wouldn't feel lonely; instead, she felt incredibly warm and cozy.

Listening to him tell stories, enjoying him feeding her porridge, lying in his arms basking in the sun, sleeping with him, bathing with him.

The more she thought about it, the more foolish she felt. Why would she have such shameful thoughts?

An idea formed in her mind: if things continued like this, Mu Zibai could stay by her side forever, and she could rely on him forever.

However, when she heard Wenren Qingyi telling her about Mu Zibai, she was shocked. Mu Zibai was accomplished in both civil and martial arts.

She knew about his literary talent, but she never expected him to be a cultivator as well.

Although Wenren Lingmeng didn't understand cultivation, she heard that Mu Zibai subdued two Dragon People by himself and was praised by Wenren Long Hong, so he must be quite capable.

A person like him had limitless potential in the future, and by staying with her, she would undoubtedly be his shackles, restricting his development.

Thinking about her selfish thoughts again, she felt deeply ashamed.

Her husband treated her so well, yet she was so selfish. She once again wished she could get better quickly, not wanting to be a burden to her husband anymore.

But Wenren Lingmeng felt so helpless and powerless, only able to cry out in distress, to no avail.

At this moment, she heard a sigh beside her ear.

Was he sighing?

Wenren Lingmeng panicked. What did this sigh mean? Was he tired of her? Did he dislike her?

Yes, who would want to spend their life with someone suffering from Soul Loss Syndrome, only able to watch? What's the difference between that and watching a piece of wood? Perhaps a piece of wood would be better.

In Wenren Lingmeng's eyes, with Mu Zibai's talent, he might even become a king or high official in the future, yet he spent his days accompanying her, a useless person. His future was bleak.

She suspected Mu Zibai was also worried about his future.

Moreover, with her status as a County Princess, Mu Zibai definitely couldn't take concubines, nor could he divorce her. This meant they couldn't have children to continue the family line.

Continuing the lineage was important.

All sorts of chaotic thoughts filled Wenren Lingmeng's mind, making her agitated. After all, how much patience could a person have to care for someone with Soul Loss Syndrome for so long, especially someone with whom they had no emotional foundation?

Wenren Lingmeng was very worried that Mu Zibai would grow tired of her, very worried that he would leave her. She wanted to know Mu Zibai's inner thoughts: was he tired of her?

She was terrified, more terrified than being alone.

Before Mu Zibai arrived, she was accustomed to her own loneliness. If Mu Zibai left, she would no longer be able to get used to that loneliness, nor could she accommodate anyone else.

After several days of treatment, she had fully experienced this feeling.

With the third sigh, Wenren Lingmeng's heart clenched. She worried about what was wrong with Mu Zibai. Was he annoyed, or did he have something on his mind?

Mu Zibai placed two fingers on Wenren Lingmeng's forehead, feeling its temperature, and infused a wisp of Spiritual Power into her body.

If she was truly asleep, it would only be necessary to interrupt or help Wenren Lingmeng complete this state.

It was like a program was running and couldn't start other programs. You only needed to interrupt the program or speed up its completion to start other programs.

Wenren Lingmeng was currently in this state. What puzzled Mu Zibai was why she had fallen into such a condition.

Everything was an unsolved mystery.

However, what truly made Mu Zibai fall silent were the items that had refreshed in his Shop.

[points: 439817]

[Item 1: Brother Jie's Black Glasses, Price: 1000 points]

[Item 2: Broken Conch Fragment, Price: 1 point]

[Item 3: Drift Bottle from the Sea of Time, Price: 10000 points]

[Item 4: Flowing Enlightenment Fruit, Price: 200000 points]

[Item 5: Unopened Sword, Price: 500 points]