Husband, The White Moonlight in My Heart

"You're awake?"

After staring at each other for a while, Mu Zibai finally spoke with a trembling voice. Wenren Lingmeng was truly awake. The two hundred thousand points weren't wasted.

For a moment, his heart was filled with mixed emotions. It was good that she was awake; Mu Zibai felt a sliver of relief, but also a sense of worry as he remembered his own face.

He confirmed it without a doubt. He had indeed been slapped. It must have been Wenren Lingmeng who hit him, right?

Why would she hit me? Could it be that she doesn't recognize me and thinks I'm some kind of hooligan?

"You're awake?" Wenren Lingmeng's voice was gentle, soft, and pleasant to the ear, like a lark's song. Listening to it made one feel happy and relaxed, her heart feeling a tingly sensation.

Mu Zibai asked, "You remember me?"

His heart leaped with joy. Judging by Wenren Lingmeng's words, she clearly knew him. This meant that everything he had done these past few days, Wenren Lingmeng was aware of.

This was the best outcome. The worry that had been hanging over him finally dissipated.

Wenren Lingmeng shyly lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Mu Zibai, who was lying beside her in the same bed. She nodded shyly.

"Mhm, I remember everything. How could I possibly forget?"

How could Wenren Lingmeng forget everything Mu Zibai had done? It was all etched into her memory. Mu Zibai was her white moonlight.

Warmth shone into her heart, soothing her fragile soul.

Mu Zibai smiled with relief. It was good that she remembered. Looking at the beauty before him, he recalled how he initially saw her merely as a tool to earn points, but gradually, he had developed feelings for her.

He had already come to consider her a part of his life, this poor little girl.

Knowing that she remembered him made Mu Zibai happier and more relieved than ever before. Even if Wenren Lingmeng hadn't remembered him, seeing her awake would have brought him solace.

Suddenly, he remembered that his face was still burning. Pointing to his cheek, he asked, "Did you just slap me?"

Wenren Lingmeng: "!"

She smiled gently, her face beaming, and said, "Husband, you're tired. You've been watching over me for so long without proper rest. Please, go to sleep."

"No."

Just as Mu Zibai was about to speak, Wenren Lingmeng gently interrupted him again. "Husband, please go to sleep. Perhaps you were just hallucinating. You must not have rested well. Please rest properly."

With that, Wenren Lingmeng's slender hand gently closed Mu Zibai's eyelids, coaxing him to sleep.

Hallucination?

Mu Zibai fell into confusion. Was it really a hallucination? But the sensation on his face felt so real, as if someone had slapped him.

However, Wenren Lingmeng's pure and flawless eyes, her gentle demeanor – she surely wouldn't do such a thing. Besides, she knew him, so she wouldn't hit him for no reason.

There was no one else around either. Could it really be a hallucination?

Under Wenren Lingmeng's soothing ministrations, he gradually drifted off to sleep. Yet, the more he thought about it, the more something felt wrong.

"I think someone definitely…"

Wenren Lingmeng quickly pulled him back, saying, "Sleep, sleep. Don't think so much. You're tired."

For some reason, hearing Wenren Lingmeng's voice felt like an invisible magic, making Mu Zibai increasingly drowsy until he finally fell asleep.

Wenren Lingmeng breathed a sigh of relief. That was close. She almost let her husband discover the truth. How embarrassing it would have been if he knew it was her!

It was good that he fell asleep. He would forget after a good night's rest.

Looking at the sleeping Mu Zibai, Wenren Lingmeng's heart settled. She wanted to caress his cheek but was afraid of disturbing him.

She thought about how Mu Zibai had taken care of her day and night, without sleep for days on end. Today, she would let him sleep soundly. And she, too, would watch over him, her husband, just as he had watched over her back then.

Wenren Lingmeng smiled sweetly. At this moment, she felt as if she and her husband were lovers from a romance novel, feeling incredibly happy and blissful.

At this moment, she felt like the happiest person in the world.

She pulled Mu Zibai into her embrace. He had done the same to her then. Listening to Mu Zibai's thumping heartbeat, she fell asleep. As long as she wasn't disturbing his sleep, it was fine.

Mu Zibai sensed the movement but didn't wake up. He was too tired and just wanted to rest. He sniffed. What was that smell? It was so fragrant?

Gradually, his mind grew hazy, he felt a lack of oxygen, as if he were suffocating!

His consciousness grew dimmer and dimmer until he completely lost consciousness.

"Ah!"

Startled by Mu Zibai suddenly hugging her, she instinctively wanted to push him away. How could he be so bold?

But seeing how soundly Mu Zibai was sleeping, her heart was divided. They argued fiercely, and finally, she reluctantly persuaded herself. Fine, let Mu Zibai have his way for today.

She looked at Mu Zibai with doting affection.

She recalled every little moment with Mu Zibai and fell into sweet memories.

From the very beginning, when she learned she was to marry Mu Zibai, her heart was filled with resistance. But later, through his meticulous care, she acknowledged his status. Finally, she completely opened her heart to him. He had become an inseparable part of her.

Wenren Lingmeng had countless times imagined the kind of person she would marry in the future – accomplished in both martial arts and literature, a peerless martial god.

And Mu Zibai? A concubine's son? A son abandoned by his family and forced into marriage? How good could he be?

However, as they interacted more and more, she discovered that Mu Zibai was an absolute treasure trove of a boy, constantly bringing surprises into her life.

She began to look forward to meeting Mu Zibai, to their life together. She wanted to wake up quickly and see Mu Zibai.

But she was terrified. How could she tell Mu Zibai? After waking up, how could she face Mu Zibai?

She had thought of many possibilities, thought of many things to say to Mu Zibai, and thought about what Mu Zibai would say to her.

However, she had woken up. It wasn't a grand, passionate reunion, nor was it filled with overflowing affection. All there was was peace, yet it was exceptionally warm and reassuring.

Wenren Lingmeng understood. Perhaps her love didn't need to be grand and passionate. Peace and simplicity, having a place in Mu Zibai's heart, and her own love for the person before her, was enough.

Looking at Mu Zibai's sleeping face, she thought of plain white porridge. She thought of this detestable guy, who had so tantalized her appetite, making her crave food she couldn't have.

At the time, she had sworn to lock Mu Zibai up and force-feed him plain white porridge for a month. Xiao E too! That wild girl was getting wilder and wilder; she needed punishment too!

She imagined Mu Zibai's pitiful state, only able to eat plain white porridge. The thought made her secretly delighted, chuckling to herself.

Of course, Wenren Lingmeng was only imagining it. How could she possibly bear to treat Mu Zibai that way?

She thought again of that wild girl, Xiao E. She remembered Xiao E making Mu Zibai sleep with her and bathe with her.

Especially the bathing incident! Even thinking about it now made her feel ashamed. It was so embarrassing, all because of Xiao E! She had been seen completely naked by Mu Zibai.

Moreover, Mu Zibai had personally helped her wash. Thinking of this, Wenren Lingmeng's face was about to turn crimson.