Person on the Moon

The night passed quickly. Amidst Mu Zibai and Wenren Lingmeng's idle chatter, they discussed events from the period when Wenren Lingmeng was unconscious, and Mu Zibai also told her some short stories.

Soon, it was dawn.

Hearing the crowing of roosters from outside, Mu Zibai and Wenren Lingmeng looked out together, completely unaware of how time had flown. Time always passes so quickly when you're together.

"It's dawn already?" Wenren Lingmeng looked at the sunlight filtering through the gaps. She hadn't seen the sun in a long time and didn't want time to pass so quickly. There were still so many things she wanted to say to Mu Zibai.

"Time to get up. Aren't you going to get dressed properly? It wouldn't look good if they saw you like this," Mu Zibai pinched Wenren Lingmeng's cheek.

During the night, there had been talking, teasing, and playful wrestling, leaving Wenren Lingmeng both shy and annoyed. Her hair was a mess, and the blanket had been pulled and tugged until it was almost torn.

"It's all your fault," Wenren Lingmeng complained.

She was in such a state now, and it was all because of Mu Zibai. He was so restless, always touching her, and she couldn't escape him. He was so clingy.

Wenren Lingmeng felt both fondness and resistance, helpless. After all, Mu Zibai was her husband.

Mu Zibai felt equally helpless. He needed to gain points, and Wenren Lingmeng was quite shy, unwilling to stay close to him all the time. He could only...

Mu Zibai suddenly remembered something. They had talked all night yesterday and he had forgotten to ask.

Wenren Lingmeng's deep sleep wasn't a coma or an illness; it was a state similar to enlightenment. Why had she fallen into such a state?

Logically speaking, Wenren Lingmeng had never cultivated, never come into contact with any cultivation techniques, nor had she taken any pills or consumed any rare treasures.

So, the reason for her sleep remained a mystery.

"Lingmeng, do you know what happened before you fell into that deep sleep?" Mu Zibai asked.

Speaking of this matter, Wenren Lingmeng also just remembered. Immersed in the joy of waking up, she had almost forgotten to mention it.

She quickly said, "Speaking of this, that day, I saw what looked like a person on the moon. I saw him, and he saw me. It felt like we made eye contact, and then I fainted."

"A person on the moon?" Mu Zibai was puzzled. Wenren Lingmeng saw a person on the moon? His first thought was, Chang'e? Or Wu Gang?

That couldn't be right. This was just a myth, and this wasn't the world of Investiture of the Gods.

Besides, the moon was incredibly far away. How could Wenren Lingmeng, with no cultivation at all, possibly see things on the moon?

This was quite strange.

Mu Zibai wondered, could it be that some immortal cultivator expert saw Wenren Lingmeng's good aptitude and decided to pass down an inheritance to her from thousands of miles away?

"Do you feel any changes in your body now?" Mu Zibai inquired.

Wenren Lingmeng carefully felt herself and said, "No, it's the same as before. No changes."

"That's strange then."

It seemed that wasn't the reason. Rubbing his chin, he continued to ask, "Could you see what that person looked like clearly?"

Wenren Lingmeng tried hard to recall, wanting to remember more details, but she couldn't. She could only shake her head helplessly.

"I can't remember. It's very blurry. I can't even tell if it was a man or a woman. I only know his hair was very long, very long," Wenren Lingmeng thought for a moment, then added, "I have a vague impression. If I saw him again, I think I would recognize him."

"Forget it, if you can't remember, don't think about it. You're fine now anyway," Mu Zibai said with a smile.

"Mhm, mhm."

Mu Zibai, however, fell into deep thought. He suspected this matter wasn't as simple as it seemed. He naturally believed everything Wenren Lingmeng had said.

But who was this person? They must have been incredibly powerful. But why did they make Wenren Lingmeng fall into a deep sleep?

He hadn't heard of the Wenren Manor offending anyone, or having any dealings with such a powerful individual.

Furthermore, if the person was on the moon, how terrifying must their strength be? Phoenix Nirvana? Or even more terrifying than Phoenix Nirvana?

Mu Zibai didn't dwell on it further. He'd take things one step at a time.

"Where are my clothes?" Wenren Lingmeng looked around, clearly wanting to change.

"I'll get them for you."

Mu Zibai brought over a set of clothes, a light blue dress, and handed it to Wenren Lingmeng. "My mother sewed this for you. Try it on and see if it fits."

Wenren Lingmeng looked at the dress. During her unconscious period, her mother had sewn a piece of clothing for her every month and put it on her, hoping she would wake up soon.

She hugged the clothes warmly, then looked at Mu Zibai. Their eyes met.

"Why are you still standing here? I need to change. Hurry up and get out," Wenren Lingmeng urged Mu Zibai to leave quickly. How could she change with him standing there?

She sat on the bed, but didn't move.

Mu Zibai sat beside Wenren Lingmeng and said, "What's the big deal? Besides, I've already seen everything, haven't I? And I've helped you change before."

Wenren Lingmeng felt shy. Bringing this up made her want to find a hole to crawl into. She said in a flustered voice, "What are you talking about? I don't want to! It's all Xiao E's fault, that wild girl. No, I don't want to."

With that, she threw a pillow at Mu Zibai, who caught it.

This girl, sometimes bold, sometimes shy.

"Alright, I'll go make you breakfast. Something good. You must have suffered a lot while you were unconscious," Mu Zibai said gently.

Since Wenren Lingmeng hadn't forgotten and had experienced it, she must have endured half a year of plain congee. That must have been unpleasant.

Although things improved later, she was still eating congee.

"Mhm! Make sure the kitchen makes a lot, and absolutely no congee!" Wenren Lingmeng emphasized. She was sick of eating congee for months and felt nauseous just seeing it.

I never want to eat congee again in this lifetime.

I must make up for all the meals I've missed these past few months. I want to eat a proper meal and enjoy all the delicacies in the world.

Thinking about it, my mouth was watering so much it was about to drip onto the bed.

Mu Zibai could tell what Wenren Lingmeng was thinking. She was clearly craving food, that little glutton.

He turned and went out.

Wenren Lingmeng watched Mu Zibai's retreating back as he left. He's leaving already? A tiny bit of disappointment welled up inside her.

Didn't he say he was going to help her change? She had been thinking, If he just holds on a little longer, I'll reluctantly accept.

He knew she was shy, the passive type. But at this moment, he wasn't being bold at all. She felt disappointed.

Looking at the dress and skirt, she wondered how her parents were doing. Once they knew she was awake, they'd probably fuss over her again.

Miles away, Wenren Lanzhang sat on his bed, wrapped in a thick quilt. These past few days have been damn weird! He kept feeling like his padded jacket was letting in drafts, as if he were possessed. He looked into the distance, wondering how Wenren Lingmeng was doing. He had wanted to go with her, but he had too many things to attend to and couldn't get away. He just hoped Lingmeng would get better soon. As he thought about it, he sneezed several times in a row.