The sun rose in the east, and golden morning light filtered through the gaps in the curtains, casting scattered patches of light across the room.
Chen Lin slowly exhaled a stale breath. A night of cultivation and breakthroughs had left him not the slightest bit tired. Instead, he felt refreshed and full of energy.
He glanced at Li Xiaoyue, who was still asleep beside him. A languid look of satisfaction lingered around her eyes and brows, her sleeping face peaceful and lovely.
Chen Lin leaned down and gently kissed her forehead before silently getting out of bed.
His gaze fell on the blue-and-white porcelain bowl holding eleven [False Youth-Locking Pills], and he began making plans.
Sister Xiaoyue has already taken one. As for the rest-me, Song Qiuya, my younger aunt Chen Muyao, Second Uncle, and Second Aunt.
That leaves no pills to spare at all.
Just then, he remembered how deeply moved Qin Churan had looked yesterday.
That woman was as proud as a peacock. It was rare to see her so "docile."
She actually thought I was brewing medicine for her!
But I absolutely can't give her any of these pills.
Something this extraordinary would be wasted on anyone outside his closest loved ones.
Chen Lin swept his gaze around the courtyard before it finally settled on a red snack bag on the living room coffee table.
It was a snack Li Jiaojiao had bought-Maltesers.
He walked over, tore open the bag, and poured out a few.
The round, dark gray chocolate balls looked remarkably similar to the [False Youth-Locking Pills] he had worked so hard to refine last night, both in size and color.
A brilliant idea instantly formed in his mind.
"I'm a genius!"
Chuckling, Chen Lin took an unused White Jade Porcelain Bottle from his Storage