The piercing scream almost pierced through the entire Imperial Preceptor's residence.
The old Grand Preceptor was so frightened that he thought Ji Nanshu had really encountered a ghost. He almost rushed out without even putting on his pants. Luckily, his wife reminded him, otherwise he would have become the first Grand Preceptor in the Qiang Kingdom to not wear pants!
How could he not be anxious? This was the disciple he had painstakingly searched for all his life, a talented and good-looking one. What would happen if he were eaten by a monster?!
When the old imperial advisor arrived and saw Ji Nanshu pointing at his precious black sword with a terrified expression, he was speechless.
" Nanshu, what are you yelling about? There's no monster around here!"
How could the Imperial Advisor not sense demonic energy?
Little Ji Nanshu pointed at the black sword, trembling, "Master... Master... Master! There's a monster inside the sword!"
As soon as they finished speaking, a man suddenly appeared in front of them.
The old imperial advisor's gaze sharpened as he carefully examined the man who had appeared out of nowhere before him, then glanced at his beloved disciple, and suddenly smiled.
"My dear disciple, this isn't a monster." The old Grand Preceptor stroked his white beard and said with a chuckle, "Alright, look at you! You're the next Grand Preceptor of the Qiang Kingdom, what kind of behavior is this, being so afraid!"
Xiao Ji Nanshu puffed out his cheeks. "You old codger! I don't believe you weren't afraid before! Your master's wife said you used to be even more timid!"
The old imperial advisor. "..." Oh dear, why does his dear wife keep revealing his past to his disciple all day long? Doesn't he have any dignity?!
The old imperial advisor coughed awkwardly twice, then abruptly changed the subject. "Get up quickly! Sir, would you please come up as well?"
The man gave a faint "hmm".
After realizing that the man opposite him was not a monster, Xiao Ji Nanshu gradually grew bolder.
After getting dressed, he opened his eyes wide and leaned close to the man. "Hey, Master said you're not a monster, so what are you?"
Just as the man was about to say something, Xiao Ji Nanshu bluntly added, "You're really good-looking, I like you!"
The man froze for a moment, a rush of heat to his head, and two red blushes quickly spread across his cheeks. How could this little kid... how could he talk so... shamelessly!
Just then, the old imperial advisor arrived, having changed his clothes again.
He had someone prepare some late-night snacks, and after the servants had set the food out, he said with a smile, "May I ask, sir... what business do you have with my apprentice?"
The man lowered his eyes, his mind filled with the words "I like you" that Xiao Ji Nanshu had just said.
Xiao Ji Nanshu waved her hand in front of the man's eyes. "Hey! My master is talking to you, why aren't you answering?"
"The sword... he drew it." The man pursed his lips. "I'm going to follow him."
Protect him until the mission is complete and the world is at peace, then you may leave.
"Huh? Follow me?" Xiao Ji Nanshu didn't understand what this meant, but that didn't stop him from being happy. "Then you're mine?"
The old imperial advisor chuckled meaningfully, "Alright, since you're no longer afraid, I'll go and rest now."
After the old imperial advisor left, Xiao Ji Nanshu suddenly pounced on the man. "Hey, you still haven't told me your name!"
"Ink," the man said calmly.
Xiao Ji Nanshu's eyes widened with delight. "Hey, isn't that the name I chose? Can I call you A-Mo from now on?"
"Good."
Chu Mo looked at Ji Nanshu, who was lost in memories, with a faint smile in his eyes.
His precious child must have remembered something.
After a long while, Ji Nanshu finally came to his senses, his expression somewhat strange.
"You... you're actually that black sword?!"
Chu Mo sighed, "... I just live inside. I'm not a sword."
"Oh... fine then..." Ji Nanshu pouted.
He considered many possibilities, but he never imagined that Chu Mo was a sword, or rather, that he lived inside a sword.
Chu Mo took Ji Nanshu's hand and asked, "Sweetie, do you like it?"
"I like it." Ji Nanshu's other hand touched the wooden stake beside him. " A-Mo, do you remember the first time we met?"
"I remember you called me a monster. You had just turned twelve then. Ha... You said you liked me the first time you saw me?"
Ji Nanshu glared at Chu Mo: "I was young and ignorant!"
Hmph, otherwise how could she have been so captivated by beauty and so easily led astray!
"Oh~ again this time?"
Ji Nanshu's face darkened, and he elbowed Chu Mo: "Speak properly!"
"Yes, I'm completely smitten with you, my darling. So, will you give me the chance to take care of you for the rest of my life?"
The marriage proposal came completely out of the blue.
Without even a second's hesitation, Ji Nanshu agreed, "Shall we go to the Civil Affairs Bureau tomorrow?"
"Go!!!"
He remembered what his sweetheart had promised him; he had his household registration booklet with him!
Ji Nanshu could sense Chu Mo's eagerness, and he gently beckoned with his finger. "Shall we go back to the bedroom?"
Go back! Of course we'll go back!
Chu Mo picked the person up and carried him back to Ji Nanshu's courtyard.
Behind Ji Nanshu's courtyard, a hot spring was also built, modeled after the original Imperial Preceptor's residence.
Inside the hot spring.
Chu Mo pressed Ji Nanshu against the hot spring pool wall and kissed him gently.
Ji Nanshu tilted his head back, his elbows resting on the shore, his entire upper body exposed to the air.
Chu Mo put his arm around Ji Nanshu's waist, grabbed his hand, and guided him into the water.
The occasional vigorous movements caused water to splash everywhere, and the alluring breaths sounded especially beautiful in the quiet night.
The surroundings reminded Chu Mo of their time in the Qiang Kingdom, when they had just confirmed their feelings for each other and met honestly for the first time.
Ji Nanshu was no longer as proactive and alluring as when they first met.
At that time, Ji Nanshu had just turned seventeen and knew nothing about love. Everything was guided by Chu Mo, and Ji Nanshu passively accepted it.
My baby was even cuter back then than she is now.
She cried and begged, which truly made him unable to resist.
Of course, the same is true now.
"Ah, A-Mo, it hurts..."
Ji Nanshu hugged Chu Mo's neck and shouted.
Chu Mo planted a kiss on my cheek. "My darling, will you call me husband?"
I didn't even have time to get married in my past life...
"Husband, my lord."
"Shall we do it one more time?"
"No, no good!"
However, Chu Mo always pretended not to hear and continued with a new round of actions.
In the middle of the night, after Chu Mo cleaned Ji Nanshu's body, he carried her back to the bedroom.
The antique layout and the familiar scent of sandalwood helped Ji Nanshu drift off to sleep quickly.
He was dreaming incoherently, muttering, "Master... Mistress... Don't die... A-Mo... Save them..."
Chu Mo looked at Ji Nanshu with heartache, then crawled into the blanket and lay down next to Ji Nanshu, gently patting his back in an attempt to calm him down.