Recalling the scenes from last night, Qin Wanyuan’s expression turned slightly dazed for a moment, then a blush crept across her face.
Lin Lang… really is incredible.
Though Qin Wanyuan had already come to terms with just how much of a noob she was, she hadn’t expected Lin Que to be that strong.
From the start of last night, she had assumed that the main storyline rewards had strengthened her physique and she genuinely did feel much stronger.
She thought she could handle it, so she didn’t drink the stamina potions before going into the first round with Lin Que.
The result… was her crying and begging for mercy.
She used the excuse of needing a break, hobbled away clutching her waist, and limped into the bathhouse where she secretly downed both bottles of stamina potion before returning for round two.
Even so, she still ended up with trembling legs and a sore waist. Her beautiful eyes kept rolling back, and she nearly lost consciousness multiple times…yet she stubbornly refused to let Lin Que stop.
In the end, she didn’t even have the strength to clean up the sticky mess all over her body and just drifted off while hugging Lin Que in a daze.
However, when she woke up, she felt clean and refreshed likely because Lin Que had wiped her down while she was sleeping.
That little detail warmed her heart.
Qin Wanyuan smiled happily, then turned on her side to look at the still-sleeping Lin Que. She recalled the scene she had seen in Lin Que’s dream: back when he was a young boy, he always furrowed his sword-like brows in his sleep, as if some burden in his heart refused to loosen its grip.
But now…
Qin Wanyuan gently touched the center of Lin Que’s relaxed brow with her fingertip, her touch light as a feather.
Her fingers traced the contours of his handsome face, glided along his sharply defined jawline down to his neck, and followed his collarbone to his well-toned muscular arm.
Throughout it all, Lin Que remained fast asleep. He was utterly at ease, completely unguarded beside her.
Perhaps only here, in this little home of theirs, on this bed that belonged solely to them, would he allow himself to sleep with such peaceful abandon.
If we had a child… this little home would be even happier, wouldn’t it?
With that thought, Qin Wanyuan slid her hand under the covers and gently rested it on her smooth, flat belly, where she could faintly feel a warm, full sensation coursing through her.
Such a strange feeling… This is my first time experiencing it. So this… this is the essence that can create a child, like those books describe…
Despite having shared a bed with Lin Que for quite some time, this was the first time she had truly experienced the full depth of intimacy.
She allowed herself a brief fantasy of a future where she and Lin Que had a child together. It would be a warm, blissful life filled with joy…. but soon, a shadow crossed her expression.
Even though I truly want to have a child with Lin Lang… there’s the crisis coming in two years…
That’s right. If she really were to get pregnant, their situation would only become even more difficult when that looming disaster arrived.
So until they survived that crisis, she absolutely couldn’t allow herself to conceive.
Fortunately, cultivators were naturally far less likely to get pregnant. The stronger one’s cultivation, the harder it became which was why children born into cultivation clans were often doted on excessively, sometimes even spoiled into becoming arrogant wastrels.
After all, no matter what trouble they caused, the clan would always clean up after them.
This also meant that offending a pampered wastrel was no small matter. It was the same as offending the powerful family behind them.
Hurt the young, and the old will come knocking. In fact, there were tales of entire clans being dragged into ruin just because one of their spoiled scions offended the wrong person.
Truly, in the vast world of cultivation, there was no end to the strange and the absurd.
Qin Wanyuan let out a sigh. Her current cultivation level was the same as Lin Que’s. They were both at the Core Formation stage. Although the state of conception couldn’t be fully controlled, avoiding pregnancy wasn’t difficult.
Following a method she had read in a cultivation manual, Qin Wanyuan formed a hand seal. A faint light shimmered over her lower abdomen, and a small formation quietly appeared.
“There. Now I don’t have to worry.”
She murmured with relief, laying back down and wrapping herself around Lin Que’s arm, ready to doze off a little longer.
That nap was particularly satisfying. She even dreamt about everything that had happened the night before. It wasn’t until the delicious aroma of food reached her nose that she finally stirred.
As soon as she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Lin Que’s figure.
The young man was dressed in a deep bamboo-green robe. His posture was straight and dignified, and a gentle smile graced his face.
“Wanyuan, time to get up.”
“Mmm~”
Qin Wanyuan responded sleepily, sitting up and wrapping her arms around Lin Que’s waist. She leaned her head against his chest, and with a slightly coy tone, she asked,
“Lin Lang, Lin Lang… did I satisfy you last night?”
She was quite pleased with her performance. After all, the “result” that hadn’t come out in either her past or current life finally came out last night!
Even if it was thanks to the potions, she believed that as long as she kept completing system tasks and strengthening her body, there would come a day when she wouldn’t need any potion at all to achieve the same!
“Ahem, ahem, ahem.”
Lin Que gave a couple of subtle coughs, but Qin Wanyuan didn’t catch his meaning and went on, “Lin Lang, say something~ Did I satisfy you last night or not? Could it be you’re feeling shy? We’ve been together for so long already. What’s there to be shy about? You’re so cute~”
As she spoke, Qin Wanyuan’s voice was sweet and flirtatious, tinged with a bit of pride. She rarely used that kind of tone, but today she was simply overjoyed. So happy she couldn’t hold back her emotions, which spilled out with every word.
After all—
She was now a woman who could have a normal intimate life!
But… Lin Que, on the other hand, remained silent, not responding at all.
That made Qin Wanyuan sense something was off. She slightly shifted her gaze away from Lin Que and then she saw Qin Qian’er standing next to the phoenix egg, holding a pen and paper as if she had been taking notes.
At that moment, Qin Qian’er’s hand had completely frozen in place. Her pupils were dilated, as though she had just witnessed something that had shattered her entire worldview.
The instant their eyes met, Qin Qian’er turned her head slightly, then bolted as if fleeing the scene, leaving only one sentence echoing in the room behind her:
“I didn’t hear anything!”
“Ahem… Qian’er came early this morning to observe the phoenix egg,” Lin Que explained with an awkward cough, “Since you were still asleep, she didn’t greet you.”
“Uuuu—”
Qin Wanyuan let out a whimper as her pretty face flushed red at a visibly rapid pace.
In that moment, it felt like something inside her quietly shattered.
—It was the dignity she held as an older sister.
***
At the dining table, the three of them ate in silence.
Qin Wanyuan avoided eye contact. After experiencing such a socially mortifying moment, she honestly had no idea how to face Qin Qian’er.
Qin Qian’er felt the same.
To the young girl, her sister had always been gentle, graceful, and incredibly strong. In her eyes, Qin Wanyuan had always been viewed through a kind of idealized lens.
But in just those few fleeting seconds earlier, that lens and some deeply held notions in her heart had been utterly shattered.
Her sister… had actually said something that shameless and flirtatious…
In the end, Qin Qian’er was still just Qin Wanyuan’s younger sister. Naturally, she had only ever seen her sister’s dignified and elegant side. As for how she behaved at night. That was something only she and Lin Que knew.
So when confronted with such a stark contrast, it was only natural for her to be shocked speechless.
At the same time, Qin Qian’er’s gaze unconsciously drifted toward Lin Que.
What exactly did he do… to make my sister act like that…?
Gradually, she began to feel a budding curiosity toward the man who had lived under the same roof with them for so long, yet with whom she’d barely spoken a word.
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