Bai Suzhen, I really need to punish you properly.

Wang Xuan's gaze was firm, his voice strong and resolute: "In my eyes, Ling'er is more important than all the people in the world. But I will do everything in my power to help Ling'er accomplish what she wants to do."

Grandma looked at the young man before her, her cloudy eyes filled with satisfaction: "Good! I knew I hadn't misjudged you!"

"Grandma, how much do you know about Consort Zixuan's husband?"

Wang Xuan couldn't help but ask about Zi Xuan, but this time, to avoid his grandmother from overthinking, he politely added "Your Majesty" after "Zi Xuan".

He was certain that Zixuan's husband was named Wang Xuan, and that this was definitely not a coincidence.

After all, based on his understanding of himself, intercepting Zixuan was something he would do.

In Wang Xuan's memory, as a descendant of Nuwa, Nuwa's divine power could only be fully possessed by one person in the world at any given time.

If Zixuan really had a romantic relationship with him, then where would she be now?

Is she still alive?

If you're alive, why don't you come looking for yourself?

Is it that they can't? Or that they're unwilling?

"This is Lady Zixuan's private matter, and I don't know much about it. I only know that the man is incredibly powerful and has a mysterious background. He is the one who accompanies Lady Zixuan and together they fight to defeat the evil demons and suppress the monsters, stabilize the crumbling world, and save countless lives."

Wang Xuan frowned and pressed on, "And then what? And what about Zi Xuan? What happened to her?"

"I've heard people say that the last time Lady Zixuan appeared was at the Demon-Suppressing Tower in Mount Shu. After that, no one has seen them since."

Mount Shu, the Demon-Suppressing Tower.

Wang Xuan frowned slightly, pondering this place carefully.

Could it be that Zixuan is waiting for me there?

Even if things don't go perfectly, there will definitely be clues related to Zixuan there.

It seems that he has no choice but to make time to go there.

Wang Xuan suppressed her chaotic thoughts and returned to the current question: "Since you were the one who took care of Qing'er before, who entrusted Qing'er to your care? Was it Consort Zixuan?"

Grandma gently shook her head: "When I served Lady Qing'er, she was already a beautiful young woman."

Wang Xuan nodded and didn't press further, then brought up the matter of parting: "Regarding leaving, are all the maids willing to go? How many are there in total?"

"All six of them will go with you."

"Shall we set off tomorrow?"

Grandma nodded in agreement: "That's fine."

Wang Xuan solemnly said, "Once the Moon Worship Cult and the Water Demon Beast are eradicated and Miao territory returns to peace, Ling'er and I will come back to fetch you."

Grandma smiled faintly and shook her head gently upon hearing this.

"I'm going to the river to catch some big fish. I'll make some fish soup for Ling'er at noon."

After Wang Xuan finished speaking, he walked out of the courtyard.

Mingzhu was reclining on a stone chair by the lake, taking a short rest with her eyes closed.

"Mingzhu, have you been waiting long?"

Mingzhu sat up straight, her eyes smiling. "Young Master, has everything been taken care of here?"

"It's still a little short." Wang Xuan sat down beside her, his gaze gentle. "I came here specifically to ask for your help."

"Young master, please speak."

Wang Xuan leaned closer, put his arm around her shoulder, and gently kissed her lips. He smiled and said, "I want you to go back to Qiantang first and tell Madam and Rouge to send someone to clean up the courtyard we bought earlier to accommodate the seven girls on this island."

There aren't many maids on Fairy Spirit Island. Wang Xuan roughly counted them at yesterday's wedding; there were only about six.

Having just received a definitive number from her grandmother, Wang Xuan was even more certain.

If the exact number of people is given, Rouge will definitely be able to make more proper arrangements.

Seeing this, Mingzhu teased, "Young master, are there only girls on this island?"

"Yes. One of them, like you, is my woman, while the other six are maids on this island."

"Young master, I've noted it down. Is there anything else?"

"We'll depart from the island tomorrow, then take a waterway back from Yuhang. We might not be back until the afternoon. Please pick us up at the pier then."

Mingzhu nodded repeatedly in agreement.

Wang Xuan stood up and took her soft hand in his: "Let's go out."

The two left the cave together. Mingzhu stretched out her figure, her clothes fluttering, and flew away swiftly.

Wang Xuan bent down and scooped up two lively, fresh fish from the river, handed them to a maid in the Shuiyue Palace kitchen, and then returned to his room alone.

Zhao Ling'er was still fast asleep on the bed, her long eyelashes drooping, her skin as white as jade, her sleeping face serene and gentle.

Wang Xuan walked to the bedside and sat down, calling softly, "Ling'er."

It's all my fault for not knowing my limits last night, which has caused Ling'er to be unwell. Wang Xuan now despises himself for rushing headlong into love last night.

Hearing the call, Zhao Ling'er's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her clear, almond-shaped eyes. A sweet smile appeared on her lips as she struggled to sit up.

Wang Xuan couldn't help but think of a line of poetry.

The waiter lifted up Jiao's weakness, and it was Xincheng Enzeshi.

However, it was not a maid who was supporting Ling'er at this moment, but Wang Xuan.

Zhao Ling'er frowned slightly, a faint blush rising to her cheeks, her voice soft and tinged with timidity: "Brother Wang Xuan, it still hurts a lot here. Is it going to turn into a snake tail?"

Wang Xuan's expression changed. He gently lifted the covers and asked, "Ling'er, where does it hurt?"

Zhao Ling'er pointed shyly to a spot: "It's here."

Wang Xuan found Ling'er's naivety amusing and explained softly, "Ling'er, look, your skin is still the same as before, fair and delicate, which means it won't change now. If you feel uncomfortable, I'll help you soothe it in a bit."

Zhao Ling'er obediently gave a soft "Mmm".

"Ling'er, are you hungry? I got you some snacks from the kitchen."

Fairy Island has a spiritual spring, fruit trees, and wheat fields, which not only allows it to be self-sufficient, but also enables it to make some simple snacks.

Ling'er nodded, picked up a piece of pastry and took a small bite. After two bites, she smiled sweetly on her pretty face, raised her hand and held the pastry to Wang Xuan's lips, wanting to feed it to him so they could taste it together.

Wang Xuan opened his mouth and ate it, even taking Zhao Ling'er's delicate fingertips into his mouth.

The two looked at each other and laughed simultaneously.

"Ling'er, I have a gift for you."

Wang Xuan took the Water Spirit Pearl out of the cave.

The pearl is a deep, lustrous blue, with what appears to be a gentle flow of water mist inside.

"What is this?"

"This is the Water Spirit Orb."

"What is a Water Spirit Orb?"

"The Water Spirit Orb contains the vast water power of the origin of heaven and earth. It can not only control water and greatly help your cultivation and casting of water-based spells, but it can also soothe injuries and nourish the body."

As he spoke, Wang Xuan activated his spiritual power and drew upon the power of the Water Spirit Pearl. A faint, cool mist slowly diffused, and wisps of spiritual power gradually permeated Ling'er's limbs and bones, causing the slight soreness and discomfort in her lower abdomen to gradually dissipate.

The girl's brows relaxed, and a genuine smile appeared on her face, her beauty radiant and captivating: "Brother Wang Xuan, Ling'er doesn't feel uncomfortable anymore!"

This can be considered as saving Zhao Ling'er from dire straits.

But don't ask where water and fire come from.