If you were cold and aloof in your past life, why are you crying in this one?

As night fell, the candlelight shone softly.

The servants cleaned the room, burned incense, filled the pool with warm water, and scattered delicate rose petals.

The rising steam carried a faint floral fragrance, which, combined with calming incense, filled the room, washing away the lingering chill and aches and pains from the days of exorcising the poison.

A pool of warm water gently envelops the body, allowing the tense and suppressed mind of the past few days to relax completely. The accumulated bitterness, fear, and torment slowly dissipate with the warm water.

Xi Lingxian slowly got up after soaking in the warm, soft, and fragrant water.

The charcoal fire in the incense burner by the window is warm and gentle, with soft, wispy smoke drifting gently.

She leaned lazily against the incense burner, letting her long, damp hair fall down, slowly drying in the gentle warmth. Her hair was infused with a delicate floral fragrance, and she felt relaxed, comfortable, and refreshed.

Tao Zhi approached lightly, holding a warm and translucent white porcelain bowl, and replied in a low, respectful voice.

"Young lady, this sweet white fungus soup was specially prepared by the kitchen at the request of Young Master Wang."

Xi Lingxian raised her eyes slightly and reached out to take it.

The sweet and mellow soup slowly enters the throat, its soft and chewy texture soothing the entire body.

Xi Lingxian quickly finished her bowl of wine when a soft, measured knock came from the door.

The late spring chill outside the window grew increasingly biting, the piercing wind carrying the chill of late winter, making the windowpanes rattle slightly.

Inside, the silver charcoal burned quietly, smokeless and undisturbed, making the entire bedroom warm and cozy.

The door was gently pushed open, and the person outside slowly entered.

He had obviously just finished showering when he arrived.

Her dark hair was loosely tied up, with a few soft, damp strands hanging down her smooth forehead, and she exuded a light, cool pine scent.

Perhaps due to the steam, a faint blush graced his handsome face, softening his usual coldness and sharpness. His already angular features became even more gentle and captivating. His thin lips were full and moist, gleaming with a subtle sheen. He was both refined and alluring, like a white fox that had sheathed its claws and become incredibly gentle.

He wore a long, wide-sleeved white robe, loosely wrapped around his slender and upright figure. The soft, flowing fabric accentuated his exceptional physique. All the cold and fierce aura he had exuded during the day had vanished. As soon as he stepped into the warm room, he blended in with the cozy warmth, making it impossible to look away.

Xi Lingxian was suddenly captivated by his relaxed, homely demeanor.

What is this fairy up to so late at night?

Wang Jue gently closed the door behind him, shutting out all the chill from outside. His voice, softened by the warm water, was deep and husky. "I slept too much during my recuperation period, and it's been boring being idle. Someone recently gave me a set of jade chess pieces with warm and cool properties. How about playing a game to pass the time?"

"Fine, who's afraid of you?"

He walked straight to the low couch by the window, calmly laid out a chessboard, and arranged the lustrous black and white jade chess pieces in a staggered pattern. The cool jade texture complemented his snow-white robes, making him even more pleasing to the eye.

The maidservant withdrew silently.

The two sat facing each other by the window, making their first moves.

The silver frost charcoal fire burned gently, making the room even warmer.

Xi Lingxian felt a tightness in her forehead, so she raised her hand and tugged at the collar of her undergarment to relieve the heat.

Driven by her competitive spirit, her gaze remained fixed on the chessboard.

She had always been able to play chess; she learned four or five parts from her teacher, and the remaining four or five parts from the person in front of her.

He didn't deliberately teach her; it was just that sometimes when he was in the throes of chess and she was the only one around, he would naturally ask her to join him.

He played chess with a fierce temperament, often making risky moves. She initially suffered repeated defeats, but under his "training," she was forced to grow rapidly.

Lost in thought, she curled up on the soft couch, her arms wrapped around her knees, her smooth chin resting gently on her knees, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed, her eyes focused.

She wore a loose, soft, pale yellow satin undergarment, her long, jet-black hair cascading down her back like a waterfall, the smooth black hair highlighting her fair and delicate face; her bare feet were adorned with bright red cardamom tips.

Wang Jue held a black jade chess piece between his fingers, suddenly losing all interest in the game. His deep eyes were fixed intently on her, unblinking.

Xi Lingxian, who was originally focused on the game, lowered her eyes in thought, but her peripheral vision met his burning gaze that seemed to burn her to ashes, and her mind was suddenly thrown into chaos.

My thoughts suddenly became jumbled.

It's hard to say who started it, but the previously peaceful and warm atmosphere suddenly collapsed.

The next second, the man reached out and pulled her into his arms with a gentle yet irresistible force.

Xi Lingxian swayed slightly, but he held her firmly on his lap. He raised his hand and gently cupped the back of her head, his fingertips caressing her hair. He then leaned down and kissed her.

A wave of warmth washed over them, while the north wind outside the window still howled in the late spring chill. Inside, however, only their burning heat and rapid breathing remained, intertwined and inseparable, releasing all their pent-up emotions, leaving them nowhere to escape.

Xi Lingxian's heart skipped a beat as the masculine aura surrounding her overwhelmed her.

The love potion was clearly removed, so why is this happening?

My breath is hot and humid, burning like fire.

The joy they had shared as husband and wife flooded back into their minds, and warmth traveled through their bodies along their lips and tongues.

Xi Lingxian was already in a state of confusion. She was surrounded by his refreshing pine scent, and his presence filled her nostrils and ears. She felt her head throbbing and her mind becoming dizzy.

Everything around me became hazy and indistinct, completely enveloped in this unexpected tenderness.

Suddenly snapping back to reality, she realized with a start that she was already pinned down on the bed.

His clean and refreshing scent gave her an unparalleled sense of security; reason told her that she should push him away.

But his body language betrayed his desire to get closer.

Her whole body tensed, her fingertips gripping the quilt beneath her, as she struggled to keep her voice steady.

"Can't."

Before she could finish speaking, he captured her lips and tongue again. Her breathing became unsteady, but she forced herself to stay calm and resist.

She clenched her fist and pounded the ground with almost no force left.

My body felt empty and adrift, with nowhere to go.

Enraged, she twisted his waist hard.

Why did he provoke her?

Neither of them were innocent teenagers; they were easily ignited, yet he still dared to do this.

The man who was pinched wasn't annoyed at all; a smile that was hard to decipher appeared on his lips as he continued to look around.

Realizing what he was about to do, Xi Lingxian bit her lip and tried to close her legs, but he grabbed her.

No~

This, this won't do.

"Serve you a little? Are you trying to be nice to me?"

He skillfully untied the sash around her waist and bent down without hesitation.

Xi Lingxian covered her face and bit her lip to keep herself from making any discordant sounds.

This has never happened before.

Both parties were complete strangers, but one of them had an exceptionally strong learning ability. Before long, she became adept at handling things and knew what was good and what she liked.

Xi Lingxian felt as if she were floating among soft clouds, and everything around her became unreal.

Once everything had calmed down, Xi Lingxian was too ashamed to face him.

Who did he learn from?

"How was it? Were you satisfied with the service?"

He wouldn't let her dodge, turning her around and pulling her into his arms, forcing her to look at him.

Xi Lingxian was so weak she was like a puddle of water, with no strength left to struggle.

She lazily raised her eyes and met his gaze.

Those dark, clear eyes, at this moment, could not hide the warmth and almost overflowing affection, reflecting her completely and utterly.

He set aside all his pride and descended to the mortal world with love and cherish for her.