Fairy, please have some self-respect. I am not the reincarnation of your deceased husband.

"..."

Mu Qianxue stared intently at the bubbling pot, her expression as focused as if she were studying a sword technique.

Her upright posture and elegant demeanor formed a strange yet striking contrast with the stove filled with the smell of cooking fires.

Since I have been entrusted by my husband to "keep an eye on things," then I must keep a close watch on them.

There must be a reason why the other party said that.

But what happens after you "see" it?

Will the porridge overflow?

Is the heat just right?

What should she do?

Faced with a pot of porridge, this sword cultivator, who had reached the peak of the Golden Core stage, felt lost for the first time in his life…

She carefully extended her fingertip and gently touched the edge of the pot lid.

It felt warm to the touch, and there was nothing unusual.

But the continuous bubbling sound from the pot made her feel a little uneasy.

I hesitated, wondering if I should lift it up and take a look.

Looking at the porridge, she thought of her husband's damaged soul.

However, the herb of the Soul-Relieving Plant was too weak to have any effect.

If it were possible to get the other person to consume some nourishing spiritual herbs...

With this in mind, he took out a "Water Heart Orchid" from his storage bag.

This spiritual herb can nourish the meridians and repair the soul, making it extremely effective for Foundation Establishment cultivators. It is also colorless and odorless.

This was prepared for the other person.

Since she couldn't think of a reasonable reason to give it to him, she kept it for the time being.

And now, an opportunity has arisen…

If this herb is added to porridge, although its medicinal effect will be slightly reduced, it will still be effective, which is better than letting it remain unused.

Once she thought it was feasible, Mu Qianxue's mind was filled with the thought of "restoring her husband's soul".

My husband will be back soon, I must hurry!

In her haste, she didn't consider whether the medicinal properties might change under special circumstances.

Thinking only of helping her husband as soon as possible, she no longer hesitated and plucked the flower petals and put them into the pot.

The properties of the Water Orchid are highly changeable and require gentle spiritual energy to slowly catalyze them before they can be incorporated into food.

Ke Muxianxue's spiritual power was cold, and as the petals merged into the rice porridge, strange changes occurred.

There was a loud "sizzle!" sound.

When a spiritual herb encounters icy spiritual energy, its properties suddenly change.

Two streams of spiritual energy clashed violently within the rice porridge, instantly shattering the balance within the pot.

"boom--!!"

Amidst a not particularly loud explosion, the pot lid was the first to fly off, and the kitchen utensils placed beside the stove, as well as the freshly cooked dishes, were all overturned by the blast wave.

Instantly, steam mixed with rice grains and scalding hot porridge gushed out and splashed everywhere.

"!"

Although Mu Qianxue hadn't expected things to turn out this way after adding the spiritual herbs, she reacted quickly.

The moment the explosion came, she condensed a layer of spiritual energy shield carrying a chilling aura.

However, the distance was simply too close.

Although it blocked most of the impact, high temperature, and rice grains, some of it still inevitably got all over her.

The snow-white dress was instantly covered with dust, and even a few grains of rice were scattered on it.

A wisp of ash from the stove fire landed right on her nose, leaving a very clear mark on her exquisite face.

"?"

Mu Qianxue froze on the spot, still in a slightly backward dodging posture, her beautiful icy blue eyes filled with astonishment.

The aloof, ethereal demeanor he had just exuded, as if he had everything under control, vanished completely, replaced by a comical, almost pathetic, air.

After this battle, the kitchen was filled with steam and was a complete mess.

"What's wrong?!"

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

Chen Lianshu, carrying a bundle of firewood, rushed in, taking three steps at a time.

"What was that sound just now? Senior sister, are you alright..."

The words came to an abrupt halt.

He stared in disbelief at the scene before him, and at the very center of the "disaster," at Senior Sister Mu, who was covered in dust but still maintained a cool and aloof demeanor.

The air seemed to freeze.

"!!!"

Under his gaze, Mu Qianxue's ears flushed red at a visible speed.

She quickly looked away, glancing at the still-smoking pot beside her, trying to explain, but unsure where to begin:

"...The porridge seems to be...overcooked."

"It'll be overcooked..."

Chen Lianshu paused, but finally couldn't help asking:

"explode?"

"Well…"

Despite her best efforts to remain calm and composed, her voice grew softer and softer, her confidence waning.

"I...I don't know why either..."

Mu Qianxue didn't dare to look up at Chen Lianshu's expression at that moment.

She lowered her head, staring at the grains of rice stuck to the hem of her skirt, feeling her cheeks and ears burning.

She pretended to be confused because she was afraid that if she told the truth, her husband would misunderstand that she had ulterior motives.

This situation could even lead the other party to believe that they intend to harm him…

This is something Mu Qianxue absolutely cannot accept!

As his mind became increasingly chaotic and filled with guilt.

The red ice crystal above his head also underwent a corresponding change.

"..."

Chen Lianshu's gaze shifted from the messy stove to her ashes-covered face, and then to her tightly pursed red lips.

In the end, the complex emotions in my heart gradually disappeared, and I was amused by the stark contrast of the scene.

"Oh."

Unexpectedly, this usually aloof and ethereal Senior Sister Mu, with her profound cultivation and the admiration of her fellow disciples, also has such a "vivid" side.

"It seems..."

He cleared his throat, trying to make his voice sound as calm as possible:

"This pot of porridge is a bit too 'heaty'..."

But that laugh was so clear that it was impossible to ignore.

"..."

Mu Qianxue's face turned even redder.

Unexpectedly, her husband not only didn't blame her, but didn't even ask any questions.

"I…"

This only made Mu Qianxue more at a loss.

Her true intention was simply to help, to help him nurture his soul...

But how did it turn into this awkward situation?

Instead of helping at all, they made things even worse...

However, Chen Lianshu stopped looking at her and instead rolled up his sleeves, deftly starting to clean up the mess.

"Senior sister, please stand a little further back. I'll take care of this."

Mu Qianxue silently took two steps back as instructed, watching his busy back, and whispered with remorse:

"Feel sorry…"

"I came here to help, but what happened..."

"It's alright."

Chen Lianshu didn't pay any attention, but instead glanced at the icy red heart with a seemingly casual but actually careful eye.

I silently noted down the emotions that my current state represented.

"But I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you, senior sister."

"Um?"

"There's no extra vegetables or rice."

"All that's left is some noodles."

"If you don't mind, senior sister, shall I make you a bowl of noodles?"

Immediately afterwards, Chen Lianshu added:

"Of course, we can also go to eat..."

"No."

Before he could finish speaking, Mu Qianxue interrupted:

"Just noodles."

"...Then Senior Sister, please go back to your room and wait for a while."

"It will be ready in a moment."

"it is good."

Mu Qianxue responded and turned to go back into the house.

Then she cast a cleansing spell.

Her plain white dress was now clean and fresh, showing no trace of her previous dishevelment.

In no time, a bowl of clear soup noodles was ready.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Looking at the bowl of clear soup noodles on the table.

Besides feeling embarrassed and guilty, Mu Qianxue felt a sweet sensation in her heart.

It doesn't seem too bad...

Although the process was a bit complicated, we finally got to have this "simple meal".

And she watched him make it himself.

It was made just for her.