After the ghost-hunting master descended the mountain, his fame spread throughout the capital.

Seeing her like this, and hearing her listless urging, Xie Jinchen instantly forgot all about etiquette and rules.

He strode to the bedside and sat down, leaning slightly forward to approach the figure shivering beneath the thick quilt. "How can I help you?"

He naturally didn't believe her previous nonsense about "curing diseases based on appearance."

Jiang Dusheng laboriously stretched out a hand from the edge of the blankets.

Those hands were slender and pale, as if sculpted from ice and snow.

Her voice was weak, "You... put your hand out."

Without the slightest hesitation, Xie Jinchen immediately extended his right hand, palm facing upwards.

The next moment, Jiang Dusheng's icy cold fingers touched him and then gently grasped his.

So cold!

This was Xie Jinchen's first impression.

The touch felt unlike that of a living person's hand; it was more like holding a piece of ancient, cold jade.

The chill instantly spread along their skin, causing the jade prayer beads on his wrist to gleam slightly.

However, the moment their hands touched, Jiang Dusheng shuddered violently.

It's not cold.

Instead… the rampant, chilling aura within her body was enveloped by the purple aura emanating from the other party's palm.

It's like someone who's been trekking alone through a blizzard and is on the verge of freezing, suddenly being embraced in a warm and loving hug.

Jiang Dusheng regained some color in his face, but his expression became somewhat strange and complicated.

Because... Xie Jinchen's malevolent aura surged into her body along with the purple aura.

However, this external malevolent energy was strangely devoured by the even more domineering malevolent energy within her body, which further strengthened her control over her own malevolent energy.

The results were even better than she had expected.

Purple aura wards off evil spirits, noble aura strengthens the soul.

External evils are guided away, and the source is nourished in return.

The chill emanating from Jiang Dusheng slowly dissipated, replaced by a sense of warmth.

Some color returned to her pale face, and she even let out a soft sigh of comfort as her curled-up body slowly relaxed.

Xie Jinchen kept a close eye on her face, noticing that she first relaxed her brows, and then revealed a complex expression.

He mistakenly believed that his contact was ineffective and might even have worsened her discomfort.

"How are you? Is there any improvement? If not..."

He made a move to pull his hand back, afraid that the murderous aura emanating from him would harm her instead.

Jiang Dusheng was lost in thought when he noticed that the man was about to pull his hand away. He instinctively reached back and grabbed the man's wrist.

She looked up at him, glaring at him with annoyance. "Are you going to repay kindness with enmity?!"

The coldness in her body had finally begun to dissipate; if he let go now, wouldn't all his efforts be in vain?

Xie Jinchen was stunned when she grabbed his wrist and heard the rebuke.

He softened his voice and explained, "I'm afraid that the negative energy inherent in my destiny might transfer to you if I were to make contact rashly, causing you even more suffering."

He was born with an aura of malevolence, a fact known to very few.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Dusheng snorted, "With that little bit of malevolent energy in you? You'd be easily defeated by the energy within me as soon as you entered..."

She stopped abruptly halfway through her sentence, her heart skipping a beat.

Oh no, I let it slip.

Given Xie Jinchen's cunning nature, he would surely be able to deduce key information from her words.

Sure enough, Xie Jinchen's gaze suddenly deepened.

Seeing Jiang Dusheng instantly shut up, and combining that with her previous state, a clear picture quickly formed in his mind.

He tried to move his fingers slightly, and Jiang Dusheng immediately noticed that instead of loosening his grip, he tightened his hold.

She even glanced at him, but there was not a trace of weakness or helplessness in her eyes; it clearly said, "Don't move."

He parted his thin lips slightly, his voice low and inquisitive, "You also have malevolent energy within you, and it flares up every full moon?"

Jiang Dusheng pretended to be dead and remained silent.

Seeing this, Xie Jinchen stopped trying to pull his hand away.

He leaned closer, his voice low and inquisitive, "Miss Jiang, you already knew, didn't you?"

Although it was a question, the tone was resolute: "Knowing that I have a malevolent aura, perhaps... there's something else I don't know about."

"You make me come over on the fifteenth of every month not to see some fabricated illness, but from the very beginning, you're just here to take advantage of my anger."

"Is it right?"

He finished speaking in one breath, his gaze intense, not missing a single subtle change in her face.

The evil energy within Jiang Dusheng's body had been mostly suppressed by the purple energy, and his mind had returned to clarity.

Too lazy to make up excuses, she simply gave up and acted recklessly, filled with annoyance:

"Otherwise what? Does Prince Xie really think I'm so bored that I invite you to look at the stars and the moon every fifteenth of the month?"

"You are born with the Purple Star in your destiny, possessing innate nobility, yet you are also shrouded in malevolent energy. Your yin and yang are intertwined, making you a rare body capable of suppressing evil. Coincidentally, I also have some unruly things within me, and I need to borrow a bit of your noble energy each month to tame them."

"We each get what we need; it's a win-win situation. I wasn't lying when I said I could cure illnesses based on appearance..."

"Your face, along with your destiny and fortune, can indeed cure my illness."

After all, this face is indeed pleasing to the eye.

Jiang Dusheng paused, his tone unusually reassuring, and added:

"Don't worry, it won't harm you. This purple aura of yours originates from your destiny and is ever-flowing. Lending me a little to suppress the yin energy might alleviate some of the isolated and destructive influence on you, so it's a win-win situation."

"As for the evil aura on you... consider it my kindness that led me to remove it for you."

Listening to her explanation, which was almost like a robber's logic yet frank, Xie Jinchen was unsure whether to be angry or amused.

So, she was actually someone who had been eyeing him, this "human medicinal herb," ​​for a long time, taking every step carefully, just waiting to "harvest" him on the night of the full moon?

However... Jiang Dusheng's honesty also relieved Xie Jinchen.

At least, this relationship, based on clear needs and the exchange of capabilities, felt more controllable to him than those vague and illusory calculations.

Jiang Dusheng felt his body warm up considerably, even a little too warm.

She subtly shifted to the side, casually pulling up the thick brocade quilt covering her and tossing it to Xie Jinchen, who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

She yawned lazily, her long eyelashes fluttering, and ordered in a matter-of-fact tone:

"Young Master Xie, it's late and the dew is heavy; men and women should be very careful. Please make do and spend the night on this footstool."

Xie Jinchen: "..."

He looked down at the brocade quilt that had been forcibly placed in his arms, still warm from her body.

She glanced up again at Jiang Dusheng's profile, which was so close to hers.

Finally, my gaze fell on their hands, which were still tightly clasped together.

A sense of absurdity washed over me.

He suddenly let out a low chuckle, his chest trembling slightly, which was particularly clear in the quiet night.

"What a fine example of strict separation between men and women," he repeated slowly, his tone drawn out and his meaning ambiguous.

He didn't let go of her hand, which she was holding. In that position, he actually hugged the brocade quilt, leaned his body, and unceremoniously sat on the footstool by the bed.