Chapter 38

Cang Ling was utterly confused by what his wife had just said. He understood every individual word, but once they were strung together, they made no sense to him at all.

Of course, Xue Miaoyun noticed his bewilderment. After all, this era had none of the wild and imaginative novels or TV dramas that would help someone grasp this kind of thing.

She suppressed her amusement and explained her “golden finger,” the Jiao Spirit Essence, as something inherited through bloodline. She went on to describe several of the abilities she possessed, and even demonstrated the skill of retrieving objects out of thin air.

Cang Ling was so shocked he nearly lost control of his expression. Though his face remained mostly composed, the way his pupils suddenly dilated clearly betrayed his inner turmoil.

“…What happened that made you tell me something this important? Does it have to do with you suddenly coming here?” Cang Ling asked seriously. He wasn’t a fool. Keeping such a secret to oneself was obviously the safest choice.

Even though they were married, and he loved her deeply, they had only recently tied the knot—and he had been the one to push for it more than she had.

Xue Miaoyun knew she couldn’t keep anything from him. Besides, she hadn’t planned to. At this point, most of her secrets had already been exposed, and she had no intention of hiding anything about Zhao Meihua anymore, either.

So, she casually explained how Zhao Meihua’s slip of the tongue had made her suspicious, and how she’d used her ability to coax the truth out of her.

“…At first, I didn’t believe someone could really get a second chance at life. But thinking about my own situation, how could I not?”

Cang Ling was still reeling from the idea that someone could be reborn when he was hit with the realization that his own life might soon come to an end.

As a soldier, he had faced death many times. Without a solid list of military achievements, he could never have risen to his current position, no matter how good his background was. Most people his age were still company or battalion commanders.

So, the idea of dying during a mission wasn’t surprising to him. But he had just married the woman he loved, and a happy life was finally within reach. What troubled him more was—if he died, what would happen to Ah Yun? He shouldn’t have married her. If she became a widow, even if she met someone else later, her next marriage would always be seen as a second one…

“Cang Ling, what’s wrong? Why do you look so pale?” Xue Miaoyun had been watching his expression closely after telling him everything.

“…I’m sorry.” Cang Ling’s eyes were filled with guilt. He shouldn’t have forced her. She hadn’t originally planned on marriage in her future, but he had thrown her plans off track.

Xue Miaoyun wasn’t foolish—she immediately understood what was on his mind.

She was touched and a little amused. She gently cupped his face. “Didn’t I already tell you? No one can force me to do anything. I agreed to marry you because I wanted you. Cang Ling, I love you.”

She expressed her feelings clearly and directly. She loved this man—that was why she had so readily agreed to marry him.

Cang Ling’s whole body stiffened with joy. His large hands pulled his wife tightly into his arms. “Yun’er, I love you too. So, so much.”

Xue Miaoyun was satisfied. After everything she had done, if he hadn’t responded, she definitely would’ve been upset.

Leaning against the firm chest of her husband, she whispered words of affection, soft and heartfelt.

Cang Ling’s breathing grew heavier as he listened. Eventually, he couldn’t resist and captured her sweet lips in a kiss.

What started out gentle soon turned urgent, and the atmosphere in the room quickly grew heated.

“Mm…” Xue Miaoyun couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, and from there, everything spiraled out of control.

By the time the storm had passed, Xue Miaoyun was so exhausted she didn’t even want to lift a finger. This man was far too terrifying. Even with her enhanced physical abilities, she had still been completely overwhelmed by him.

Feeling the large hand rubbing against her body, Xue Miaoyun struggled to grasp it in her own.

“This is a key. It allows a partner to access a portion of the Jiao Pearl Space. Just drip your blood on it to recognize ownership, and it will grant you entry.”

This was the best solution she could think of to ensure Cang Ling’s safety. Since the Life’s Blue couldn’t leave the space, she decided to let him use it. When the time came, all it would take was a single thought.

Fortunately, she had already studied the key after it was returned to her. By dripping a drop of her own blood onto it, she could control what the keyholder had access to within the Jiao Pearl Space. Anything she didn’t want him to see would remain hidden.

In essence, giving the key to Cang Ling was like granting him a space of his own. This way, he could use the Life’s Blue whenever needed and even store other items inside if required.

After explaining everything, Xue Miaoyun fell into a deep sleep. She was exhausted.

Cang Ling looked at his wife’s sleeping face, soft and peaceful, and felt a deep tenderness in his heart. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead, letting her rest in his arms.

He glanced at the “key” in his hand—it looked damnably familiar. No wonder Yun’er had been so determined to retrieve the engagement token.

Thinking about the engagement between Miaoyun and Song Zhuanguo, Cang Ling felt a pang of sourness in his heart.

His mother-in-law had given something so important to the Song family as a token of engagement. She must have really approved of Song Zhuanguo. That thought made him feel even worse.

Xue Miaoyun had no idea how many wild scenarios Cang Ling had imagined in his own mind while she was asleep.

By the time she woke up, there was no one else in the room.

She struggled to sit up—her legs were weak, her waist sore, and she was starving.

She didn’t feel like eating buns, so she walked out of the room to check the kitchen.

There, she found a lunchbox with a note on top.

It was from Cang Ling. He had gone out to handle something, and the food was probably brought over from the cafeteria. Xue Miaoyun wasn’t picky. She checked the food—still warm—and started eating.

Once her stomach was full, her entire body relaxed. She returned to the room and first checked the Jiao Pearl Space.

The separated area wasn’t large, about ten cubic meters. Currently, there was nothing inside except for four Life’s Blue pearls.

With this layer of security, Xue Miaoyun finally felt at ease. No matter what the outcome would be, she had done her best.

Once she was fully rested, she started tidying up the house. With the help of the space to move things around, the cleaning went quickly.

She changed what needed changing, washed what needed washing.

By the time she finished, it was already five in the afternoon.

Thinking about the cafeteria food she had just eaten, Xue Miaoyun decided not to settle for less—she would cook a proper meal for herself.

Braised pork, sautéed three delicacies, and chicken stewed with mushrooms. Since it was just the two of them, she didn’t prepare too many dishes.

But to her surprise, just as dinner was almost ready, Cang Ling came back—with someone else.

“Ah Ling, you’re back. Uh, and this is…?”

“This must be sister-in-law, right? Hello, I’m Yan Minghu, Cang Ling’s partner.” Yan Minghu had seen photos of Xue Miaoyun before and knew she was a beauty. But he hadn’t expected the real person to be so much more stunning than the pictures.

They say true beauty lies in one’s bones, not just the skin—but if someone had both, then she was truly breathtaking. Cang Ling must have done a lot of good in a past life to deserve her.