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However, just as Le Yao Yao was feeling sad, she was suddenly pulled tightly into someone's embrace.
The unfamiliar warmth enveloped her, and even the scent was strange.
It was not the familiar and pleasant aroma of Ambergris that she liked. Instead, it had a faint, cool fragrance reminiscent of Wintersweet.
Although it was not unpleasant at all, she couldn't help but feel that after getting used to Leng Junyu's scent, anything else felt out of place.
Habit is truly a terrifying thing.
So, after being embraced by the man, Le Yao Yao tried to struggle free. However, at that moment, she felt someone gently patting her back.
Softly and tenderly, as if comforting her, it felt so warm.
Accompanied by a voice that was clear yet resonant like metal and stone.
"Xiner, don't worry. I’m here for you. We are husband and wife."
"Uh..."
He actually noticed her worry, but he thought she was concerned about his 'amnesia.'
Sigh, this man really made her feel helpless yet heartbroken.
Although his brutality showed just how cold-hearted he could be.
However, up until now, this man had not done anything to harm her; instead, he treated her with such kindness that it tugged at her heart.
In fact, setting aside this man's identity and his brutal killings, he was truly a good man!
Just his stunningly beautiful appearance was rare in the world, breathtakingly exquisite.
Moreover, since she had woken up, his concern and anxiety for her were enough to show that he genuinely loved his wife very much.
In this era of polygamy, where men held power over women, having a man who loved his wife so deeply was indeed quite rare.
Therefore, even though Le Yao Yao felt helpless about this man's stubbornness, she couldn't bring herself to hate him.
Perhaps it was because this man possessed a certain charm that made him impossible to despise?
Even so, Le Yao Yao still couldn't bring herself to like him because someone else had already taken residence in her heart…
Just as Le Yao Yao was lost in thought, she heard a knock on the door.
"Master, the meal is ready," came Azure Wind's voice.
"Alright, bring it in!"
Upon hearing this, Simu Han slowly released his hold on Le Yao Yao, speaking without turning back.
As he spoke, the previously closed Carved Wooden Door was pushed open from the outside. Then, Azure Wind was seen directing several maidservants to bring in a table laden with exquisite dishes.
"Xiner, you must be hungry! Let's eat."
"Mm."
Hearing Simu Han's words, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but nod in agreement.
After all, she had no idea how long she had been asleep, and having just thrown up, her stomach was now growling with hunger.
With the sound of his voice and the mouthwatering aroma of the food wafting through the air, the cravings in Le Yao Yao's stomach were already making a continuous rumbling noise.
Perhaps the volume of her stomach's growling was too loud, coupled with Simu Han's martial arts skills that granted him keen hearing; he immediately caught on. He turned to Le Yao Yao and chuckled softly.
Indeed, when this man smiled, he was incredibly charming!
His well-groomed eyebrows arched gracefully, and his Phoenix Eyes sparkled like crescent moons. The laughter in his gaze was bright and inviting, complemented by his cherry blossom-colored lips that curved perfectly to reveal a row of white, even teeth. This made Le Yao Yao think of the stars in toothpaste commercials she had seen on television.
However, those on TV were often edited to look that good, while the man before her was genuinely captivating—completely authentic!
Truly, life was unfair! He had been blessed with such an attractive appearance, even his teeth gleamed beautifully.
Le Yao Yao thought to herself, feeling her face heat up as she met the gaze of the stunningly beautiful man, Yingying.
Indeed, the charm of a handsome man was truly overwhelming!
Even though she wasn't the type to swoon easily, being looked at by such an incredibly attractive guy made her blush.
However, she was very devoted; in this life, unless Leng Junyu betrayed her, she would never fall in love with another man!
With that thought in mind, Le Yao Yao immediately lowered her head, avoiding looking at the man's face.
After all, that face was too beautiful and too striking. She feared that looking at it would make her feel inferior.
So, Le Yao Yao got out of bed and intended to put on her shoes to head to the living room for something to eat. However, before she could even slip on her shoes, she saw Simu Han suddenly bend down and squat on the floor. To her surprise, he reached out and took hold of her small foot, helping her put on her shoes.
"Ah!"
Seeing such an action from him made Le Yao Yao feel a rush of excitement, and she instinctively wanted to pull her foot back.
After all, aside from the time she accidentally hurt her foot when Leng Junyu had touched it, no other man had ever touched her feet.
Moreover, having someone help her put on her shoes was simply...
"I-I can do it myself!"
Le Yao Yao blushed as she spoke to the man who was gently holding her small foot.
"Hehe, Xiner, there's no need to be shy. I used to put your shoes on for you all the time."
After saying this, the man naturally and skillfully slipped the shoes onto Le Yao Yao's feet, as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world.
Watching the man kneeling by the bed, helping her with her shoes, Le Yao Yao felt a stir in her heart for a brief moment.
After all, whether in modern times or ancient times, men were typically so patriarchal. No matter how much they loved a woman, would they really help her put on shoes?
Even Leng Junyu might not be able to do something like this.
Looking at the man before her, she noticed the happiness on his face as he helped her with her shoes. It seemed so natural for him.
Because she was his 'favorite' person, his 'wife,' it was only right for him to do these things for her.
Moreover, there were others in the room! Didn't he feel awkward about it?
Le Yao Yao thought to herself as she discreetly glanced at the people busy not far from them.
She saw Azure Wind and several girls who seemed completely oblivious to what was happening. Even if they noticed, there was no look of surprise on their faces, as if this was something they had grown accustomed to.
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but lower her gaze slightly at the man who was putting on her shoes, feeling a mix of emotions.
"Alright, Xiner, the shoes are on. Let's go eat!"
"Mm."
Facing the man's beaming smile, Le Yao Yao nodded in agreement.
Immediately, her small hand was tightly grasped by his larger one, leading her toward the hall.
At that moment, Le Yao Yao finally had the chance to take in her surroundings.
The room was incredibly spacious, measuring at least two hundred square feet.
It was designed as a one-bedroom suite.
The floor was covered with a thick layer of pure white wool, so when one stepped on it, there was no sound at all, and it was very warm.
Surrounding the room were various items that were clearly priceless antiques, such as Antique Jade.
Additionally, there were several roaring Furnaces placed around, filling the entire room with a cozy warmth.
Beside the room stood a Golden Bronze Cauldron. From within it wafted delicate Azure Smoke, carrying a faintly pleasant aroma reminiscent of Wintersweet, filling the air with a refreshing fragrance.
On the walls hung numerous paintings, each depicting a woman who looked exactly like her.
In the painting, a woman sat gracefully among the flowers, appearing languid and relaxed. Some gazed up to admire the scenery, while others looked down to watch the fish or observe the plum blossoms.
Regardless of what the women in the painting were doing, it was clear that the artist possessed remarkable skill and had a deep affection for this woman. His brush captured her every movement and expression with such vivid detail that she seemed almost lifelike, leaving viewers utterly amazed.
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao turned to the man beside her and asked, "Did you paint all of this?"
"Yes," Simu Han replied.
At this point, it seemed he recalled something, as his Phoenix Eyes darkened, his voice becoming somewhat hoarse and tinged with sadness. He continued, "These paintings were created three months ago when you said you would be leaving soon. You asked me to capture your likeness so that when you were gone, I could look at you often..."
As he spoke, tears glimmered in Simu Han's eyes, perhaps stirred by memories of past sorrows.
However, that melancholic expression was fleeting. Almost immediately, a radiant smile blossomed on his exquisite face as he joyfully exclaimed, "Fortunately, you are back! It's wonderful! Xiner, you must never leave me again. Do you know how unbearable it was without you? Seeing you lying there so quietly, your cold body... I wished I could accompany you on that journey so I wouldn't feel so lonely."
His heartfelt words tightened Le Yao Yao's chest.
Yet, she could not promise him anything. After all, she was not his wife and would eventually leave this place.
So, Le Yao Yao could only remain silent in the end.
Fortunately, Simu Han did not force her to agree. Instead, he realized she was hungry and quickly led Le Yao Yao to the dining hall.
At that moment, the maids had already set the table with food and quietly stepped aside to stand.
Once Le Yao Yao sat down, her beautiful eyes glanced over the dishes on the table, and in an instant, her mouth watered.
There were at least a dozen dishes laid out before her.
There was Kung Pao Chicken, Braised Sea Bass, Spicy Stir-Fried Shrimp, Hot Pot Beef, Sour and Spicy Fish, and more...
These were all her favorite foods.
Thinking about how Simu Han had specifically instructed Azure Wind to prepare her favorite dishes, she couldn't help but be surprised that Xiner not only looked exactly like her but also shared the same taste.
At this thought, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but wonder about Xiner. Could there really be someone so similar in this world!?
Could they possibly be twins!?
However, that possibility seemed very low!
It's a pity that Xiner was already dead; otherwise, she would truly want to meet her.
Le Yao Yao thought to herself as she unceremoniously picked up the Jade Chopsticks and began to enjoy the dishes on the table with great delight.
After all, food is paramount; no matter how significant the matters at hand, one must first fill their stomach!
Beside her, Simu Han watched Le Yao Yao savoring her meal, a look of happiness and contentment spreading across his exquisite face.
He picked up his chopsticks, but instead of eating for himself, he continuously served her, gently and joyfully saying, "Here, Xiner, have a piece of Braised Sea Bass. This is your favorite. And this Kung Pao Chicken—these are all your favorites!"
As Simu Han placed the dishes he had picked up into Le Yao Yao's bowl, he spoke tenderly.
It seemed that watching her eat was the happiest thing for him.
For some reason, seeing Simu Han's expression made Le Yao Yao's nose feel a bit sour.
After all, a man who treats his wife so well had lost her; it was truly unfortunate...
However, in the end, Le Yao Yao still suppressed the sourness in her heart, pursed her lips, and softly said to Simu Han, "Don't just serve me; you should eat too!"
"Okay," he replied with a chuckle.
After hearing Le Yao Yao's words, Simu Han obediently nodded and smiled before slowly starting to eat.
However, even though he was eating, he would take a bite and suddenly look up, gazing at Le Yao Yao with a smile, as if having her by his side brought him immense satisfaction.
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao merely pressed her lips together and softly said, "What a devoted man..."
Unfortunately, she was not his wife...
After finishing their meal, Simu Han suggested taking Le Yao Yao for a walk to help her get familiar with the surroundings.
Upon hearing this, Le Yao Yao immediately agreed, not for any other reason but to plan her escape in the future!
After all, no matter how she tried to explain herself, this man seemed infatuated and oblivious. The others around them also appeared to have accepted that she was their Cult Leader's Wife. Le Yao Yao knew that regardless of what she said, they had decided she was the Cult Leader's Wife. Perhaps some knew she wasn’t, but if their leader believed it, then it was true!
This meant she could never expect anyone to let her leave this place.
Since no one could help her, she would have to rely on herself.
Thus, she needed to familiarize herself with the environment here to facilitate her escape as soon as possible.
After all, as long as she remained here, Yu would be extremely worried and anxious.
Now, is he feeling sad and distressed while searching for her?
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao felt a pang in her heart, silently calling out to him.
Yu, you must wait for me. I will leave this place and return to your side!
Le Yao Yao firmly thought to herself, determined to remember every detail of this place vividly.
At this moment, it was dusk, but outside the bright moon hung high in the sky, its pure light gently illuminating the snow-covered ground, making it bright enough that even without lamps, the surroundings could be seen clearly.
The intricately carved beams and painted rafters of the Jade Tower were arranged in an elegant manner, with rockeries and curved bridges weaving through the nine-turn corridors, showcasing a clever layout.
This was an ancient mansion filled with charm and elegance, exuding an air of nobility.
Among the many servants moving silently through the halls, it was clear they were all skilled martial artists.
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but furrow her brow slightly.
After all, if it were an ordinary place, it wouldn't be so bad.
But now she felt as if she were in a den of dragons and tigers; everyone here possessed martial skills. If she tried to escape in the future, it would be much more difficult.
After all, if discovered, someone could easily catch her like an eagle snatching a chick.
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao felt a bit dejected.
Meanwhile, Simu Han, completely unaware of Le Yao Yao's thoughts, continued to act like a tour guide, walking along and happily speaking.
"This is the Fragrant Pavilion, filled with your favorite Wintersweet. This is your favorite place; we used to admire the plum blossoms here often. Do you remember?"
Simu Han was convinced that Le Yao Yao was his wife who had died and come back to life, albeit one who had lost her memory. Thus, he tirelessly recounted their past together.
Throughout it all, Le Yao Yao remained silent, simply listening quietly and following in his footsteps until they arrived at the Fragrant Pavilion.
As she looked around, she was greeted by a breathtaking sight—a sea of plum blossoms!
Saintess Mountain was covered in snow year-round, and the climate was cold, making everything seem as if it were in a deep slumber.
Yet here, the plum blossoms were blooming vibrantly.
With sparse branches adorned with jade-like flowers in a riot of colors, they clustered together in splendid display.
Some were as bright as the cold dawn, some white as pure snow, some green like jade, and others pink like delicate makeup...
Even though it was nighttime, the bright moon hung high in the sky while sandalwood lanterns illuminated the Fragrant Pavilion, creating an ethereal atmosphere.
A gentle evening breeze blew; though the weather was chilly, the fragrance of the plum blossoms was sweet and inviting, making one unable to resist taking deep breaths of its delightful scent.
"Ah, it smells so good..."
"Hehe, yes, and last year we even picked the plum blossoms ourselves and brewed some Plum Wine. Speaking of which, now is the perfect time to enjoy that Plum Wine!"
Seeing Le Yao Yao gently close her eyes, taking in the rich fragrance of the plum blossoms with a faint smile of delight on her face, Simu Han felt a surge of joy. His Phoenix Eyes sparkled as he spoke.
"Plum Wine?"
Upon hearing Simu Han's words, Le Yao Yao opened her eyes in surprise, her delicate face momentarily stunned as she asked.
"Yes, why don't we drink some now?"
Simu Han suggested.
Le Yao Yao felt a flutter of excitement at his words. She wasn't someone who enjoyed alcohol much, but at this moment, surrounded by blooming plum blossoms, having a cup of Plum Wine would be absolutely delightful.
However, she also thought about the consequences; alcohol could lead to reckless behavior. What if they drank and ended up doing something foolish?
After all, she had a past that this man was unaware of.
But caution was key; it would be wise to avoid such a risky situation!
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao shook her head at the eager Simu Han.
"No, thank you."
"Oh."
Upon hearing this, Simu Han was momentarily taken aback but showed no signs of disappointment. He simply smiled and said, "Right, Xiner is pregnant now; drinking is harmful. It was my oversight."
Simu Han suddenly realized and apologized, then thought of something else and continued, "Xiner, it's getting late. Why don't we head back to rest early?"
"What!? Rest!?"
At this point, Le Yao Yao felt a chill run down her spine.
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