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“Professor Qi seems to have a fondness for Anxin.”
Chu Fan walked over from the doorway, his face expressionless, eyes slightly narrowed, and a hint of displeasure gradually seeping through the cracks, sending chills down one's spine. Yet, his tone was surprisingly relaxed, far removed from the invisible pressure he exuded.
Qi Zhi affectionately ruffled my hair with a light laugh. “Of course! I really like her, just as much as you do.”
“If you like her, then compete for her openly and honestly. Don’t resort to such tactics.”
Tactics?
I frowned slightly, not understanding what Chu Fan's hostility represented. Qi Zhi, however, smiled calmly, clearly oblivious to the tension. “What do you mean? If you think that my affection for Anxin is a tactic, then that’s rather childish, don’t you think?”
“Professor Qi holds a prestigious position at our school and is well-educated; you surely understand what I’m saying. I just want to remind you that while the swan may be beautiful, it doesn’t erase the fact that it was once an ugly duckling. Karma exists; the cycle of cause and effect is real. There are too many causes sown; the fruits may not necessarily be sweet.”
“The causes I’ve sown will yield fruits I can certainly enjoy.”
Qi Zhi’s eyes narrowed slightly as he tightened his grip on my hand, staring at Chu Fan. Chu Fan stood tall and looked down at him with the air of a ruler.
In their locked gazes, hostility ignited like sparks flying from a fire, crackling loudly.
I didn’t understand what was happening between them and was about to intervene when Qi Zhi chuckled. He released my hand and pulled something out of his pocket—my hairpin that I had lost that night.
“How did it end up with you?”
I took it from him and examined it closely; it was indeed mine.
Qi's gaze flicked over to Chu Fan, her voice gentle. "The day after you cooked for me and took me home, I found this on my bed. It must have fallen when you left. I noticed you always had it with you, so I thought I'd wait until you woke up to return it."
"Thank you, Professor Qi. I was wondering where it went; turns out it was with you."
"Now that you've seen the person and received your things, you can leave."
Chu Fan's expression darkened, more displeased than before. He shoved Qi lightly, but she didn't seem angry. After reminding me to rest well, she left.
As soon as she was gone, before I could say anything, Chu Fan pushed me onto the bed. His body leaned over me, and Jun Chong's handsome face loomed large in front of me, exuding an overwhelming pressure.
"When did you go to his place? You even ended up in his bed, hmm?"
At that moment, I was just happy that Hairpin had returned and hadn't noticed the ambiguity in Qi's words. But Jun Chong clearly believed it and was not pleased.
My heart raced as I quickly explained, "It was on the night of the fifteenth when I took Qi home. His room was occupied by Molin. I did cook for him, but I only put a sleeping pill in his medicine and moved him to bed once he fell asleep. That must be when it fell out. There's nothing between us; it's not what you think."
"What do you think I'm thinking?"
Jun Chong's expression remained unchanged. His long lashes partially obscured his dark eyes, revealing no emotion. His slender fingers lightly tugged at my collar, unbuttoning my hospital gown completely, exposing my fair skin beneath—a sight both alluring and vulnerable.
"Jun... Jun Chong, I really have nothing with him; don't think too much."
"I think we've been married long enough; it's time we consummate our marriage. How about we do it now?"
Jun Chong meant what he said. Without caring that we were in a hospital, his cool lips captured mine fiercely. His agile tongue slithered in like a serpent, invading every crevice and tasting the sweetest nectar.
I found myself pinned to the bed, unable to move as he held my wrist down. Unlike his usual gentle kisses, this one was forceful and left no room for resistance. As I struggled helplessly, his hand slipped under my clothing, igniting a shiver throughout my body.
"Stop, let go, Jun Chong, let go of me."
Jun Chong paid no attention to my protests, kissing his way down my collarbone, biting with abandon. The pain and tingling coexisted, piercing my heart as well.
Seeing his doubt in me twisted my insides. I thought there would be none of this between us because he knew everything about me. But unexpectedly, a prayer and a single sentence made him distrust me. This kind of coercion felt eerily similar to the initial entanglement of Ghost Marriage, filled with inexplicable fear and deep disappointment.
"Why are you crying?" His cool fingertips gently brushed away the crystalline tears, his voice slightly hoarse and close, his gaze softening as it lost its heavy depth. "Don't cry. I'm just feeling upset and wanted to bully you a bit to balance things out."
With a sudden gasp, I burst into tears. He was deliberately bullying me! I thought he no longer loved me. My emotions felt weightless, a sudden loss followed by an overwhelming return, making it all the more painful.
"You jerk! Bullying me when I thought you didn't want me anymore. Jun Chong, you're such a jerk."
"Alright, it's my fault; I apologize. Who told you not to listen to me and insist on contacting the prayer? You know I would get jealous; this is your punishment." Jun Chong pulled me into his embrace, gently patting my back to comfort me. But I cried even harder. "If you keep crying, I'll really take you right here."
His verbal threat was always accompanied by action. Jun Chong's hand suddenly slipped into my pants, causing my heart to race and stopping my tears immediately.
His expression darkened in displeasure. "Is that how much you don't want to be my woman?"
My face flushed hot as I pouted, "Who told you not to consider the occasion?"
"Then let's go home now; we have plenty of time."
"Pervert!" I hit him lightly, but he caught my hand and kissed it near his lips. Suddenly remembering Molin, I quickly asked, "What about Molin? The little girl said if we can't find her Three Souls and Seven Spirits and heal his heart's wounds, he won't wake up for a lifetime. Jun Chong, you have to save him."
Although I hadn't known Molin for long and he wasn't particularly likable, he had stopped me from making the mistake of killing Lin You and had given me that precious medicine. He also promised to give us the Soul-Calling Bell, so I couldn't bear to see him die like this.
"Yeah, we must save him. After all, he has the Soul-Calling Bell. Historically, the Soul-Calling Bell and Soul Bell have always been paired together. Since he has the Soul-Calling Bell, he must know where the Soul Bell is. If we don't wake him up, it will only cost us more time. So we have to help."
I felt embarrassed; it turned out that was the reason behind his actions.
"So what now?"
"The Three Souls and Seven Spirits are not the problem; it's just that the wound on his heart is a major obstacle." Jun Chong furrowed his brows and continued, "That stone is the Nether Stone. The Nether Stone is a type of stone native to the Underworld. Initially, it is pure white, but as it absorbs resentment and various negative energies, its color darkens. This stone is the best cultivation material for beings in the Underworld, especially for demons. However, it poses the greatest harm to humans and sorcerers because their essence is pure and kind. Once tainted, they almost always perish."
I suddenly grabbed Jun Chong's sleeve but didn't notice the Gold Thread pattern on his cuff. That wasn't the point right now. "What about Molin —"
"To save a human harmed by the Nether Stone, aside from healing the original wound, there is only one method."
"What method?"
Jun Chong looked down at me, slowly narrowing his eyes. "You seem quite concerned about him?"
After what had just happened, I wasn't afraid anymore and retorted, "You seem a bit jealous?"
Jun Chong clearly felt defeated. He reached to my waist and began to tickle me, prompting me to block him. Inadvertently, I bumped into the needle on my hand. Although it was an intravenous needle, it still hurt when accidentally hit. "You hurt me."
"A kiss will make it better."
"Alright, let's get back to business, Lord Jun Chong."
Jun Chong pouted, still feeling displeased. He pinched me hard before continuing, "Actually, the method isn't difficult; you just need to find someone whose fate matches his. For the first seven days, you must feed blood daily; after that, every seven days until forty-nine days have passed."
"Then why not go find someone quickly?" I exclaimed with joy. "This shouldn't be too hard, right?"
"It’s not difficult, but the person must have virgin blood and must be female. Only pure and kind blood can enter his body. Most importantly, she must be willing."
"This isn't too difficult, is it?" I couldn't understand why Jun Chong looked so troubled. "What are you struggling with?" A sudden thought struck me. "It can't be about me, right?"
Jun Chong shot me a blank stare and said, "Are you in such a hurry to clear your name?"
I hadn't even considered that possibility, and my face flushed with embarrassment. Many people my age had already been intimate with others, and I felt a wave of shame wash over me, wishing I could just disappear into a hole. But Jun Chong clearly wasn't going to give me that chance. "Or do you have something you're hiding from me, hmm?"
"You're such a creep; I'm not talking to you anymore." I made a face and turned my head away from him. Jun Chong chuckled, pinching my cheek as he said, "There are many ways to ward off evil spirits, but the best blood for exorcism is the blood from the tip of the tongue. However, biting the tip of your tongue is extremely painful, and doing it continuously for such a long time is nearly impossible. If you stop halfway or if she has any reluctance, Molin will die immediately."
"What? It's that serious?" I was taken aback. "If I accidentally bite my tongue, it hurts so much; there's no way I'd endure that for such a long time. Besides, who would be willing to suffer for someone they aren't close to? And they also need to have compatible destinies—where would we even find such a woman?"
"That's what makes it difficult," Jun Chong said, resting his chin on his hand and gazing out the window with an indifferent expression, looking relaxed and at ease. "Moreover, he has already been unconscious for seven days. I've only managed to keep him alive temporarily with some methods. If we don't get that person's blood in another seven days, he will die as well."
The atmosphere fell into silence for a moment. After pondering for a while, I asked, "Have you tried looking for Molin's friends or anyone close to him? What if someone is willing and has compatible destinies?"
"Finding candidates is easy; it's just a matter of whether they are willing to cooperate."
With Jun Chong's words hanging in the air, a light bulb went off in my head. I pouted and looked at him with some annoyance. "Did you already know who this person was? Have you just been waiting for me to figure it out?"
Jun Chong raised an eyebrow and gestured for me to continue. I pouted again and said, "Is that person Xiao You?"
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