68: Chapter 68 Tonight, let my husband 'love you properly'

Su Yingxue carefully observed her expression, confirming she wasn't just being polite, before asking again:

"Are you sure there's nothing else? You cannot lie to your sisters, we are family after all."

"There really isn't!"

Lin Qianxi shook her head, her eyes open and honest.

"Sister Yingxue, Sister Youqing, Sister Qingya, being able to marry Husband is, to me, already like living in the most beautiful of dreams."

"Husband is so outstanding, so good, how could I have any other, bad thoughts? Besides..."

Speaking of this, her face turned a few shades redder, and her voice lowered, carrying the unique shyness of a young girl.

"What are you talking about?"

Su Yingxue persisted, leaning into her ear to whisper and ask.

Lin Qianxi covered her burning cheeks and gave Su Yingxue a reproachful look:

"Oh! Sister Yingxue, you know! You're making me say it, it's so embarrassing!"

Su Yingxue of course understood what she was referring to.

It was that experience of being well taken care of by Husband and climbing to the Peak together.

It was that magical feeling where strength and Martial Arts Talent grew quietly through the most intimate Dual Cultivation.

She sighed softly, casting her gaze back to the three figures in the arena, her tone carrying a hint of emotion:

"Yes... the past me would never have imagined that one day I would be thinking every day about helping my own Husband 'find a wife'."

Shen Youqing gently added: "Me too."

"I used to think that one life, one pair was the most perfect."

"But Husband's Physique is too special; Dual Cultivation not only raises both parties' strength and Martial Arts Talent."

"It can also refine and integrate the best talents of every sister, and finally slowly transmit it to all of us."

"With such good talent, if we don't marry more brides for Husband, it would really be a waste."

Wu Qingya also nodded vigorously. She recalled the worries she initially had due to her father's actions, which had long since vanished:

"Yes, if we don't marry more wives, it would really be a waste."

"At first, because of my own father, I was very worried, worried that if Husband married many wives later, he would... would neglect some people."

"But now, I completely believe Husband won't."

"He is sincere to every one of us, treats us equally, and cherishes and protects us."

Listening to her sisters, the last trace of doubt in Lin Qianxi's heart completely dissipated, replaced by a more expansive sense of identification.

She gripped Wu Qingya's hand tightly and looked at the other two sisters:

"Yes! So I really don't have any jealousy now."

"Helping Husband marry more wives is not just for him, but also for ourselves, and even more so for this family to get better and better."

Su Yingxue looked at her clear-minded appearance and smiled with relief, reaching out to pinch her cheek:

"Qianxi, it's so good that you can think this way. Tonight, let Husband 'love you well' to make it up to you."

"Sister Yingxue—!"

Lin Qianxi turned red from her neck to her ears instantly, so embarrassed she lunged over to cover Su Yingxue's mouth.

"Oh, I'm just telling the truth!"

Su Yingxue laughed while dodging.

Shen Youqing and Wu Qingya watched the two playing around and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

That night, Lin Yun had an indescribable feeling.

Anyway, the lights stayed on until late at night.

...

Unknowingly, Zhao Qingyue and the other had already lived in the Lin family for a week.

At night, in the guest courtyard's hot spring pool.

The water vapor was dense, and the medicinal scent seemed a bit stronger than usual.

The pool water still shimmered with a faint golden hue, nourishing the body and accelerating the circulation of blood-qi value.

Just seven days of regular and efficient Cultivate, plus the nightly medicinal bath assistance, and the progress of the two was clearly visible.

Zhao Qingyue's blood-qi value rose from 96 to 97 points, one step closer to the Martial Artist threshold.

Chen Yuwei's improvement was even more significant, soaring directly from 82 to 84 points, and her body felt much lighter and more energetic.

At this moment, the two leaned comfortably against the edge of the pool, feeling the spring water wrapping around their bodies, the medicinal power penetrating their limbs and bones, dispelling the fatigue of the day.

"Mmm..."

"This medicinal bath is truly miraculous; I feel comfort even in the seams of my bones."

Chen Yuwei let out a satisfied sigh and closed her eyes.

"Yes," Zhao Qingyue also lazily agreed.

"The most expensive medicinal bath packets in the martial arts gym don't even have one-tenth of the effect of this... The Lin family's foundation is truly unfathomable."

After a moment of silence, there was only the sound of water gently rippling.

Chen Yuwei suddenly spoke, her voice sounding exceptionally clear in the dense water vapor: "Qingyue, tomorrow, I plan to confess to Lin Yun."

Silence. There was no movement beside her.

The expected surprise, questioning, or opposition did not sound.

Chen Yuwei opened her eyes in confusion and turned her head to look.

She saw Zhao Qingyue tilting her head against the edge of the pool, her breathing even and long, her long eyelashes trembling gently in the mist.

She had actually fallen asleep from comfort!

"This dead girl..."

Chen Yuwei shook her head, both angry and amused; the solemn atmosphere from just a moment ago had vanished completely.

She pouted, forget it, she wouldn't say it.

However, just as she was preparing to close her eyes and enjoy it again, Zhao Qingyue mumbled groggily: "Yuwei... what did you just say?"

Chen Yuwei replied irritably: "Nothing."

"That's not right..."

Zhao Qingyue rubbed her eyes, waking up a bit, and tried hard to recall.

"Something... I think I just heard you say... confess?"

She muttered, trying hard to piece together the fragments of words she caught while half-asleep.

Suddenly, as if scalded by something, she stood up from the water with a "splash"!

Water droplets rolled down her smooth skin, sparkling with a crystalline luster under the lights.

"Yu, Yuwei!" She widened her eyes, her voice slightly distorted by shock, "Did you just say... con, confess? To Lin Yun?!"

She was so shocked she could barely speak a complete sentence.

Had she misheard in her trance?

Or... was it real?

But looking at Yuwei's calm expression, it didn't seem like a joke.

Chen Yuwei looked at her shocked and dazed friend, sighed, and reached out to pull her wrist:

"Sit down first, be careful not to catch a cold. Also, you didn't mishear, it's exactly what you think."

As her fingertips touched Zhao Qingyue's smooth and delicate skin, Chen Yuwei couldn't help but mutter in her heart:

This girl is dazed, but her figure is really good; looking at it for a long time makes one feel a bit unbalanced.

Zhao Qingyue was pulled back into the water, but her eyes remained wide open, staring straight at Chen Yuwei as if meeting her for the first time.

After a long while, she finally found her voice, carrying an unbelievable tremor:

"Yuwei, do... do you know what you are saying?"

"Con, confessing... how can a girl confess to a boy?"

"This, this..."

Chen Yuwei raised an eyebrow and asked in return: "Why not? Did someone make a rule about it?"

"This..."

Zhao Qingyue was rendered speechless, opening her mouth but unable to find a reason to refute.

Yes, the law didn't specify it, and morality didn't seem to explicitly forbid it...

But, but this didn't fit the "girls should be reserved" concept she had been instilled with since she was little!

The hot spring returned to quiet, the two leaned side by side against the rock, and for a time neither spoke, only the sound of the spring water rippling gently.