Chapter 245: Chapter 245: Serving

At this moment, Xiao Jihan’s gaze fell on Su Muyao, his cold eyes softened by the candlelight, filled with undisguisable affection, as if filled with endless tenderness.

His fingers rest on her waist; that night, he had come to know her extremely well, knowing which parts of her were most sensitive.

He lowered his voice, husky, with a hint of pleading, "May I serve my wife?"

His voice was naturally pleasing, and when he spoke this sentence, it carried a gentle allure, making Su Muyao’s heart suddenly tighten.

Unlike his usual tone, he had never spoken such words before.

It was truly embarrassing.

Xiao Jihan’s gaze continuously focused on Su Muyao’s face, not missing a single expression. As he saw her clear and lovely face tinged with blush and looking up at him, her eyes were shimmering, seemingly filled with infinite tenderness.

At this moment, a surge of turbulent emotions rushed in Xiao Jihan’s heart. He leaned closer, his lips gently falling on her brows then bending down to her lips, considerate of her feelings.

Su Muyao’s brows and eyelashes softly trembled, allowing a clearer view of his exceptionally fine bone structure and exquisite features.

Especially his head of snow-colored long hair, possessing a strong visual impact.

She knew she could not refuse.

She had never carefully observed his skin and features before, and now, seeing them, she realized how truly beautiful they were.

She remembered the first time she crossed paths with Xiao Jihan; he carried a cold and sharp aura, although silent and reserved, not appearing to be gentle or approachable.

That air of cold detachment that kept others a thousand miles away could freeze someone.

But unbeknownst to her, he had retracted his sharpness for her, willing to bow his head, just to please her.

How could she not be moved by such a person?

Recalling all those moments, Su Muyao sighed lightly, tiptoeing to wrap her arms around his neck, responding to him.

Feeling Su Muyao’s proactive response, Xiao Jihan’s heart trembled slightly, overwhelmed by a dense sense of joy.

"Wife, wife..."

He gently called her, feeling her concern and love for him amidst their breathless intertwining.

...

The chamber bloomed with spring, the blue sea rose and fell.

Not until dawn approached did Xiao Jihan let Su Muyao drift into sleep.

Holding the person in his arms, he felt not a trace of sleepiness, only that his heart was full and brimming with love.

Just wanting to watch over her, cherish her like this.

These were their moments of solitude.

...

Even though Xiao Jihan had set up a barrier, Wen Nanxi and the others, asleep in the front courtyard, could guess what happened in the backyard.

Though Wen Nanxi’s heart was flooded with jealousy, he forced himself to adapt to it.

Their wife couldn’t possibly have only one beast husband.

Only Mei Qingchen realized something, his heart suddenly surged with a bitter sting, as if pricked by needles, a dense, belated ache.

Turns out, he loved, he cared, and seeing his wife close to another beast husband, he felt that discomfort.

Once ignorant, now understanding, he realized how tormenting it was.

He still couldn’t adapt.

Still couldn’t restrain the bitter ache in his heart.

At this moment, Mei Qingchen sat there quietly, like an ethereal jade, mysterious and noble, only the chill around him gradually solidifying.

He struggled to calm his emotions, to cultivate quietly, but some things couldn’t be controlled.

He held a fervent sentiment for his wife that he couldn’t restrain.

Besides, they had never truly formed a contract.

Without a true contract, he couldn’t find real peace.

...

Early in the morning, the Old Madam Xiao had others prepare breakfast for Wen Nanxi and the others, treating them extremely well.

But none of them had much appetite.

When their wife was present, the meals tasted especially delicious.

Without her presence, even the tastiest food became bland and flavorless.

But to avoid worrying their wife, they still ate symbolically, not wanting to reject the Old Madam Xiao’s kindness.

If it were anyone else, they wouldn’t have considered so much.

But here, in Xiao Jihan’s home, where their wife cared for Xiao Jihan, they had to be cautious.

However, this visit to the Xiao Mansion did bring some benefits; they at least learned something about the Unknown Zone.

By midmorning, Su Muyao woke up, ate breakfast, and went to see the Old Madam Xiao, checking her pulse again, prescribing some medicine, before intending to return with everyone.

Since the royal banquet was in three days, there was no time to lose.

The Old Madam Xiao, knowing Su Muyao’s capabilities, realized she couldn’t stay in one place for too long.

Not even the Dongning Beast Kingdom or the Mortal Beast Continent could halt her step.

Yet, the Old Madam Xiao would not attend the royal banquet; just Xiao Jihan’s presence represented the Xiao family.

The Old Madam Xiao handed the Family Head Token to Xiao Jihan, saying, "From now on, you’re the head of the Xiao Family. Everything related to the Xiao Family is entrusted to you."

Xiao Jihan hadn’t expected his grandmother to hand over the family to him so suddenly, "Grandmother, I..."

"Listen, grandmother is getting old and wishes to enjoy some peace. You’ve married a good wife, and handing the Xiao Family to you and Muyao gives me reassurance."

"Moreover, with the Family Head Token, the Level 10 Superpower will open with blood to enter the Unknown Zone."

The Old Madam Xiao had a solemn expression, leaving Xiao Jihan with no choice but to accept it.

...

Wei Family

Wei Jinmo had already returned to the Wei Family, and upon his return, the Wei Family Master, and his mother, doubted her eyes and ears upon learning that he had reached Level 8 Superpower.

"Is it truly Level 8 Superpower?"

The Wei Family Master knew very well about Wei Jinmo’s physical condition; this child couldn’t go to freezing places.

But he would not heed persuasion; this time, he insisted on going, and the Wei Family Master couldn’t stop him.

This child had given much for the family, following every family rule, protecting their honor and interests.

But he himself never had any passions, nor considered what he truly wanted to do.

For the first time, insisting on going to the Northern Territory, she couldn’t stop him, only sending escorts to accompany him to the Northern Territory.

"Yes, mother, it’s indeed Level 8 Superpower."

Wei Jinmo grew up in the environment of the Wei Family, strictly disciplined, asked much of himself, and treated his mother with meticulous etiquette.

Every move exuded elegance and nobility.

The Wei Family Master, looking at her son’s appearance, felt something was off.

Extending her hands to examine Wei Jinmo, she exclaimed, "Not only does your body have no issues, but your berserk Spirit Sea has completely calmed."

"Moreover, your physique has changed, with cold affecting you less."

"No, what kind of miraculous healer did you encounter to receive such treatment?"

The Wei Family Master showed a look of surprise.

Wei Jinmo explained softly, "Mother, it was Miss Su who saved my life, and thanks to her treatment, I was able to break through to Level 8..."

Wei Jinmo briefly described the situation at the time.

At the border, Wei Jinmo never shared bad news, avoiding worry for the family.

So only upon returning did he speak about many things.

The Wei Family Master was stunned after listening, not moving for a long while.

Wei Jinmo didn’t rush her, even now he vividly remembered that day.

Just thinking about it makes his heart race uncontrollably.

"Su Muyao... she truly... it was all true."

The Wei Family Master had countless things she wanted to say but didn’t know how to express.

Her fingers clenched the armrest, recalling the day Su Muyao arrived in the Beast Emperor City, considering some rumors, her thoughts surged.