The Aloof Lord's Mysterious Wife-Chapter 533: A’Yuan, You Finally Care About Me

Take Qi Hong for example. Nanli couldn’t think of any other reason beyond this. The woman probably didn’t expect Qi Hong to turn around and betray her so quickly.

Ye Siheng’s brows furrowed with concern. "Regardless of the situation, we need to be cautious."

Nanli touched her chin, deepening her suspicion. The Hairpin Elf said she was the reincarnation of an immortal, which she initially didn’t believe. But now, with the Immortal World constantly targeting her, trying to end her life, it was becoming clear that she must have had an irreconcilable grudge with them in her past life.

However, the Immortal Sect remains closed, and the senior who could answer her questions still hasn’t appeared. She’s left not knowing how to uncover the truth. She glanced at Ye Siheng and pursed her lips, silently conveying her thoughts.

It was clear--no more dual cultivation for now.

Ye Siheng understood her meaning immediately, his face stiffening for a moment, but he eventually nodded in reluctant agreement.

In the room, only Chu Yan remained clueless, unable to understand their silent exchange of glances.

But Qi Hong, having made himself at home, added, "Exactly, you two should refrain from dual cultivation. After all, if she can find me, she can find others. Better safe than sorry."

Chu Yan coughed, embarrassed. "You... you don’t need to say that. The prince and Sixth Sister can decide for themselves."

Qi Hong shrugged. "I’m just offering friendly advice. They’re both young, full of vitality. It’s probably best if they sleep in separate rooms for now, in case things get... out of hand."

Nanli couldn’t listen anymore. She pulled out a Silencing Talisman and slapped it on Qi Hong, sealing his mouth shut. "Enough already. My Fifth Brother is still an innocent boy."

Qi Hong glanced at Chu Yan, seeing his face flushed red, ears burning. Instantly, Qi Hong regretted his words--A’Yuan was still young and shouldn’t be hearing such inappropriate talk.

Ye Siheng then said, "I truly don’t understand how you managed to control the Qi Nation’s power and even make the White-Browed Priest follow your orders. That woman just left, and you waltz over here without a care. Aren’t you afraid she’ll find out you sold her out, putting both you and your brother in danger?"

Qi Hong froze, his face going stiff.

Oh no, in his eagerness to show off, he had completely forgotten that possibility.

Nanli sighed. As expected, having a weak spot sometimes causes one’s intelligence to plummet. She said, "The one who shattered my Spirit Pearl is most likely that woman. I’ll draw up some Protection Talismans for you all. They’ll offer some defense against Immortal World powers and will also alert me if you encounter any danger. If she dares make a move in the Human World, I’ll settle our old score."

Chu Yan immediately agreed. "We’ll do as Sixth Sister says."

Qi Hong, unable to speak, could only nod.

Ye Siheng was curious, though. "How did you develop such a talisman?"

"I haven’t yet. You all can play chess or chat while you wait for me." Nanli responded casually.

Ye Siheng wasn’t surprised and didn’t bother setting up a chessboard. Instead, he pulled out a book on immortal cultivation to read. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Before Nanli left to focus on creating the talisman, she removed the Silencing Talisman from Qi Hong. Realizing that she was about to make the talisman on the spot, Qi Hong rolled his eyes.

He turned to Chu Yan and said, "A’Yuan, who knows how long we’ll be waiting here. How about we go for a walk outside and enjoy the snow?"

Qi Hong felt uneasy staying in the room with Ye Siheng, as if a predator was watching him. Besides, taking a walk could help him bond with A’Yuan.

Chu Yan’s expression softened as he looked at Qi Hong, and his tone was no longer as harsh. "You might not know Sixth Sister well. When she says to wait, it usually means no longer than the time it takes to drink two cups of tea."

Or maybe even just one.

Qi Hong scoffed at this. When White-Browed Priest was alive, creating a new talisman required at least a month of closed-door practice. For more advanced talismans, it could take half a year or more. Two cups of tea? Who were they kidding...

Still, knowing how much A’Yuan trusted Nanli, Qi Hong dared not show his skepticism. Instead, he said, "Really? Then Sixth Sister must be truly extraordinary! To resist the powers of someone from the Immortal World--such talent is remarkable."

Chu Yan beamed at the praise, clearly pleased. "Indeed, we all think Sixth Sister is the most amazing."

Qi Hong mentally rolled his eyes. This wasn’t just familial bias--if she were truly that amazing, how did her Spirit Pearl get shattered in the first place? He kept these thoughts to himself, but Ye Siheng, seeming to sense his inner grumbling, shot him a piercing look.

These days, Ye Siheng’s gaze was nothing to be taken lightly. Qi Hong felt a chill run down his spine, breaking into a cold sweat.

Chu Yan noticed the sweat and asked, "Are you hot?"

"I’m not hot." Qi Hong wanted to tell Ye Siheng to look away but then suddenly grabbed Chu Yan’s hand, his eyes misting up with emotion. "A’Yuan, you finally care about me..."

All his efforts hadn’t been in vain!

Chu Yan felt awkward, Qi Hong’s hand icy cold. His first instinct was to pull away, but when he saw the earnest joy in Qi Hong’s eyes, he hesitated and allowed Qi Hong to keep holding his hand.

"If you’re cold, I can get you a warming stone."

"I’m not cold," Qi Hong replied softly, worried that a harsher tone might scare A’Yuan away. "The technique I practice leaves my body cold, no matter the weather."

Chu Yan pursed his lips. "When your technique is sealed, will you go back to normal?"

Qi Hong hesitated, then answered, "Probably."

He hadn’t felt normal body temperature in a long time.

Chu Yan continued, "If you feel cold then, I’ll ask Second Brother for some good materials to make you thick, warm clothes."

Second Brother always sent gifts that made him happy--not because they were valuable, but because they showed his family’s care.

Qi Hong... His own brother had been willing to put aside the enmity between nations to protect his family. Why not give him a chance? Still, Chu Yan couldn’t quite bring himself to call him brother yet.

"A’Yuan..." Before the clothes could even be made, Qi Hong burst into tears.

Ye Siheng looked away, uninterested in the scene.

Chu Yan, however, was flustered. "Don’t... don’t cry. Why are you crying like this?"

Qi Hong shook his head, though the tears continued to flow like a river. He wiped his eyes with his sleeve and said, "Don’t mind me, I’m just too happy. A’Yuan, I’ve worked so hard, and to hear even one word of concern from you makes everything worth it."

Chu Yan’s heart surged with emotion. He hadn’t expected that such a simple remark could make Qi Hong so happy.

So, this was all Qi Hong ever wanted.