Ling Qianhe took her to another large city in the northern territory.
The injury on her shoulder looked pitiable, but Lin Muci herself didn't feel anything was wrong with it.
Her eyes darted around, landing on Ling Qianhe, and she suddenly asked him.
"You want revenge, is it just to reclaim everything that was rightfully yours?"
"Then, do you want to be a cultivator in the future, or do you want to contend for the throne?"
Ling Qianhe was currently an abandoned prince.
He answered without hesitation.
"I only want to reclaim what I once possessed."
The vengeful heart of a youth surpassed all else.
He went to get ointment for her.
In the next second, she made him break his composure.
"I can't apply the medicine myself."
"You... come and help me, okay?"
The young man hesitated for a moment before stepping forward.
Beneath her clothes was skin as white as jade, and the wound on it was even striking enough to be alarming.
He forced himself to calm down, dipped his fingertips in some ointment, and gently applied it to her wound.
"It hurts," she let out a soft, stifled cry.
The young man's fingers paused.
He had intended to say that such a small wound wouldn't hurt that much... but the words turned around on his tongue, and his voice and tone became much gentler.
"I'll be gentle."
"Bear with it for a moment, alright?"
Only then did the young girl look up. Her eyes were clouded with a hint of pain, which instantly transformed into a dazzling smile.
"Okay."
She nodded, her tone gentle.
"I'll bear with it."
The young man lowered his head in a fluster. His gaze was fixed on her wound. The moment his fingertips touched her skin, seeing her body tremble involuntarily, his heart seemed to tremble as well.
He didn't realize his ears had turned red. After applying the medicine, the young man turned to leave, but the young girl watched his retreating back and suddenly laughed, calling his name.
"Ling Qianhe?"
He paused.
"I want to eat candy."
He hesitated.
"I... I'll buy it for you."
...
After Ling Qianhe turned and left, Lin Muci heard her little system sigh in admiration.
"Host, you're so good at flirting."
Lin Muci felt the little system underestimated her.
"This is considered flirting?"
"I haven't even started flirting properly, and he's already overwhelmed. They call him a demon, but he doesn't seem to have a heart of ice and stone."
She stretched lazily. The wound on her shoulder felt cool and soothing after the medicine. Her eyes flickered, but she remained curious.
"While Ling Qianhe is gone, can you give me a spoiler? The synopsis says I kill him once and save him once. What's all that about?"
The little system immediately started slacking off.
"Host, if you just follow the plot, you'll find out... Don't worry, you'll be fine."
But this explanation was not convincing to Lin Muci at all.
"I'll be fine, but what about Ling Qianhe, the abandoned prince? Will he be fine?"
The little system was silent for a while.
"He..."
"He won't be, right?"
"Even if you finish your mission in the human world and leave him, he'll be fine. As long as you make him promise never to become a demon, then even if you leave, he won't harm the Three Realms..."
The little system's voice grew softer and softer, clearly feeling guilty.
Lin Muci had a premonition that something was amiss. She tapped her fingers on the table twice, then spoke in a tone that was seemingly casual yet carried a hint of threat.
"Tell me the truth."
The little system said.
"Even if something happens to him, it's none of your business. His personality is very similar to Ling Qianhe's."
"Think about it, if it were Ling Qianhe, and he knew you sacrificed your only chance to rebirth your spiritual脉 to save him."
"And knew that you died for him, and that you were betrayed, bullied, had your magical artifacts destroyed, and your soul scattered to the winds, what would he do?"
The little system used Ling Qianhe as an analogy, and Lin Muci understood it well.
Her fingertips paused slightly, then she said without hesitation.
"He would definitely go mad."
"And then, destroy the entire world?"
However, this demon wasn't Ling Qianhe, and he didn't have that deep an affection for her.
He might not do that.
How could everyone go mad for her? Stories were just stories.
Someone like younger brother Qianhe existed only once in this world.
She remembered something else and asked the little system.
"Without the Demon God's Rock, you said I need to give him acupuncture to stabilize his new spiritual脉. When should I start?"
Mentioning this, the little system perked up.
She told her.
"This—"
"The sooner, the better."
...
Ling Qianhe did indeed bring back a handful of candy. It was fortunate he could buy candy in the market. She grabbed a handful of candy and ate them with great joy. Ling Qianhe, on the other hand, glanced at the girl's absorbed expression.
He picked one and put it in his mouth, but he didn't find it particularly tasty.
"You find such common, low-grade candy from the mortal world sweet?"
"As expected of a maid, you haven't tasted anything good."
Lin Muci couldn't be bothered to listen to what the arrogant brat had to say. After she finished a handful of candy, she looked at Ling Qianhe.
"Take off your clothes."
The young man opposite her frowned, as if to confirm if she had lost her mind.
"Take off... take off your clothes?"
"What do you want to do?"
"You're lusting after this Prince's body..."
A flicker of understanding flashed in his eyes.
"What, you want to check how my body is after my new spiritual脉 has formed? You said I looked like boiled chicken in that bathtub before..."
Lin Muci felt a headache coming on.
"I didn't say you looked like boiled chicken, and I'm not interested in your body... I want to give you..."
Before she could finish speaking, the young man opposite her directly surged with spiritual energy, and his shirt automatically fell off, revealing his strong physique.
His skin was fair, and the newly formed spiritual脉 were hidden deep within his skin, naturally invisible from the outside.
However, this body truly no longer had that feeling of fragility, as if it were about to collapse at any moment.
The previous demon, like a fifteen-year-old Ling Qianhe, was lean and fair, but excessively thin.
This body was strong and powerful.
It was like how the twenty-year-old Ling Qianhe used to pounce on her.
Lin Muci coughed, driving out the lewd thoughts from her mind, and then said.
"I'm going to give you acupuncture."
"I learned a little bit of trivial medical skills before. Your new spiritual脉 is unstable, and it will be much better if I give you acupuncture."
She felt her words were reasonable—and Ling Qianhe glanced at her, smirking.
"Medical skills? How come I didn't know you, a little maid, knew any medical skills? Aren't you plotting to harm me?"
He was very skeptical of her.
Lin Muci glared at him.
"If you don't believe me, then fine—if you have any cultivation mishaps in the future, I won't save you!"
He spread his hands.
"Go ahead. I'm not afraid you'll tamper with anything."
Since his spiritual脉 had already formed, it couldn't be easily destroyed. Moreover, if she wanted to harm him, why would she help him rebirth his spiritual脉?
He understood this logic.
Lin Muci then stepped forward, her fingertips slowly brushing over his strong, firm back. The young man didn't seem shy anymore; instead, he teased her.
"How is it, my body isn't too bad, is it?"
He was showing off.
The pride of a conceited young man.
But unexpectedly, Lin Muci just glanced at him and then pursed her lips, saying.
"So-so."
"About the same as someone I know."
A faint cold glint appeared in the young man's eyes, but it quickly turned back into that smirking expression.
"Someone you know?"
"Who?"
"Who can compare to me?"
"Tell me, I'll listen."
If he could find that person, he would kill them.
Lin Muci was too lazy to explain.
This was an illusion created by the script space, and the body was completely transformed based on Ling Qianhe's body.
As for his body, she had seen it countless times, touched it countless times, and... had intimate contact countless times.
Of course, she was familiar with it.
She concentrated on giving him acupuncture, but she heard the young man say.
"Do you have to take off your clothes to perform this acupuncture?"
Lin Muci hummed in response.
"What, is there a problem?"
The young man lowered his eyes, hiding all his thoughts.
Lin Muci heard him say.
"Then in the future, you are only allowed to give me acupuncture. Alright?"
Lin Muci felt he was a bit too domineering. What if in the future she saw a stray cat or dog and felt like saving it on a whim, wouldn't that be forbidden?
Perhaps sensing that she didn't immediately agree, the young man's tone became slightly impatient.
"If you... if you promise me this. I'll agree to one request of yours."
"In any case, you are not allowed to give acupuncture to other men, nor are you allowed to let other men undress in front of you. Do you hear me?"
Lin Muci's fingers brushed along his meridians, and she said.
"A request?"
She truly had no particular requests. But then she thought of a good idea.
"Okay."
"When we return to the Imperial City, I'll tell you what my request is."
She gracefully removed the golden needles.
Ling Qianhe hadn't put his clothes back on yet. Her fingertips slowly traced his chest muscles, which were fair and strong.
Her fingertips brushed over him inch by inch, and a dazzling light flashed in her eyes, but she felt regret.
It's not younger brother Qianhe.
It's truly a shame.
Otherwise, she could have... just pushed him down.
For some reason, the young man opposite her, who had initially felt no shyness, gradually changed his expression as he sensed Lin Muci's gaze.
He stared at the emotion welling up in her eyes, trying hard to discern where that... desire came from.
The touch of her fingertips on him was like a gentle breeze in a stream.
Her smiles and words were like peach blossoms blooming all over Jiangnan.
So beautiful it made his heart tremble.
But he had never felt this way before, nor did he know what this feeling was called, making it difficult to distinguish.
He had originally wanted to push away this bold maid, but before his hand could even lift, his mouth moved faster than his hand.
"You— you said you weren't lusting after my body?"
"You... audacious!"
"You... you pervert, you've clearly touched other men before!"
The young man's cheeks puffed up in anger, while Lin Muci's lips curved into a faint smile, a smile that rippled as playfulness danced in her eyes.
"Do you like it?"
The young man was stunned.
This audacious maid turned around and walked towards the exit.
"You promised, you'll only give me acupuncture from now on."
"Then you'll only undress for me from now on, how about that?"
He was a bit upset. Only for her? She was dreaming. His body was meant to be seen by his future wife—to only be seen by her, unless...
A thought suddenly popped into his mind, so sudden that it startled him.
If he only undressed for her, would that make her his... wife?
Pah, pah, pah.
He was here for revenge!
He had deep hatred to settle, how could he indulge in romance? Besides, she wasn't exactly a stunning beauty, just a little maid, her words weren't sweet, and she always teased him... In her eyes, he seemed like a ridiculous younger brother.
Thoughts churned back and forth in his mind.
Moreover, he didn't know if she had someone in her heart.
He definitely wouldn't like someone...
He wouldn't like someone who didn't like him!
The person he would like must be gentle and kind, and considerate! Not like her! Yes— he wouldn't like her!
The young man chanted in his heart. After a moment, he lowered his head and looked at his palm, still clutching the candy he bought at the market. She had eaten a handful, and one was left, falling into his palm.
He peeled off the wrapper.
And put it in his mouth.
It was just common candy from the market, but it was still sweet. That sweetness gradually seeped into his heart. His expression instantly became dazed.
But—
What did liking someone feel like?
He didn't understand.
Liking... was like a flood or a fierce beast, capable of devouring a person.
His mother loved his father, but she died so despairingly...
What would the person he liked look like?
Would his heart feel sweet when he saw her?
Would he always think of her...
He rubbed his eyes, his expression momentarily becoming confused. The newly formed spiritual脉 still felt hot and burning. He squinted, thinking of the maid who said she would protect him until her death.
Was this true?
Could he believe her words?
...
When Lin Muci heard the little system say that Ling Qianhe was confused about whether he liked her or not, she responded with a soft "oh" and said meaningfully.
"Then he should be careful."
"The infatuation and liking of a young man are precious things. A young man's fleeting crush can easily turn into a lifelong affection."
The little system grumbled.
"Don't you feel touched at all?"
Lin Muci thought for a moment and said.
"But I already have Ling Qianhe. And this is just acting... Why should I be touched? When I was on missions before, I didn't think that much... It was you who forced me to be with him. Who would have thought he was a paranoid lunatic?"
"And then, I fell for him myself."
"Otherwise, after I finished the mission, I would have just run away."
"In the next mission world, I would forget him. You would erase all memories of him, and then I would forget him..."
She pursed her lips.
Although that was the program.
But she suddenly felt a bit unhappy.
She didn't want to forget Ling Qianhe. She didn't want to leave him either.
However, she was already trying to find a way.
She suddenly felt that this script space wasn't that simple.
These realistic feelings, these familiar plots, were they truly just a script handed to her?