Pet Ancient Husband

Chapter 19: Enchanted by the Clear Water Spring

The faint scent filled the air, and my thoughts began to wander. I thought of my friends from the modern world and my dad, who always came home late after working all night. I wondered how he was doing now. Was he still busy with company matters? Maybe he hadn't even noticed that I, the person he blamed for Mom's death, had disappeared. In a way, it was probably the best outcome for both of us. A tear slid down my cheek, followed by another. I opened my eyes and slowly slipped into the water along the pool's edge. Only in the water could I not feel my tears. It was a habit I had developed as a child. After Mom died saving me from a car accident, Dad stopped smiling at me, stopped holding my hand, and stopped kissing my cheek. I felt like an orphan overnight. From that day on, I got used to submerging myself in the bathtub to cry, telling myself it was just water.

When I felt a slight pain in my chest, I surfaced, gently brushing the hair sticking to my face. Suddenly, I remembered an old song by Faye Wong, "Sending My Love Across a Thousand Miles":

The night is vast and dark,

The new moon like a hook in the sky.

Memories of the past seem like a dream,

Seeking those dreams, where can I find?

People separated by a thousand miles,

The road is long and winding.

Without asking from afar, the stars are already dim.

Ask the bright moon to bring my greetings,

The one I miss, tears often flow.

The night is hazy,

The night is not over, surrounded by lonely silence.

The cold light on the table is dim,

Accompanying my loneliness and bitter solitude.

People separated by a thousand miles, no news,

Yet I want to ask from afar, but in vain.

Ask the bright moon to send my message,

Send me a piece of paper to comfort my longing.

People separated by a thousand miles, the road is long and winding,

Without asking from afar, the stars are already dim.

Ask the bright moon to bring my greetings,

The one I miss, tears often flow.

A soft voice escaped my lips. I still loved my dad deeply, and the tears flowed even more fiercely. I sang softly, tilting my head back and closing my eyes, naively trying to stop them from falling. Suddenly, a warm hand touched my cheek, wiping away the tears from the corners of my eyes. I opened my eyes abruptly and saw Yan Yan's face, filled with heartache and longing. My heart felt heavy.

"What's wrong?" Yan Yan gently caressed my cheek.

"Why are you here?"

"I was outside the whole time. I heard your singing. I've never heard such a song before. It's beautiful, yet filled with deep longing. Missing home?" I nodded gently.

"Do you want to go back?" Yan Yan looked at me reluctantly.

"If I say I want to go back, would you send me back? Could you let go?" I countered.

I felt the hand on my face tremble. After staring at my face for a long time, he said gravely, "No, never in a lifetime. I'd rather you hate me. I'll be a hundred times, a thousand times better to you. I'll give you a warmer home, make you forget the thought of going back." Yan Yan spoke firmly.

A soft laugh escaped my lips. This must be what happiness feels like! Maybe it was fate's way of compensating me for the love I lost after Mom's death. I was truly happy now. "Even if you were willing, I couldn't go back. My home is in a place I can never return to. So you have to be good to me for a lifetime!"

"Not just this life, but the next life, and the one after that, I'll love you with all my heart," Yan Yan's calm words were filled with unwavering determination.

A perfect smile bloomed on my face. Mom in heaven, can you hear me? Your daughter is happy now. Please bless Dad in the 21st century. Tell him that if there's a next life, I'll protect him and never let him be lonely again. A tear slid down my cheek.

Gently wiping away the tear on my face, Yan Yan sighed with heartache.

Suddenly, I realized something and exclaimed, "Ah! p*****t! I'm not wearing any clothes!" I turned my back to him and submerged myself in the water. A wave of heat surged to my cheeks, but the clear spring water seemed unable to block Yan Yan's fiery gaze.

"Foolish girl, I've already seen everything. What's the point of hiding?" Yan Yan smiled lightly at me.

"Humph! Never judge a book by its cover. You can be so smooth-talking," I pouted in complaint.

"Smooth-talking only for you," Yan Yan turned and took down the green grass-colored dress that Xing'er had prepared for me from the screen. He walked back to the spring and looked at me leisurely. "Come out already. You can't soak in the hot spring for too long, or your skin will wrinkle."

What a tease. "Where's Xing'er? You go call her in," I turned slightly to look at him.

"Xing'er? I sent her to help Yue'er prepare the wine and dishes."

How underhanded! "That's too much! I don't care! You go out first, and then I'll get up." I turned away from him in a huff and buried myself deeper in the water.

"Ah! I don't mind actually! But don't say I didn't warn you! There's a cute water spider heading your way," Yan Yan sneered mischievously.

I glanced at him, "Humph! Trying to trick me! I'm not afraid!" I said bravely, though my heart was already trembling. Everyone who knew me was aware that I was terrified of bugs.

"Oh! That's good, then I guess it'll be on you soon. You won't be scared, right?" Yan Yan nonchalantly glanced at the water not far from me.

Involuntarily, I followed his gaze and screamed, "Ah!" I dashed out of the spring at the fastest speed I've ever achieved in my life and jumped into Yan Yan's arms, which were already open wide. All my previous composure was forgotten in an instant.

I tightly wrapped my arms around Yan Yan's neck, nervously glancing at the water until the spider completely disappeared from sight. Only then did I let out a sigh of relief and slowly slide down from Yan Yan's body. The sound of my coarse breathing filled my ears, and my movements froze. I slowly lifted my head and found Yan Yan's fiery gaze fixed on me. It suddenly dawned on me that I was n***d in the arms of a normal man. Even though I didn't have much experience, living in the open-minded 21st century, I had heard enough from my friends to know what might happen next. I didn't actually have a virginity complex! It was just that I had heard the first time could be painful, and since I had been afraid of pain since childhood, a strong sense of fear had taken root in my heart. I stood there awkwardly, suddenly feeling my lips dry. I stuck out my tongue to moisten them, not realizing it would become the biggest aphrodisiac. Yan Yan's arms around me tightened, and he leaned down to kiss my lips. A rush of heat surged to my brain, and I closed my eyes involuntarily. My thoughts began to blur as I felt a hand caressing my smooth back. A low moan escaped my lips. I felt Yan Yan's body stiffen slightly, and I opened my dazed eyes in confusion. Reluctantly, Yan Yan pulled away from my lips, picked me up, and quickly walked to the stone bed in the cave, gently placing me on it. I felt the soft touch behind me and realized the stone bed was covered with a beautiful tiger skin. "Wow!" My eyes were immediately drawn to the tiger skin on the bed. I happily touched it and asked Yan Yan, "Yan Yan! Is this real tiger skin?"

Yan Yan looked at me helplessly, with desire still lingering on his face. "You! Even a saint would be driven mad by you. In such a moment, you still have time to care about a tiger skin. Next time, I'll definitely remove all the peculiar things from the room." His tone was filled with unfulfilled desire.

I playfully stuck my tongue out at him, "Tell me! I want to know."

He tapped my nose affectionately and said, "Yes, it is. When I was twenty and just founded the Mirror Flower Valley, I encountered it while taking Chase Wind out to handle some affairs. After killing it, I placed it here." Yan Yan's tone was nonchalant as he picked up the dress and dressed me.

I looked at him admiringly, my eyes twinkling with admiration. "My Yan Yan is so amazing! But isn't it a waste to just leave it here?" I had heard that fur should be kept in a dry place, especially such precious tiger skin. I let him dress me in the beautiful dress and questioned, "Won't it go to waste?"

"No, it's just a tiger skin. There are plenty of valuable things in the valley. If you like it, I'll go hunt a few silver foxes to make you a cloak one