Was it you that night?

Xiao Chen looked at Shen Qinghe with gentle eyes, his voice deep, "Where do you want to go? I can carry you there."

Shen Qinghe avoided Xiao Chen’s probing gaze and struggled for a long time before squeezing out a sentence, "I’ll just lie in bed for a while."

Xiao Chen, however, acted as if he did not hear her response, and said to himself, "The scenery in the valley is nice, I’ll take you to see the courtyard."

Shu Xiu, who was standing by, was stunned and she loudly reminded him, "Qinghe is Mr. Wuya’s Daoist companion, Big Senior Brother, what are you trying to do—"

The next moment, she found she could no longer speak.

Shen Qinghe saw this and grew anxious. But she knew that she could not confront Xiao Chen head-on; she needed to take a softer approach.

Upon reaching the courtyard, Shen Qinghe politely said, "Thank you, Big Senior Brother."

"Qinghe, let’s pick a date to get married. It’s not good to have you follow me without a proper status. Shu Xiu can be our witness, how about that?" Xiao Chen said without warning.

Shen Qinghe was secretly shocked and after a while, she said, "I am flattered by Big Senior Brother’s affections, but I have already made a pact with Mr. Wuya, and our names are carved on the Three Lives Stone..."

"I don’t think that’s a big problem. I don’t mind if you marry two husbands. I have prepared the almanac here; take a look and pick an auspicious date," Xiao Chen interrupted Shen Qinghe.

Shen Qinghe took a sharp breath and really wanted to jump up and curse Xiao Chen for being sick.