Chapter 69: Peacock Feather

Chapter 69: Chapter 69: Peacock Feather

Just hearing the sound, the cold, silent blood in Bai Qianluo’s body gradually surged with heat.

Her voice was entirely different from usual, sounding as though she were softly acting spoiled, her tone like a gentle whimper.

Yet, his heart felt as though it were being tightly gripped by something, aching terribly.

Listening to Qiao Suluo’s aroused voice, he couldn’t help but picture her alluring appearance at this moment. A hint of a blush crept onto his cold, ethereal features.

Bai Qianluo took a deep breath, trying hard to steady his mind, and returned to his own room.

However, sleep evaded him entirely that night. He lay awake, his mind filled with nothing but Qiao Suluo’s figure.

***

Qiao Suluo finally fell into a heavy sleep, completely losing consciousness.

Que Hongjin looked at her peaceful sleeping face, unable to resist reaching out to gently stroke her brows and eyes. Even by the moonlight, he could clearly see her features.

"Has her skin gotten a bit fairer?"

Que Hongjin initially thought it was his imagination, but upon closer inspection, he realized her skin was indeed a bit fairer than the previous night.

Realizing something, Que Hongjin’s eyes grew even more profound. "My wife, just what kind of secrets are you hiding?"

Muttering and pondering, Que Hongjin finally let out a helpless, soft sigh. She would only reveal her secrets when she wanted to; otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to pry into them at all. Fortunately, he had been by her side all along, which was why he was able to notice.

Just as Que Hongjin embraced her and lay down, preparing to rest, a sudden sharp pain struck his shoulder blades, causing him to sit up abruptly.

"What’s going on?"

The throbbing pain caused his forehead to break out in fine sweat. However, Que Hongjin was extremely tolerant of pain.

But after enduring it for a while, a realization hit him. His expression changed dramatically, and a wave of shock crashed through his heart. "Is it where my wings snapped?"

Afraid of waking Qiao Suluo, Que Hongjin got out of bed, stepped onto the floor, and transformed into his true peacock form. He turned his head to look at the spot where his wings had snapped, and to his astonishment, new wings were actually growing out.

He even suspected he was hallucinating.

His eyes trembled fiercely in shock. "My wings are growing back?"

By the time the sky was about to brighten, Que Hongjin discovered that a fifth of his wings had unexpectedly grown back.

Although it was only a fifth, it was more than enough to leave him utterly shocked. A warm current washed through every fiber of his being, over and over again.

He still remembered the words he had heard back in the Peacock Family.

"Que Hongjin is already a cripple. How can a cripple be the future Family Head of our Peacock Family?"

"Exactly. So many Imperial Physicians and Divine Doctors have seen him, and we persisted for several months. But his body is getting weaker and weaker. His wings are broken like that; it’s absolutely impossible for them to grow back. Even a miracle couldn’t make them grow. A Peacock Beastman without wings naturally cannot inherit the legacy power of our Peacock Family."

"Even his fiancée’s family came to break off the engagement."

"Family Head, this is a decision made by everyone in the family. We can no longer waste the family’s resources on him. The doctors already said he won’t live for long. We must prioritize the family’s honor and choose a new heir..."

"However, a cripple who has enjoyed the family’s resources for so long should also serve the family. We might as well make him marry Qiao Suluo as a substitute..."

At this moment, those words constantly echoed in Que Hongjin’s ears. Not to mention the changing attitudes of the clan elders, even the servants who used to treat him with the utmost respect had completely changed their tune.

He used to be unable to accept those changes and was unwilling to recall them. But right now, looking at his wife, he suddenly felt grateful for everything he had experienced. It was precisely because of that he met such an amazing wife.

The pain dissipated, and the wings stopped growing, but he knew they could grow back.

The words she had said to him were also true. She didn’t lie to him.

Que Hongjin transformed back into his human form and returned to the bed. Overwhelmed with emotion, he gently kissed her forehead. He murmured in his heart, "Wife, it’s you, isn’t it? You’re the one who brought a miracle to my wings."

Although he didn’t know what ability she had used, much like how she could soothe him with her spiritual power, she was able to use her own power to make his wings grow back.

Qiao Suluo hazily sensed Que Hongjin’s presence. Her eyelashes fluttered, and she mumbled groggily, "I’m sleepy, don’t..."

She was terrified that Que Hongjin would want to continue.

Que Hongjin replied hoarsely, "Mm, be good, go to sleep. I was just too excited."

Hearing his unusual tone that sounded as if he were choking back tears, Qiao Suluo abruptly opened her eyes, meeting Que Hongjin’s faintly red, tear-misted gaze.

Qiao Suluo had never seen Que Hongjin like this before. Seeing him in such a state, all her sleepiness vanished instantly.

"Que Hongjin, what’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell again?"

When Que Hongjin looked down, he could see the deep worry reflecting in Qiao Suluo’s eyes.

No one else in this world cared about him. Thankfully, he had her.

He reached out to gently embrace her, burying his face in the crook of her neck. "I’m not unwell. I feel great, actually. My body and mind feel more relaxed than ever before.

"A portion of the poison in my body has been cured, and my wings have even grown back a bit.

"Wife, thank you."

At this moment, besides saying thank you, he didn’t know what else he could do or what else he could give her. Once his body recovered, he would be able to give her the best of everything.

Hearing this, Qiao Suluo’s eyes lit up. "Your wings really grew back a bit?"

She hadn’t expected the system’s words to be true—that this method could rapidly heal their bodies. If that were the case, she certainly wouldn’t mind getting intimate with them more often.

Que Hongjin looked into her bright eyes and asked, "Do you want to see?"

"Yes, I want to see."

"The broken wings look a bit ugly," Que Hongjin said, feeling a wave of self-doubt. He only wanted to show her his most perfect side.

Qiao Suluo shook her head. "No, in my eyes, you look beautiful no matter what."

Seeing this former prodigy reduced to such a state made Qiao Suluo’s heart ache for him.

Que Hongjin sighed softly in his heart and revealed his true peacock form anyway.

Qiao Suluo was instantly mesmerized by his true peacock form.

His dazzling feathers were as vibrant as emeralds. Every single feather shimmered with a gentle, enchanting luster, its lines so smooth that it looked like a finely carved masterpiece painted by nature’s delicate brushstrokes, exuding a luxurious and noble sense of mystery.

It was just that one wing was missing a chunk, making him look like a tragically flawed piece of art.

She reached out and gently stroked the snapped portion of his wing. "It must hurt a lot here, right?"

Que Hongjin’s wing trembled slightly. "It doesn’t hurt."

Whenever she touched it, he didn’t feel any pain. In the past, the agony had been so constant that he had grown numb to it. Now, basking in her tender affection, the pain had completely vanished.

At this moment, the system spoke up, "Host, Peacock Feathers! Peacock Feathers!"

Qiao Suluo suddenly recalled that Peacock Feathers could be exchanged for a massive amount of points in her spatial realm. Because of this, Qiao Suluo found herself staring straight at his Peacock Feathers. She didn’t say a word, but in her heart, she desperately wanted them.

Que Hongjin found her intense gaze rather amusing. Reaching over, he directly plucked a handful of Peacock Feathers and handed them to her. "Here."

"For me? Doesn’t it hurt to pluck so many?"

"It doesn’t hurt. They are a gift for my wife. I’m happy as long as my wife likes them."

There was a tradition within the Peacock Family: giving Peacock Feathers to a female symbolized courtship and genuine affection. This was his very first time giving them to anyone.

Qiao Suluo stared at the Peacock Feathers, her mind completely preoccupied with points.

Just then, the system urgently cried out, "Host, I sense that Chu Moyuan is in grave danger! You need to go save him immediately!"