Still writhing in hidden anger, Luo Binghe was fed soup. By. Shen. Qing. Qiu!

'Great God.' Luo Binghe scowled in his head, but remained expressionless on the outside. 'Would I lose pearls if I knock out this bowl of soup right onto this bastard?'

[You would lose 25 pearls]

'But what if I knock it out to myself and make him need to take off my clothes and bathe me?' Luo Binghe joked. That would definitely make any man humiliated for the rest of his life, especially the high and mighty Shen Qingqiu.

[You would gain 100 pearls.]

Luo Binghe almost choked on the soup despite himself.

Shen Qingqiu placed a hand on his back and worriedly asked, "Are you okay!? Was it too hot?"

"I'm fine...Shizun." Luo Binghe coughed three times.

Shen Qingqiu sighed. "Tell me if there's something wrong, okay?" Luo Binghe nodded and watched as Shen Qingqiu carefully blew on the spoonful of soup before delicately placing it inside his mouth.

Just.... who is this man, harboring the same face as his enemy?

"Was it good? " He asked.

"Mn." Bingge answered. "Did Shizun make it?"

"You might not eat it if I didn't make it myself, though I did ask some help from your Mu Qingfang-shishu." He gave a genuine humble smile that really gives Luo Binghe chills. I definitely don't want to eat it because you made it, but I have no choice.

Yet as if entranced, Bingge kept staring at Shen Qingqiu as he fed him with an intense expression, as if scanning every part of his soul. Even the master felt awkward from the intensity of the gaze, and looked away for a bit. Then he said, "Promise not to do it again."

Not do what? Look at him? But Shen Qingqui continued. "Even if I die, don't take away you're life so quickly. It took you long enough to come back, though it's quite shorter than I did. Still, I already died twice, why did you suddenly think I wouldn't come back!? I almost—" Shen Qingqiu closed his eyes, silently berating himself from raising his voice. "I almost gave up myself...."

Luo Binghe tried hard to process this information, but he really need at least a little bit of context of.... Everything! This whole world, his relationship with this Shen Qinqiu, and how he got all these injuries. So he backhandedly said. "I promise. Shizun, sleep with me."

Luo Binghe had never expected what was coming: Shen Qingqui smacked him in the head with his fan!

"What was that for?!" Luo Binghe glared daggers at him but Shen Qingqiu didn't notice it, he was busy fanning his reddened face while looking away.

"You're still injured yet you're already thinking about things like that!" Shen Qingqiu reprimanded the puzzled disciple. Seriously, we're having a touching moment here, yet his Sky Pillar is too persistent! He thought to himself. "B-Besides, there's people outside... They might hear us..."

Shen Qingqui thought Binghe would persist on the subject, but instead the great stallion protagonist just went, "Huh?"

Luo Binghe's smart brain stopped working for a moment.

He only wanted to sleep together with Shen Qingqiu so that he can probe his memories through a dreamscape. Why did he suddenly say that?

Then it occurred to him that this situation is familiar: he had this kind of reaction before from his 126th wife, a princess who he shared a bed with in an old temple in the mountains while hiding from his evil uncle. He told her the same exact line, but she thought he meant something indecent and gave him a light punch in the shoulder while hiding her face with her sleeves.

Well, it did turn out as the kind of 'sleep' she was thinking of that night, but this situation is totally different!

"Did Shizun thought I meant a different kind of sleep?" Despite of the fact that this kind of scenario happening with a man was disgusting, especially the fact that this is a man he hates, Luo Binghe still couldn't help himself from saying that in a teasing tone. Maybe it will make Shen Qingqiu more embarrassed, much better if he was embarrassed to death. "I meant that I want Shizun and I to sleep together, right beside me."

"That's—" Shen Qingqiu glared at him when he teased, but just sighed in relief at the end. "So that's what you meant. You should use your words better! Anyway, it's still in the middle of the day. You really want to sleep right now?"

"I'm tired." He laid down on his bed and left out some space for his master.

"But you haven't finished your soup yet." Shen Qingqui, prompted him up. "If you're really tired just finish the soup then I'll go outside to let you rest. Also, didn't you tell me to comb your hair?"

"But I want Shizun to sleep with me right now." Luo Binghe is getting irritated by this whole affair. Everyone follows what he says, and anyone who doesn't gets obliterated to dust. He doesn't want to interact with Shen Qingqiu anymore without knowing what is up with this ex-scumbag. And all he needs to do is to manipulate his dreams to see his memories.

"I still have something to speak with the sect leaders..." Man, this kid never stop being clingy! How cute! He silently say to himself before trying to erase those thoughts. Ai, I can't give in to his demands again! "Binghe, be obedient to this master and finish your soup. As a reward, you can sleep on my lap while I comb your hair." Gah, it's only way I can make him finish his food!

Luo Binghe just stared at him blankly, but not the wide-eyed, happy puppy face he does when Shen Qingqui gives him a chance like this. It was a look of utter disbelief.

'Great God, what would happen if I don't agree?'

[You will lose a chance to gain 50 pearls.]

So be it.

Swallowing his pride, our strong-willed, unyielding protagonist obediently finish the soup Shen Qingqui was feeding him. He obediently laid his head on his lap without saying a word. He obediently let him comb his hair without cutting off his wrist and feeding it to the sowers.

It felt nice though, Bingge can't lie about that. As he felt Shen Qingqiu's fingers softly run over his long, unruly hair, he fell asleep.