Raising Beast Husbands with My Space — The Villainess Becomes a Beloved Favorite Chapter 289: Light at the End of the Tunnel

Su Muyao only saw the purple clothes of Yue Wuhen in the carriage, nothing else.

The wind blew again, and the curtain dropped.

The carriage stopped at the city gate, and soone at the front of the procession handed a token to the gate guards. The guards’ expressions changed, and they imdiately bowed respectfully and let them pass.

Once the procession entered the Imperial City, everyone ca back to their senses.

"I wonder what identity the person in the carriage holds, making the gate guards so respectful."

"They must have an extraordinary background."

Ordinary beastn don’t have much insight. Although they found the person in the carriage very mysterious, they didn’t know who they were.

Wen Nanxi noticed Su Muyao’s expression wasn’t right and softly asked, "What’s wrong?"

Su Muyao shook her head and said, "Nothing, just wondering if you rember what Yue Wuhen looks like?"

Wen Nanxi thought carefully for a mont, shook his head, and said, "Very vague."

Su Muyao concentrated and said, "I also find it vague."

Wen Nanxi said, "He is the Young Master of the Moon Clan, possessing Witch Clan blood. If he doesn’t want people to rember his appearance, indeed others can’t."

"But in the past, my wife didn’t have any interactions with him."

"When he was in the Su Mansion, he spent most of his ti in closed-door cultivation."

Su Muyao nodded. She seed to think of sothing and asked, "Why did he beco my Beast Husband back then?"

Most of the other Beast Husbands were chosen by my forr self and insisted on marrying them, but with Yue Wuhen, it seed different.

My forr self was sowhat afraid of him, so there wasn’t much interaction, and even when searching my forr mories, there were no related mories.

Wen Nanxi explained softly, "Your marriage contract was decided by your grandfather, Mr. Su, and the High Priest of the Moon Clan together."

Su Muyao’s expression shifted slightly; she didn’t expect it to be like this.

While Su Muyao was pondering so things, a servant from the mansion ca to report that Yun Qinglan had woken up.

"He’s awake?"

Su Muyao was ecstatic and said to Wen Nanxi and the others, "I’ll go back to the mansion to check first; since there’s nothing much here, you should co back to the mansion later too."

The disaster victims have mostly been settled, and the snow has stopped falling heavily, so there’s not much need to stay busy here.

Wen Nanxi patted her hair and said, "Alright, I’ll tell them. You go check on him first."

Su Muyao nodded, mounted her horse, and headed back to the mansion.

...

When Su Muyao rode away, Wei Jinmo noticed.

During the days of distributing porridge to help the disaster victims, Wei Jinmo had been personally overseeing it at the city gate.

Because he stayed at the city gate, he could clearly see how deep the affection between Su Muyao and Wen Nanxi and the others was.

Her affectionate gestures towards Wen Nanxi and the others surprised him greatly.

He realized that females could treat their Beast Husbands so well.

It’s not quite the feeling of mutual respect, nor would she scold them casually.

Seeing such warmth and harmony made him more and more envious.

Yan Zhaolei was also at the city gate personally distributing porridge. She wanted to reconcile with Su Muyao and beco good friends.

In fact, the more she interacted with Su Muyao, the more she genuinely admired her.

Because Su Muyao had a heart full of love, saving so many beastn, and was also highly capable.

It’s just that Su Muyao was too busy, and Yan Zhaolei didn’t have a chance to talk to her.

...

Su Mansion

Yun Qinglan had just woken up and still felt weak. Being very clean, the first thing he did when he woke up was wash up and bathe.

When Su Muyao returned to the mansion, she first went to Yun Qinglan’s room.

But when she opened the door, she suddenly saw Yun Qinglan in the bathtub, and Su Muyao was stunned, her face flushed. She hurriedly turned around and said, "Sorry... sorry, I... I didn’t know."

When Su Muyao reached the door, a gust of wind brought her to her senses.

She was anxious to see how he was and forgot to knock.

These days, she had gone directly to his room after returning to the mansion each day to check his pulse while he was unconscious.

So she reflexively opened the door this ti, not expecting him to be bathing.

She didn’t actually see anything, only his back, but it was still inappropriate.

Her face was still hot, and she rubbed her face, not knowing what to do.

In this world, unmarried males hold chastity in very high regard.

She didn’t know how Yun Qinglan would think.

After a while, the door creaked open, and Su Muyao turned to see Yun Qinglan, dressed, stepping out.

His ink-black hair cascaded down, loosely held by a jade hairpin, with a few strands hanging against his forehead, and his posture was as upright as bamboo.

Just standing there, he looked like a soft water-ink painting, carrying a refined grace. He was elegant yet not weak, his skin was a cool shade of white, no longer the sickly pale from before, like exquisite mutton fat jade, exuding a jade-like luster.

Su Muyao was montarily dazed and softly said, "I’m sorry about earlier."

"Miss Su doesn’t need to apologize. It was my fault for not closing the door."

Pausing for a mont, Yun Qinglan added, "Regardless of whether Miss Su accepts in the future, my body will only be for Miss Su to see."

Yun Qinglan knew that so things had to be spoken. If not, so opportunities would be missed.

And he didn’t want to miss out.

Su Muyao looked up at Yun Qinglan, eting his clear, bright eyes, as if they could reflect the distant green mountains and even embrace all things.

Like a clear breeze and bright moon, there was a calm and peaceful feeling that made people spontaneously relax.

Su Muyao felt her face heat up even more at his words. Steadying her mind, she spoke, "On the night of the assassin’s attack, after falling asleep, I recalled mories from my childhood."

Hearing this, ripples spread in Yun Qinglan’s previously serene eyes, and his fingers by his side trembled slightly.

"You... rembered?"

Yun Qinglan’s heart tightened, unsure of what her choice would be.

Su Muyao nodded, "Yes, I rember my childhood mories and the words I said to you then."

Yun Qinglan lowered his lashes, slightly concealing the nervous emotion in his eyes, his heart pounding chaotically.

Su Muyao said word by word, "Even if it was childhood naïveté, once spoken and promised, it must be kept."

At that mont, Yun Qinglan’s eyes brightened, his gaze like obsidian imrsed in a clear spring, bright but not glaring, his pupils rippling with endless emotions, like a mountain breeze stirring the pines, creating waves of sound.

Like the vibration of his heart strings.

"Are you serious?"

Yun Qinglan’s voice carried a hoarse tremor.

Su Muyao nodded, "Yun, it’s true."

"Do you rember, Yun?"

She called him Yun, the na they used when they were young together.

Yun Qinglan looked deeply at her, the restrained emotion and longing in his eyes suddenly flooding out, he said softly, "Yaoyao, I’m sorry, I once forgot, but on the night I guarded the border, I rembered in my sleep."

If he had rembered earlier, when she returned to the Northern Territory, he wouldn’t have let her suffer.

Su Muyao smiled and said, "Yun, don’t bla yourself, I know you fell into the water and got sick, causing you to forget childhood events."

"I’m sorry. I forgot before too, but now I rember, so it’s not too late, right?"

Yun Qinglan’s eyes turned red, "It’s never too late, no matter when."

He thought he would wait forever, not daring to expect a title, yet unexpectedly found light after darkness.

"Yun, that was a childhood promise, so now are you willing? Willing to be my Beast Husband?"

"You know, I have Wen Nanxi and the others by my side. I love them too..."

Before Su Muyao could finish, Yun Qinglan spoke, "I’m willing, I’ve always been waiting for your reply."

"Yaoyao, thank you for never giving up on ."