On the day He Sui’an transmigrated into a book, she hit her head and had nowhere to go. She wanted to follow a young man, and then he took her in and cared for her. This young man who took her in came from the mysterious and legendary Miaojiang.
She didn’t really like the insects and snakes on him.
But she didn’t know anyone else, so she chose to stay by his side.
As they got along, Qi Buyan found He Sui’an to be fragrant, so she let him smell her as much as he wanted.
Qi Buyan didn’t understand why men and women needed to hide their intimacy and was curious about what it felt like, so He Sui’an stood on her tiptoes and kissed him.
Qi Buyan liked the feeling.
But she was anxious because he seemed unsatisfied with just a kiss.
Qi Buyan once said to her with a smile, “People from our place cannot tolerate betrayal.”
He Sui’an stammered, “I-I won’t.”
But one day, He Sui’an hit her head again.
She regained her memory and realized that she was a transmigrator, and this young man from Miaojiang was a character not to be messed with in the book, or else he would easily feed his gu to her.
He Sui’an fled.
She was scared.
On the third day of her escape, she saw the young man again.
In the pouring rain, Qi Buyan’s pale face looked eerie and terrifying, and the snake he raised climbed up her leg and bound her hands.
That night, the young man fed her something.
“This is called Zhongqing Gu.”
“Remember, He Sui’an, you must love me…”
He Sui’an agreed, and before the gu took effect, she looked up and kissed him. Qi Buyan chuckled, and the curtains around the bed slowly fell.
