When Ji Yuying opened her eyes, she expected to be on her bed, but she was unable to see properly due to the steam around her.
All she felt was a large hand scrubbing her breasts gently. She could feel a soft scrubber, and a gentle, warm fragrance lingered in the surroundings.
It smelled like sandalwood and rose.
"Yinyin, if you lost control of your bowels, then you should have woken me up. See how dirty and smelly you've become," came a rough but warm voice from behind. She hastily looked up to see the unassuming, bearded face of Shunya, his dark black eyes narrowed in concentration.
Then she felt his large hand on her bare chest, scrubbing. She felt hot with embarrassment. She—a supreme immortal, a Heavenly Sovereign who had surpassed the Thirty-Three Great Heavens—was in such a disgraceful posture.
Her groggy yet ethereal face twisted into a rage of embarrassment. Her porcelain skin turned red with shame.
Out of nowhere, an invisible force shot out of her body, hitting Shunya hard.
Shunya crashed into the wall and fell unconscious.
"Lost my bowels?! That was the impurities expelled from my breakthrough, you oaf!!" screamed Ji Yuying mentally. Although, if she was honest, she was more embarrassed that Shunya had touched her breast and gazed at her bare body.
"Now this body is not of his mortal wife, but the body of the Supreme Immortal Sovereign of the Thirty-Three Great Heavens who happens to be his wife—hmph!"
She turned away after glancing once more at her husband lying on the wet floor and continued bathing.
She needed to figure out how her primordial soul had been healed.
Was it Shunya?
Is he an immortal cultivator too? No. She didn't feel any spiritual energy from him—nor any cultivation base.
She could already tell that in this world, spiritual energy was almost non-existent, so even if he was a cultivator, his cultivation wouldn't be high enough to hide from her senses.
Then... an anomaly? But what kind of anomaly could heal her primordial soul from just a mere wisp?
It was unprecedented.
She tilted her head to glance at Shunya, still unconscious. This time, however, her eyes held a hint of warmth.
"Whatever you are, you'll always be my idiot husband. That won't change, no matter what. But still, lying there after touching your wife's body without her permission...!"
She had lived for millions of years in her first life and twenty-five years in her second.
And this was the first time Ji Yuying felt... lighter.
Shunya had protected her, cared for her—not knowing what he was, or what she was.
He loved her simply as his wife.
So she would love him only as her husband.
There was a slight blush on her normally passive face and a small smile.
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Suddenly, a loud crashing noise came from outside.
Like Shunya, Ji Suyin was also a light sleeper—although not as attentive as him, even small noises would wake her from time to time.
A certain dread filled her heart for her sick daughter, so she hurriedly got changed and went to check it out.
Once a princess of a rising enterprise like Ji Corporation—a girl infamous for her grace, beauty, and elegance—she had now been reduced to a hard laborer, living in a rented house in a poor district on the outskirts of the city.
Her only fault was that she had ended up pregnant from a one-night stand she couldn't even remember—during her final year of college. For a girl of her background, it was a major taboo.
At that time, something like this was considered a deep shame for a woman.
It became the excuse to remove her, her younger brother, and her daughter from the family inheritance.
The prosperity that the Ji family enjoyed now was only possible because of her father and her biological mother, who had worked tirelessly their entire lives to build the family's wealth.
But after her mother's sudden death during childbirth, and under pressure from her grandmother, her father was remarried—to a woman from a relative's household. That marriage brought nothing but disaster.
To this day, Ji Suyin firmly believed that her step-siblings had been behind setting her up.
For mere status, they didn't hesitate to destroy a woman's virtue.
When Ji Yuying was born, her father was already old and emotionally broken. He did what he could for his daughter's early years, but after his death, both mother and daughter were thrown out and erased from the inheritance records.
Her younger brother left the Ji family along with her.
A couple of years later, he got married and became a son-in-law in his lover's family. Thankfully, Ji Suyin's sister-in-law was virtuous and did what she could to help them without letting her family interfere too much.
But from what Ji Suyin had heard, her brother wasn't treated very well. The family had pressured him into becoming a live-in son-in-law.
Possibly, it was from that situation that Ji Yuying got the idea—and found a son-in-law for herself.
At first, Ji Suyin had been completely against it. Ji Yuying was only eighteen and in her senior year. Although legally allowed to marry, it didn't sit right with her.
She felt like she had failed as a mother.
But Ji Yuying was stubborn—and eventually brought home a village orphan with a strange name: Shunya.
At first, Ji Suyin had her doubts.
But she never treated him poorly—especially given her brother's own situation.
And within just a few months, Ji Suyin began treating Shunya like her own son.
That simple, pure-hearted boy wasn't made for this cruel world.
But nothing ever fazed him. He simply did what needed to be done without overthinking.
He sold his ancestral land and home to buy the house they currently lived in—and to fund her daughter's education.
Being uneducated and raised as a farmer, Shunya could only do hard labor and part-time jobs, but he never wavered from his responsibilities.
He worked tirelessly and took care of the household like an ideal son—and treated his wife like an ideal husband.
Even though his means were limited, everything he did was filled with truth, sincerity, and purity.
Things finally settled after Ji Yuying graduated, and Shunya insisted she go to the Capital with her daughter while he stayed behind to support them.
As expected of him, he made sure they could live, eat, and study in the Capital without worry.
But just like her, a tragedy struck her daughter while she was away.
Ji Suyin sighed and put on proper clothes to check on her daughter and son-in-law.
However, she froze halfway through the dining room, her eyes wide in shock.
There—sitting at the dining table—was Ji Yuying, drinking soup elegantly.
Her beloved daughter, who looked more beautiful than the fairies in the heavens.
Like a masterpiece come to life, she sat there sipping soup with such grace it would put so-called "noble" families to shame.
But more than anything else—
Ji Yuying, who had been bedridden and on the verge of death just hours ago, was now sitting upright… calm, radiant, and alive.
A miracle.
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Chapter Ends