Chapter 1169: Could Qin Xin and Lan Qingxin Be Related by Blood?

Who knew.

Qin Xin not only didn’t scold her but gladly accepted the title: “Hmm, not bad, you’ve gained a little weight, and your complexion has improved. It seems you have been good, sticking to the whitening herbal cream I left for you.”

Xiangxiang’s cheeks flushed with shyness at the compliment, and she said softly, “Little Miss, I really miss you…”

Nalan Ye Jue’s face immediately turned grim upon hearing this.

The servants lowered their eyes, not daring to look further.

Lu Bing coughed and softly reminded Xiangxiang, “Xiangxiang, it’s not Little Miss, you should call her Young Madam.”

Xiangxiang suddenly realized: “Young Madam, Xiangxiang was confused. Young Madam…”

Before she could continue to pour out her feelings, Nalan Ye Jue took Qin Xin’s hand and led her into the courtyard: “Little wife, the dinner everyone prepared with care will go cold if we don’t go in now.”

Xiangxiang immediately ran to the kitchen: “Young Madam, I’ll go check on the stew.”

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The familiar and delicious dinner was savored by Qin Xin in small bites, who occasionally asked Xiangxiang about household matters, seeming to be in a good mood.

After the meal, she picked out two books in the study, curled up on the couch, sipping tea while casually flipping through them.

Nalan Ye Jue, on the other hand, was dealing with documents at a desk not too far behind her.

He was supposed to be reviewing documents, but most of the time, his gaze was fixed on her.

She had awakened, but she was not the same as before.

Yet, no matter how different she was, he was still grateful to fate for bringing her back to him.

The clock pointed to eleven.

He stood up and walked over to her: “Little wife, rest early, okay?”

He thought, perhaps when they return to the same bed, facing each other as they rest, her heart might soften?

Who knew.

Qin Xin got up and headed to Lan Qingxin’s small bedroom: “Hmm.”

Nalan Ye Jue: “…”

He took a deep breath and then another, suppressing the urge to scoop up his little woman and carry her back to his bed.

He couldn’t be too impulsive.

If he drove away his little wife in anger, it would be a regret beyond remedy.

In the deep of night.

Nalan Ye Jue found himself tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

He got out of bed and paced to the corridor, standing in front of Qin Xin’s bedroom door for a long time, his large hand resting on the doorknob, almost about to push it open.

In the end, he withdrew his hand, turned, and walked toward the study room.

First, he took a cold shower.

Suppressing a certain stirring emotion deep inside.

Once he had regained his calmness, he rummaged through the safe and took out the documents from when Lan Qingxin was picked up by the Nalan Family from the snow, reviewing them carefully from the beginning.

The time, the place, and the physical examination Lan Qingxin had gone through after her return.

His gaze lingered on Lan Qingxin’s medical report.

A thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

He had considered many times the reasons for the miraculous changes after Qin Xin and Lan Qingxin’s blood exchange, but never once considered this possibility — could they… have a blood relation?

Back then, when the Seventh Elder sent people to transform the Blood Woman, how did they transform Qin Xin?

Did they really only transform Qin Xin alone?

Once this thought emerged, it triggered countless inconceivable possibilities, making Nalan Ye Jue unable to sit still. He suddenly stood up and took another document from the safe.

It was a photo album.

He had always respected Qin Xin deeply, never investigating her in private.

He hadn’t before, and he wouldn’t now.

Only during the days when she was unconscious, to investigate the cause of her injuries, did he look into satellite surveillance. Later, overwhelmed by longing for her, he asked Qin Xiaoshuang to bring him a photo album of Qin Xin from childhood to adulthood.