Raising Beast Husbands with My Space — The Villainess Becomes a Beloved Favorite-Chapter 196: Fierce Competition

Su Muyao looked at Xiao Jihan with surprise, "Did you prepare all this yourself?"

As she spoke, Su Muyao’s breath fell softly on Xiao Jihan’s ear.

Xiao Jihan listened to Su Muyao’s question, his cold and solitary expression blushed slightly, then reddened from cheek to neck, "Yes, I prepared it myself."

"I have always been looking forward to this day."

"But you had Wen Nanxi and the others before, and I feared you might not remember me, so I wanted to use a special method to keep myself in your memory."

The competition was truly fierce.

He was not the first Beast Husband, and he wasn’t good with words or too cold in temper, fearing that his wife would dislike him, so he could only use other methods to firmly occupy a place in his wife’s heart.

After saying this, Xiao Jihan’s cold and solitary brow and eyes bore a hint of suppressed fragility.

Su Muyao looked at him like this, feeling a bit soft-hearted and somewhat unwilling.

"How could I ever forget you?"

"Don’t think like that, you all have a place in my heart, I cherish you all deeply."

"Everything you’ve done, I remember well: the combs, baskets, and sieves at home, they’re all your handiwork, so well done, and all these silent deeds..."

As Su Muyao spoke, she recounted everything as if they were cherished items.

Indeed, Xiao Jihan silently did so many things for her, making life much easier.

Including most of the time, it was Xiao Jihan who managed the backyard vegetable garden, watering and weeding, which made the vegetables thrive so well.

In fact, Su Muyao discreetly added Spiritual Spring Water to the water tank in the backyard, so when watering the vegetable plot, it was the water from the tank, making the vegetables grow quickly and lushly.

Now the vegetables had grown well, and the ones they ate daily almost all came from their own backyard.

Moreover, eating vegetables irrigated with Spiritual Spring Water, infused with Spiritual Energy, nourishes the body.

Listening to Su Muyao’s words, Xiao Jihan felt a deep sweetness swelling in his heart.

He gently placed Su Muyao in the water basin, "I will remember your words, they make me very happy."

In his view, no wife would bother explaining such matters to their Beast Husband.

For Xiao Jihan, his deeds were those he ought to fulfill; perhaps in other families, for situations like this, the wife might consider it the norm, even overlooking the Beast Husband’s contributions.

But his wife was different; she always remembered these moments.

At this moment, gazing at her in the tub, his heart felt full, as if it had been flooded with love.

"Wife, you’re wonderful."

"You’re wonderful too."

"I’ll help with your bathing first."

Su Muyao looked at him, meeting his fiery gaze, she pulled his hand, saying: "Are you really going to let me bathe alone in this huge tub you made?"

"Aren’t you bathing too?"

Upon hearing her words, Xiao Jihan’s ears flushed more deeply, and he whispered, "Bathing."

Once he joined her in the tub, the petal-filled water soon spilled out.

Outside the window, snowflakes fell, and the wind roared fiercely, as if serenading the love within the room.

The candle flames flickered gently, as if dancing for them.

They were entirely lost in each other’s world, forgetting time, forgetting everything around them.

Only their intense feelings, like vines flourishing in spring, intertwined, never to be parted.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Jihan held Su Muyao as they lay on the hammock asleep.

This made Su Muyao nestle even more closely into Xiao Jihan’s embrace.

Later, somehow the hammock broke.

Xiao Jihan could only carry Su Muyao back to the bed to sleep.

Xiao Jihan just knew that after the contract, he felt the love within him had transformed.

...

No matter how wild the winds and snow raged outside, the inside was filled with warmth.

Su Muyao leaned securely into Xiao Jihan’s embrace, sleeping contentedly.

Xiao Jihan held her tightly, reluctant to sleep, as he lowered his head to look at her, thinking how beautiful she appeared; if he didn’t know she was tired, he wouldn’t want to let go.

...

Early the next morning, Su Muyao awoke to the sound of snowstorms.

As she woke, Xiao Jihan was no longer in the room.

Su Muyao seemed to hear some noise; she got up and looked out through the window lattice, seeing the snowflakes had somewhat diminished but the wind remained strong, blowing the flakes around, then softly padding down.

Wen Nanxi and the others held brooms, sweeping the snow.

But the freshly swept ground was coated again with a thin layer of snow.

So this was the snow season?

In truth, Su Muyao liked snowy days very much, as well as snowflakes.

Because during the end times, climate changes made snow days rare, while hail was common.

Seeing such snowflakes and experiencing the snow season’s winds and snow, she found it very beautiful.

Moreover, with a warm bed to sleep on, no matter how cold it was outside, the interior remained unaffected.

Upon getting up, Xiao Jihan, who was fixing up the greenhouse for the vegetables out back, seemed to sense something and quickly returned to the house like the wind.

Looking at Su Muyao, he asked, "Wife, are you awake?"

At this moment, Xiao Jihan’s eyes shone brightly, no longer bearing the cold and solitary look from before.

Even his aura had softened somewhat.

Su Muyao smiled and said, "Yes, are you all sweeping the snow?"

"Yes, it snowed all night; at dawn, everyone from the tribe came out to sweep."

Although it wasn’t suitable to go out during the snow season, each morning everyone would get up to sweep the snow, ensuring a clear path through the tribe.

Eventually, when the snow gets heavier, it’s possible the mountains might be snow-bound.

"I also heard some noise, conversations outside?"

Xiao Jihan explained with a smile, "Everyone’s expressing how useful the warm bed is and wants to thank you."

Su Muyao had Wen Nanxi help make the warm beds early on, also making them at the workshop with stoves, which amazed the tribe who those sights, inspiring them to build similarly; Su Muyao then shared the method for making warm beds.

She also sent the plans to Yun Qinglan.

Although Yun Qinglan’s health had improved a lot now, due to his unique constitution, the snow season still affected him.

Upon setting up the warm bed, Yun Qinglan sent a gift in return.

However, it was said that during snow season the Northern Territory might be less stable, many Mutated Beasts come out to hunt, and even prior gatherings of Dark Beastmen had launched attacks.

...

Days passed since the snow season arrived, and that night, it was Hua Linye’s turn to accompany Su Muyao.

In the middle of the night, Hua Linye suddenly awoke, his face pale, fingers trembling.

Seeing him like this, Su Muyao was stunned.

Su Muyao waved her fingers, immediately lighting up the candles in the room.

"Linye, did you have a nightmare?"

Su Muyao had never seen Hua Linye in such a state, his eyes red with a hint of a bloodthirsty gleam, yet his body trembled as if terrified of something.

But how could it be? With his Level 6 abilities and ancestral memory, his usual demeanor was calm, composed, and strong.

Hua Linye quivered as he spoke, "I... I dreamed about my grandparents... they were massacred by a mysterious force."

"The feeling was so intense, and the scenes in the dream were vividly clear."