Chapter 632

His inner terror was beyond words. After thinking it over, only two words came to mind.

Holy crap.

Are jealous women this terrifying?

"Qian... Miss Qianhui, what... what's wrong?" Lin Cheng's voice stuttered, and he couldn't help but swallow non-existent saliva, feeling a lingering fear.

"Wuwuwu~"

In an instant, even with Lin Cheng's strength, he didn't see it clearly. By the time he reacted,

she had already charged into his arms, crying and sobbing as if she had suffered a great grievance.

"I want an explanation. What is your relationship with that cross-dressing guy?"

"Uh."

Lin Cheng sighed inwardly; the secret was out.

Although he had anticipated it, when it truly arrived, he only felt a sigh in his heart.

His right hand gently patted Miss Qianhui's back, soothing the soft and fragrant beauty in his arms. His thoughts gradually calmed down; all thoughts of sister flowers or having multiple wives and concubines were cast out of his mind.

Even if he wanted to, his body couldn't handle it.

After hesitating repeatedly, Lin Cheng thought of the most appropriate term.

"Consider her a relative, anyway, there's nothing between us! Don't overthink it, I love you the most."

"Just a relative?"

Hearing Lin Cheng's words, the anger in Miss Qianhui's heart dissipated almost entirely, and she felt quite happy because Lin Cheng said he loved her the most. Simple-minded as she was, she wouldn't overthink it.

"Yes, something like that."

"Then I know."

Having received Lin Cheng's answer, Miss Qianhui was completely relieved.

So it was a relative. She didn't know if it was a younger sister or an older sister, but relatives didn't matter.

She was especially afraid of Lin Cheng being snatched away. When she received the guarantee, her heart felt especially at ease. Sometimes even Miss Qianhui herself couldn't believe how she could connect her current weak self with the fearless tomboy from Black Stone City in the past.

But the fact was, she didn't want to live the life of fighting and killing like before.

Having left Black Stone City and being far away from her parents, she, who had never traveled far, was inevitably a bit afraid. Only by staying by Lin Cheng's side would she feel at ease, and she only wanted to live a peaceful life with Lin Cheng forever.

Thinking of this, a happy smile appeared on Miss Qianhui's face. Her face flushed red as she quickly kissed Lin Cheng, and then whispered, "How about... sleeping in my room tonight?"

"Ah... then where will you sleep?" Lin Cheng didn't think much of it at all and subconsciously blurted it out foolishly.

If he went to Miss Qianhui's room and she only had one bed, did she want to swap beds with him? Miss Qianhui was stunned.

"Hmph~ figure it out yourself." She gave a coquettish snort, then hurriedly left with a red face. At this moment, Lin Cheng suddenly thought of a possibility!

Subsequently, Lin Cheng, the Empire's strongest eighth-rank blacksmith, suddenly panicked. He became absent-minded, and even the improvement blueprints for the magic crystal internal combustion engine didn't seem appealing anymore.

He reached out to touch the spot on his face where Miss Qianhui had kissed him. The lingering fragrance of Miss Qianhui seemed to remain on his hand. Lin Cheng felt a jolt through his whole body, his face slowly turned red, and he stood up excitedly.

Masaka, was he going to transform into an adult tonight?

He paced back and forth in the forging room, restless with excitement.

What to do? What to do? His mind had already started to conjure up some scenes unsuitable for children.

"No, no."

Lin Cheng patted his face and hurriedly used cold water to clear his mind. Only when his eyes returned to calm did he feel he had cooled down a bit.

Sure enough, women only affect my efficiency in forging. It's necessary to let the spirit weapons calm down and soothe my restless heart.

Raising his hammer high, the rhythmic sound of metal clashing soon echoed in the forging room again.

But what was meant to come would come.

At night, in front of Miss Qianhui's room.

Lin Cheng paced back and forth anxiously, his face filled with hesitation, his brows almost knitted into a ball.

Knock, knock, knock!

"Come in, Lin Cheng."

Miss Qianhui's resentful voice came from inside. Clearly, she already knew that someone had been struggling in front of her room.

Lin Cheng took a deep breath, walked with heavy steps, and pushed the door open to enter the beauty's room. He had only been to this room once, when Miss Qianhui first dragged him to see the interior decoration, and he had almost never been back since. Now, Miss Qianhui was kneeling on the bed, draped in snow-white light gauze, her face so red it seemed like it could drip blood, her eyes looking at him with resentment.

Lin Cheng scratched his head, feeling truly embarrassed. After holding it in for a long time, he finally blurted out a sentence: "Miss Qianhui, you are really beautiful."

But Miss Qianhui still looked at him with resentment, her face seeming to say, "Come over here."

He had the nerve to make her wait so long.

"How about... I sleep on the floor?" Lin Cheng touched the back of his head, his blushing face and averted gaze showing he was even more nervous than Miss Qianhui, who was kneeling on the bed.

"Pfft!"

Miss Qianhui, who had been nervous and resentful, couldn't help but chuckle when she saw Lin Cheng was even more nervous than she was.

She patted the bed beside her, feigning a coquettish manner, and urged: "Bad guy~ it's not the first day we've known each other, why don't you come over yet!"

Hearing this, Lin Cheng took a difficult step and slowly walked to the bedside, looking with complex eyes at Miss Qianhui, whose heart was also racing.

Seeing Lin Cheng still acting like a shy little girl even after reaching the bedside, Miss Qianhui couldn't help but pretend to be angry: "Are you coming up or not!"

With a stern reprimand, Lin Cheng sat on the bed like a good baby, sitting on pins and needles. There was still some distance between them, but Miss Qianhui soon leaned onto Lin Cheng's shoulder, resting her head on it, and smiled slightly.

Lin Cheng had thought about whether things would explode at this very moment and he would pounce on Miss Qianhui.

But now... nervous as he was, his whole body's muscles were stiff. In comparison, he was more like the little bride about to be favored, and Miss Qianhui was more like the proactive husband.

But no matter how proactive she was, Miss Qianhui was still a thin-skinned girl with no experience. Her mother had once told her that as long as she leaned on her lover, the lover would guide her to do the next things.

However, her mother didn't tell her what to do if Lin Cheng was even more nervous than she was.

Soon, after the two had been at a stalemate for a while, Miss Qianhui felt a bit sleepy.

She really wanted to ask Lin Cheng if he was even a man, but she didn't have the nerve, so she could only beat around the bush.

"I'm sleepy, let's sleep."

"Hmm."

Lin Cheng also couldn't resist the sleepiness, nodded, and agreed.

Under the same quilt, although Lin Cheng had taken off his outer garment, he still didn't dare to make any moves, sleeping with his back to Miss Qianhui instead.

Miss Qianhui took the initiative to hug Lin Cheng from behind, and finally, she couldn't help but cry with grievance.

"Wuwu... Lin, do you not like me anymore?"

"Ah... how could that be? I like you the most." Lin Cheng panicked all of a sudden. He was most afraid of girls crying and didn't know how to comfort them.

"Then why don't you touch me..."

"I..."

Miss Qianhui clearly felt Lin Cheng's body tremble, and then she heard a trembling, fearful voice.

"I'm afraid, afraid that all of this is just a dream. This wonderful dream, I'm afraid of waking up and facing endless emptiness and despair again. You might not understand my feelings. I'm trying my best to maintain this dream; I'm afraid of hurting you, afraid of you leaving me, and even more afraid that the dream will shatter."

"I won't leave you." Miss Qianhui stopped crying. She tried her best to hug him tightly. At this moment, she suddenly understood that perhaps in the eyes of others, Lin Cheng was a successful and highly skilled eighth-rank blacksmith, but he was also a person with a fragile heart.

If one could avoid intense ecstasy, naturally there would be no sorrow to follow!

Lin Cheng also covered Miss Qianhui's hand; that warm hand made him feel reality.

"Do you want to hear my story?"

"Hmm."

"Once upon a time, there was a young man. He was kind by nature, but the world is unpredictable..."

Afterwards, Lin Cheng turned around, hugged Miss Qianhui, and began to tell her the story of his past life all night long.

Lin Cheng was naturally not a king, but ever since he had been honest with Miss Qianhui, he had become quite content and forgot to return home. To be honest, his mind was completely off his simple mechanical research from before; instead, he was sweet with Miss Qianhui all day long, showing off their affection to employees and customers, which made those entering the smithy miserable. Then he would be a salted fish, telling stories to Miss Qianhui at night.

And as for Miss Qianhui, she naturally liked Lin Cheng staying by her side rather than researching magic crystal internal combustion engines all day. Ordinary couples still pay attention to a sweet honeymoon period; although they weren't married yet, they already had the reality of a newlywed couple, so being sweet for a while was completely fine...

Lin Cheng and Miss Qianhui were sweet, which made it hard for Li Chang'an. She had thought that after her interference, there would be a rift between them, but she found that their relationship had become even better. This caused all the plans she had thought of overnight to be shattered before they even began.

Imperial Palace.

The Second Imperial Prince, Li Li Jian, had finally persuaded his Imperial Father to try promoting the magic crystal internal combustion engine in the country, but because Lin Cheng's progress had slowed down, he had no choice but to have someone take away the original model. In the palace, a group of craftsmen from the Ministry of Works were not completely useless. Under the request of the Second Imperial Prince, Li Li Jian, they barely made a mechanical mount that looked similar to Lin Cheng's.

However, in comparison, the mechanical mount made by the Ministry of Works was slightly bloated, and the exterior was too luxurious and extravagant. The number of passengers remained two to three, and it could barely walk or run. But soon, due to unknown problems, the mechanical mount couldn't withstand the powerful internal combustion engine and broke down. The shell was severely damaged, and some parts of the shell even softened due to overheating.

If Lin Cheng were here, he would discover that it was clearly a problem with internal air circulation, which caused the internal combustion engine to overheat and not get cooled, leading to the shell being fused by high temperature. It was lucky they didn't explode.

His mechanical wolf mount was designed with a streamlined shape all day long; air flowed in from the front holes, took away the heat generated by the internal combustion engine through condensation, and was then discharged at the tail.

But in the eyes of the craftsmen of the Ministry of Works, these ventilation holes and the emptiness inside were clearly the reason Lin Cheng was cutting corners. Even if the mechanical wolf could move, it was only due to luck.