Marrying My Bestie's Ferocious Brother - He Calls Me His Baby!-Chapter 39: This Wife Is Simply an Immortal!

Early the next morning, Lin Wan Yi wrapped two bottles of strawberry jam in a clean cloth, tied a beautiful knot, and headed to the leadership area at the back of the family compound.

Political Commissioner Chen’s small courtyard was clean and tidy.

The door was opened by the commissioner’s wife, Aunt Zhou.

"Oh, it’s Xiao Lin! Come in and have a seat!" Aunt Zhou saw Lin Wan Yi and immediately wore a warm smile.

"Aunt Zhou, I really want to thank you and Political Commissioner Chen for yesterday." Lin Wan Yi handed over what she was carrying, "This is a little jam I made myself, using wild strawberries picked from the mountains. Please have a taste."

"Oh dear, you child, you shouldn’t have brought anything!" Although Aunt Zhou said politely, she had already accepted it.

She unscrewed the lid, and the rich, sweet aroma instantly filled the living room.

Aunt Zhou scooped a little into her mouth with a spoon.

The next second, her eyes lit up.

"Oh my! What kind of jam is this? It’s so delicious!"

The balance of sweet and tart was perfect, the fruit aroma was unbelievably rich, even better than the best canned goods sold at the supply and marketing cooperative!

"Just experimenting on my own." Lin Wan Yi replied modestly.

"This kind of skill isn’t something you can just experiment out!" Aunt Zhou held her hand, growing increasingly fond, "That boy Yanshen is really lucky to marry such a treasure home!"

Aunt Zhou decided on the spot: "From now on, don’t call me Aunt Zhou, it sounds too formal. If you don’t mind, call me Sister Zhou!"

Lin Wan Yi followed suit, sweetly calling out: "Sister Zhou."

That call significantly strengthened the bond between the two families.

Leaving Political Commissioner Chen’s house, Lin Wan Yi felt great.

Her gift did more than express gratitude; it also built a wave of irreplaceable goodwill in the leadership family circle.

In the evening, the sky grew overcast, and the air was filled with damp humidity.

Gu Yanshen pushed open the door and walked into the room, bringing in a chill.

He hung his coat on the rack and turned to pour some water.

At the instant he bent down to pick up the thermos, Lin Wan Yi sharply noticed him subconsciously supporting his lower back with his left hand.

The action was slight, fleeting.

But Lin Wan Yi saw it clearly.

During dinner, she paid extra attention.

When Gu Yanshen stood up from the chair to get more rice, his body seemed momentarily stiff.

Lin Wan Yi understood.

For someone like him, a soldier with long-term high-intensity training, having old injuries is too normal.

Especially the waist, which can easily develop chronic issues, making rainy days particularly uncomfortable.

After dinner, as Gu Yanshen was preparing to go to the study to look at files, Lin Wan Yi stopped him.

"Wait a minute."

She turned and went into the kitchen, and shortly afterward emerged carrying a wooden basin.

The basin contained a half basin of hot water, the surface showing a light brown hue. Amidst the wisps of steam was a gentle and pleasant herbal scent.

"What’s this?" Gu Yanshen asked.

"Foot soak." Lin Wan Yi placed the wooden basin next to his feet, looking up at him, "It’s a remedy passed down in my family. Soaking in this can stimulate the blood and relieve fatigue, which is good for the body."

Gu Yanshen looked into her bright eyes. The words of refusal reached his lips but were swallowed back down.

He complied and sat down, immersing his feet in the hot water. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

The water temperature was just right.

A hard-to-describe warmth rapidly surged from the soles of his feet through his body in a domineering yet gentle manner!

His tightly-strung muscles felt like they were gently caressed by an invisible hand, instantly relaxing.

The fatigue accumulated from days of training seemed to be completely washed away by this warmth.

Remarkably, the lingering soreness in his lower back also diminished significantly.

His whole being felt light.

Gu Yanshen stared at the clear brown medicinal water in the basin, then looked up at Lin Wan Yi.

Her face carried a soft smile, focused on looking at him, her eyes filled with concern.

Gu Yanshen’s heart inexplicably softened.

"Very comfortable." He spoke, his voice much softer than usual.

Lin Wan Yi smiled, her eyebrows curved like the brightest crescent moon in the night sky.

That night, Gu Yanshen slept exceptionally soundly, dreamlessly.

Until late at night.

He was awakened by a subtle coolness.

His mind was still a bit foggy, he didn’t open his eyes immediately, just felt someone moving about him.

A slightly cool, soft little hand was cautiously lifting the hem of his undershirt.

Gu Yanshen’s body froze, his sleepiness vanished without a trace.

He held his breath, kept his eyes shut, wanting to see what she was up to.

Then he felt a cool liquid being applied to the old scar on his lower back.

It was a ten-centimeter long old scar from a previous mission, usually painless, but during rainy days, it ached dully.

The liquid touching his skin was not irritating, instead, it brought an odd soothing feeling, a cooling breath seemed to penetrate into his bones.

The residual soreness in his waist disappeared at once.

Gu Yanshen’s heartbeat echoed like a drum in the quiet night.

He slowly, cautiously opened a sliver of his eyelid.

Against the moonlight streaming through the window, he saw a scene he would remember forever.

Lin Wan Yi was sitting by his bedside, slightly bent over.

One hand lifted his shirt, the other held a thin cotton swab, dipping into a small porcelain bottle of transparent liquid, gently and attentively applying it over and over on his scar.

Moonlight fell upon her like water.

Her fair side profile, slender neck, and that white arm seemed to be coated with a layer of holy halo.

So beautiful, unlike any woman of this world.

Like an immortal mistakenly wandering from the moon palace.

Gu Yanshen’s mind went blank.

He knew that what was in that bottle was certainly no ordinary potion.

He also knew that this young wife he had just married was harboring an enormous secret.

He lay motionless, though his heart felt like it was about to leap out of his chest.

Shock, confusion, and a surging warmth that could not be described, almost overwhelmed him.

Lin Wan Yi carefully finished applying the last inch of scar, then cautiously adjusted his undershirt’s hem snugly.

She quietly stood up, preparing to return to her place.

Just then, Gu Yanshen’s breath behind her suddenly deepened.

Lin Wan Yi’s body stiffened, her heart skipped a beat as she listened carefully.

A few seconds later, the man’s breathing returned to a steady, long rhythm.

She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking he merely turned over in his sleep.

She silently laid back into the quilt.

In the dark, Gu Yanshen lay with his back to her, yet his eyes were wide open.

The cooling comfort on his lower back intertwined with the fervent warmth in his heart, keeping him awake all night.

What kind of treasure had he married?