How was Li Qianfan's sleep quality last night?
He felt as if he had just closed his eyes, and after only a second, it was already six o'clock in the morning when he opened them again.
During these past eight hours, he hadn't dreamed at all.
At most, in his half-conscious state, he had sensed someone snuggling into his embrace.
This kind of sleep was nothing special to Li Qianfan.
Perhaps.
Even if he could halt his aging, he would never regain the sleep quality of a young man in his early twenties, before the primitive 209 was activated.
In short, Li Qianfan's current sleep quality was exactly the same as that of a vigorous man in his early thirties.
The only thing that brought him comfort was this.
When he was with Shen Chongchong, his state had not only not regressed with the "increase in age," but had become even more abnormal with the increased activity of 209.
If he were to truly unleash his full power and charge recklessly, it was estimated that three porcelain dolls bound together could be smashed to pieces by him.
So.
What about Su Nanyin's sleep quality last night?
It was better than it had ever been!
Yes, it was truly better than it had ever been.
She even had a childhood dream, being held in her father's arms, humming a lullaby and rocking her back and forth.
She suddenly raised her hand and reached towards Li Qianfan's right ear.
Li Qianfan instinctively tilted his head.
She said, "Don't move."
Li Qianfan quickly felt a slight pain on his scalp.
Su Nanyin, however, bit her lip and slowly placed her hand in front of him.
In her slender, fair, and healthy palm lay a single strand of hair.
A white hair!
Li Qianfan's pupils immediately contracted slightly.
Yesterday morning, to ensure he was in the best state of mind to welcome guests from all sides, Chongchong had specifically used an electric trimmer to trim his hair.
He didn't have a maternal uncle, so he didn't need to worry about the custom of not cutting hair in the first lunar month.
At that time.
Chongchong had even praised his hair quality, saying that he probably wouldn't have a single white hair even at sixty years old.
He himself had been quite pleased, admiring himself in the mirror for a long time without seeing a single white hair.
But this morning—
Su Nanyin silently stood up and walked into the master bedroom.
When she came out again, she was holding a small mirror.
Li Qianfan took it, held it by his ear, and looked at it sideways.
Near his temples, there were several white hairs.
They looked particularly glaring!
Yesterday morning, Li Qianfan's hair was still as black as lacquer, but this morning, he had several white hairs.
What was going on?
Even if he was constantly aging rapidly, he shouldn't have grown white hair overnight.
According to his grandmother Yang Xiao's calculations.
Li Qianfan still had at least seven months of aging left.
A normal man with no blood-related hereditary diseases would only start to develop white hair around the age of thirty-four or thirty-five, at the earliest.
Could it be—
Li Qianfan, who was still thirty yesterday, was now thirty-five this morning?
Aging four or five years in a single night!?
"It might be related to me."
Su Nanyin lowered her gaze and said softly, "The night before last, and last night, we were both on the sofa. You represent water, the source of vitality, while I am a sponge."
When a sponge and water are together, the sponge will definitely absorb water.
To put it in the terms of the Xuanmen: "As long as Li Qianfan and Su Nanyin are together, the latter will absorb his vitality to make herself younger. But when both are awake, her influence on him is very slow. Because when she desires, he instinctively activates his defenses to refuse. But when both are asleep, she becomes like a sponge, absorbing water frantically. The premise is that the two must have physical contact."
Li Qianfan said nothing and put down the small mirror.
Su Nanyin continued, "This is the miraculous, or rather, the bizarre effect of the Four Phoenixes Circling the Rafters formation. It further accelerated your aging. To stop your aging, unless—"
Unless what?
Su Nanyin didn't say.
Li Qianfan didn't ask.
She suddenly stood up: "Let's go, I'll take you somewhere."
"Where to?"
Li Qianfan asked.
"To find Meng Yue."
Su Nanyin said, picked up a black trench coat from behind the door and put it on, then took out a pair of large sunglasses from her pocket.
Heh!
With these large sunglasses on, her empress aura ascended even further.
Seeing her from the front courtyard, Kui Su couldn't help but exclaim in admiration: "Young Madam! You look like you've suddenly become two years younger today."
Su Nanyin smiled slightly, opened the door, got into the car, and personally drove Li Qianfan.
She knew that although Li Qianfan appeared calm on the surface, his mind must be in turmoil.
No one could drive normally after aging several years overnight.
The probability of an accident increased significantly when anyone drove in a distracted state.
"The Young Madam and the Young Master look more and more matched today. Strange, why do I feel like the Young Master looks even more mature than the Young Madam?"
Uncle Kui watched the car drive away, shaking his head with a look of bewilderment.
At half past ten on the morning of the seventh day of the Lunar New Year.
Inside Meng Yue's workplace.
Su Nanyin paced back and forth on the open ground in front of the door, constantly making phone calls.
Li Qianfan sat quietly on the steps, gazing at the sky in a daze.
According to the original plan.
They were supposed to go to a certain place at ten o'clock to handle the establishment of the Dark Blade with Mr. Zhao.
But when Su Nanyin discovered that Li Qianfan's aging speed had accelerated, she could no longer worry about anything else.
When she drove over from home, she made an excuse to take leave from Mr. Zhao and would go in the afternoon.
"Mr. Yang, this is Su Nanyin."
Su Nanyin walked to an open space at least thirty meters away from Li Qianfan before calling Yang Xiao.
Getting straight to the point: "I want to know when you can find the Gu King and have Ms. Su Ziyu stop Li Qianfan from aging."
It was past four in the morning in Longxu.
Upon receiving Su Nanyin's call, Yang Xiao immediately realized that something had happened.
Indeed.
"I have dispatched a large number of people to the Miao territory. Originally, I intended to ask for your help. After all, you have lived in that area for so many years."
Yang Xiao's tone shifted: "Qianfan's aging speed has accelerated?"
"Yes."
As it was a matter of great importance, Su Nanyin dared not conceal the slightest bit.
She truthfully recounted that they had both been alone on the sofa for the past two nights; that this morning Li Qianfan had white hair, while she clearly felt younger; that she had specifically come to find Meng Yue to prove her guess; and that they would use the most professional laboratory equipment to test the actual age of their cells.
Yang Xiao fell silent.
After a long while, he slowly asked, "If only you can save him, are you willing?"
Su Nanyin replied faintly, "I am willing."
Yang Xiao asked again, "Afterward, you will atone with your death, right?"
Su Nanyin replied without any hesitation: "Yes."
Yang Xiao then said, "But if you die, the Four Phoenixes Circling the Rafters will be completely broken."
Su Nanyin asked, "What does that have to do with me?"
Yang Xiao didn't know how to answer.
"My remaining life has only one last task."
Su Nanyin said softly, "And that is to ensure Li Qianfan lives and takes good care of Mao Mao Chong Ya. Beyond that, I will not care about anything else, whether it's sea or land transport. Because all of it combined is not as important as giving me peace of mind."
Yang Xiao said, "He will miss you after you die. After all, the men of the Li family are all passionate types. It is even possible that your soul will linger and entangle him after your death, in a strange way. Just like when Duan Xiangning died by the Canglong River in Hancheng to save Nanfang, she still tenaciously entangled him years later."
Li Nanfang had a rather complicated romance with Duan Xiangning, the eldest daughter of the Duan family of Dali, when he was young.
Later.
Duan Xiangning died protecting Li Nanfang from bullets in Canglong Cave by the Canglong River in Hancheng.
Years later, Duan Xiangning's soul began to entangle Li Nanfang.
This led to Li Nanfang's mental instability.
To bring Li Nanfang back to normalcy, Yue Zitong stimulated him to wake up by committing suicide.
This was a secret the Li family had always been unwilling to disclose to the outside world.
Yang Xiao was now telling Su Nanyin this (in fact, Su Nanyin had vaguely heard about this before, just not in detail).
This was precisely because Su Nanyin, whom he was certain was an iron-willed woman, had decided to atone for her sins (her love, her purity) by committing suicide immediately after preventing Li Qianfan's aging.
"Although I don't understand Feng Shui."
Yang Xiao said finally, "But since you formed that formation with Qianfan, after you save him and then commit suicide, you will definitely entangle him day and night! Because you have atoned and will no longer feel indebted to anyone. You can then unscrupulously entangle the person with whom you have a complex relationship."
Su Nanyin stood frozen on the spot.
After a long while.
She asked, "Then what should I do?"
"That's your business, it has nothing to do with me. I will only proceed with my own plans according to my own schedule."
Yang Xiao's cold and unsympathetic tone ended the call.
If it weren't for the fact that this woman was currently the only hope of preventing his eldest grandson from aging, and he couldn't afford to anger her, Empress Dowager Xiao would have already said words like, "Idiot! Why so many sins? If you dare to die, I'll have your corpse exposed for three years."
Yang Xiao hadn't said it.
But Su Nanyin could hear it.
Her eyebrows and the corners of her eyes twitched incessantly—
Footsteps sounded from behind her.
It was Meng Yue, looking shocked.
She held the freshly printed laboratory report and quickly walked up to Su Nanyin.
She said in a low voice, "Your actual cellular age is twenty-nine. Qianfan's actual cellular age is thirty-three."