Aoqian completely shed his previous pitiful and aggrieved demeanor, as if he had become a different person.

He seemed to have been reborn, his whole being radiant and full of vitality.

"Song Xiwei, I'm not going back to Chidu. Let's find a secluded place in the mountains and live in seclusion. What do you think?"

In an extremely pleasant mood, Aoqian made a suggestion to Song Xiwei.

Song Xiwei reached out and touched Aoqian's forehead. It wasn't hot; he didn't have a fever.

"Young Master, do you know that we are currently being besieged by various forces?" Song Xiwei felt a chill run down her spine just thinking about it. Although it seemed like they had passed this time, Aoqian almost died at her hands.

The terrifying thing about the power of the primordial spirit is that once you use enough, you will definitely lose control. If you lose control, you can save yourself once, but can you do it a second time?

She can't take the risk.

"Didn't you always tell me that the warmth of everyday life was wonderful? I thought you didn't like Chidu. Do you regret coming to me?" Aoqian didn't get the answer he wanted, and his disappointment was obvious.

Song Xi sighed and said, "Young Master, now is not the time to throw a tantrum. It's time to think long-term. If you don't return to Chidu and live in anonymity, Chidu will be taken over by others. Don't you care about your people and your clan?"

He naturally understood what Song Xiwei was saying.

That was the responsibility he, as the young lord of the demon race, should shoulder.

But he just wanted to selfishly fight for himself once.

He couldn't bear to let Song Xiwei fight for him.

He wanted to have this wonderful person all to himself, and he was content with just a peaceful and quiet life with his partner.

He didn't want to care about anything else.

But Song Xiwei seriously mentioned responsibility.

She has never been a muddle-headed person.

Just as she insisted on helping herself, she always kept her word and did what she said she would do.

On the other hand, if he were to abandon even his own people, she would feel that he was cold-blooded and heartless, not a responsible person worthy of trust.

Aoqian was sad for a while, then realized that he really shouldn't have shirked his responsibilities.

Our time together as a couple will have to wait a little longer.

He didn't want Song Xiwei to be disappointed in him.

"I was just saying it offhand. It's not that easy to hide one's identity. I know my own identity and I know my responsibilities," Ao Qian replied seriously to Song Xiwei.

Seeing that Aoqian was clearly unhappy, Song Xiwei reached out and took Aoqian's hand, "I will stay with you."

Ao Qian grasped Song Xiwei's hand, his heart pounding. "Mmm."

Aoqian still had residual poison in his body, and coupled with the fact that Song Xiwei almost killed him, he was actually still very weak.

Song Xiwei dared not rush him on his journey, and she knew very well that the closer they got to Chidu, the more difficult each checkpoint would be.

The more this happens, the more we need to help Aoqian recover.

"How about I help you suck out the last bit of residual poison?" Song Xiwei felt that Aoqian already knew the importance of things and shouldn't refuse her.

Besides, the venom I got before didn't have much of an effect on me, did it?

The coldness brought by the venom has been gradually overcome and adapted to by the body.

Song Xiwei's voice was gentle and comforting.

Ao Qian's heart fluttered wildly.

But she still stood by her word and refused, saying, "No. Everything has its balance, and we can't break it now."

Song Xiwei may have adapted to the side effects of the venom, but Aoqian could see it clearly.

Song Xiwei's beautiful eyelashes were covered with icicles, and her eyes were frosty.

She was clearly uncomfortable, but she was forcing herself to overcome it.

Aoqian wished Song Xiwei would return the venom to him; he only wanted Song Xiwei to be unharmed.

How could you bear to let her transfer the remaining poison to herself?