Long Jingyuan felt distressed and even wanted to abandon all of this immediately, disappearing for a few days, ten days, or even longer, until Wu Yue gave up the idea of ​​changing her eyes.

"Longlong?" Seeing him in a daze, Wu Yue gently tapped his head and smiled, "I believe in your skills. Besides, you're a spirit from the capital, skilled in magic, you'll definitely succeed."

After a pause, the young Long Jingyuan smiled slightly and said, "I... will help you."

...

In front of Gao Zhan, Long Jingyuan gave Wu Yue's eyes to Su Qin'an.

Gao Zhan found the scene before him surreal. At first, he thought it was just a process of a highly skilled doctor performing acupuncture and applying medicine, never imagining that it would involve gouging out another person's eyes...

That person was still Miss Wuyue.

Gao Zhan suddenly couldn't understand. If Miss Wu Yue was willing to give up her eyes for the young master, she must not be a heartless person. So what was the reason for everything before?

Half an hour later, the eye transplant was finished. Long Jingyuan gave him some instructions and then had Gao Zhan, who was unaware of the truth, hold Su Qin'an's arm and use a little magic to send the two of them home.

Before leaving, Long Jingyuan repeated Wu Yue's instructions: "Don't tell your young master whose eyes were replaced."

The dormitory suddenly fell silent.

The boy reached up and flicked his hand upwards, setting up a protective barrier.

Bai Tang was unconscious, but the real Wu Yue was perfectly awake.

She watched helplessly as Long Jingyuan gouged out his own eyes and inserted them into Bai Tang's eye sockets.

The eyes of the spirit lost their luster the moment they shed their true form, as if everything was about to wither.

Wu Yue didn't wake up until late that night.

When I woke up, there was no one around me.

She had expected a completely dark world, but the candlelight was warm and bright, casting shadows on her bedside. A cool breeze blew, causing the candlelight to dance and sway.

Wu Yue suddenly got off the bed and rushed to the bronze mirror.

The person in the mirror has a pair of golden eyes, and is stunningly beautiful.

Wu Yue stared blankly for a long while before vaguely beckoning someone over and urgently asking, "Where is Young Master Long? Bring him here."

"Master, Young Master Long left two hours ago. Before he left, he said: 'Sister Yue, old friends and family, see you again someday.'"

Wu Yue waved her hand weakly, signaling him to leave.

The woman slumped wearily on the chaise lounge, closed her eyes, and her tangled thoughts gradually cleared.

It takes time for the eyes to align with the body.

Two hours! Only two hours have passed. Fortunately, there is still time. If it had been any longer, another half hour, the eyes would have truly merged with her body.

At that time, it will be impossible to return Long Jingyuan.

Wu Yue hurriedly took out the remaining talismans from before, including pain relief talismans, preservation talismans, purification talismans... there were about twenty kinds in total.

She wanted to remove Long Jingyuan's eyes, purify them, and preserve them carefully so she could return them to him someday, and say goodbye to him—

Thanks.

Little friend, your eyes are so precious, how can you just give them away to others like that? Silly boy.

...

Back at the Su residence, Gao Zhan, whether he hadn't heard Long Jingyuan's instructions or for some other reason, told Su Qin'an everything about the eye transplant after Su Qin'an woke up, including the process, whose eyes it was, and who performed the procedure.

That night, Su Qin'an sat at his desk for a long time.

The divorce papers were torn to shreds.

-

In fact, with Long Jingyuan's strength, as long as he is still in the capital, as the origin of the capital, he can know who is looking for him in an instant.

However, on the day he left the Witch's Mansion, he buried himself in "The Realm, the Heavenly Spirit Road," a third space where spirits and monsters could live, which could temporarily silence the sounds around him.

Later here, he met his close friend Yan Chiyu and his confidante, the mermaid princess Jiahe from the Di people.

Long Jingyuan may or may not know that there is someone who has been looking for him all along.

However, he was certain that those eyes were well preserved in Sister Yue's body, and he could feel the refreshing and pleasant sensation emanating from them.

Decades later, or rather decades later, he could no longer sense his own eyes...

He thought that Sister Yue must have passed away peacefully.