"A longevity lock, also known as a name lock, is something you wear to ward off disasters and evil spirits, locking your life. Xixi believes in it. She says this longevity lock will definitely lock your life, and she wants you to believe in it too and wear it."

After hearing Ji Chen's words, Zhiyun's heart was in turmoil.

Teng Qianqian knew about the incident involving Teng Yuande. How could Teng Qianqian not know about such a big thing?

I thought that Teng Qianqian would have some distance from me, but since she could do this, there was no distance at all. I was still thinking about her wholeheartedly.

"When you go back, thank her for me." Zhiyun said to Ji Chen.

"Yeah." Ji Chen nodded.

Finally, Ji Chen said, "I came here to give her this longevity lock. She wanted me to bring her here, but she was afraid you didn't want to see her, so she asked me to come."

Although Ji Chen said it so sincerely.

In fact, when Teng Qianqian asked him to come, she looked so bossy that Ji Chen wanted to laugh when he thought about it now.

He doesn't look like he's trying to bother anyone; he's clearly ordering people around.

"We have to go." Ji Chen waved his hand.

Zhiyun said, "I'll take you out."

Neither of them refused.

Zhiyun sent the proprietress and Ji Chen to the door and watched them leave the Saint Diya Palace.

After the proprietress and Ji Chen left, Zhiyun turned around and saw Han Qingrang standing two meters behind her.

"You've been very silent today. Is it because you heard what the boss lady said?" He probably heard it, but Zhiyun wasn't sure.

"Yeah." He admitted that he heard it and comforted her: "Zhizhi, don't be afraid."

He took the box from her hand, took out the longevity lock, and put it around Zhiyun's neck.

"Don't be afraid of anything as long as I'm here." After putting on the longevity lock, Han Qingrang reached out and held her in his arms.

Zhiyun pressed her cheek against his chest, "Han Qingrang."

"I am here."

"What the boss lady said is true. You may not believe it, but this is where I will end up. You must accept it and take good care of our baby."

"Um."

He just responded without saying anything else.

Zhiyun came out of his arms, pulled up his hand, lifted up his sleeve, and saw a very faint scar on his wrist.

It disappeared so quickly.

Zhiyun thought to herself.

Seeing her staring at the scar on his wrist, Han Qingrang withdrew his hand without leaving a trace.

But his hand was halfway pulled back and was held by Zhiyun, "This wound is the one you cut by using your blood to save me."

After he finished speaking, Zhiyun noticed that his body stiffened, and she was sure that what the proprietress said was true.

Didn't lie to her.

He really used his blood to save her, and he used a lot of blood, and the whole room was filled with the smell of blood...

"It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, but I already know about it now." Zhiyun's tone was a little stubborn, and she didn't let go of the hand holding his wrist.

"Zhizhi, my blood can save you. This is what makes me happiest." He said in a soft voice.

"If I drain all your blood, would you be willing?" Zhiyun looked up and asked her.

"I am willing, even if it means giving you my flesh and blood to eat."

Zhiyun: “…”

Although it sounded quite scary, he got his point across.

But Zhiyun hasn't asked the most important question yet.

"Han Qingrang, are you a god?"

“…”

The atmosphere was silent.

Zhiyun swallowed, making a tiny gurgling sound, staring at him intently.

She asked so directly, without even a hint of euphemism.

Han Qingrang also looked at her, his clear eyes were calm, the light in his pupils was faint, and his thin crimson lips were gently pursed, and it was hard to tell whether he was going to answer her question seriously.

I guess it’s just another scam.

He loves to fool her the most!

From the past to now, Zhiyun couldn't count how many times he had fooled her.

"Forget it, just pretend I didn't ask this question." Zhiyun walked sideways inside.

When he walked past Han Qingrang, he grabbed her wrist and said, "Zhizhi..."

Zhiyun stopped.

The two are parallel, just in opposite directions.

He said, "Zhizhi, I am."

Zhiyun: “…”

He said he was, what was he?

Zhiyun glanced sideways and looked up at his profile, but he didn't turn his head.

The air was quiet and Zhiyun was waiting for his next words.

Han Qingrang slowly turned his voice to face her and told her the truth: "Zhizhi, I am a god."

Zhiyun: “…”

The boss lady said he was a god, a fallen god, and it was actually true...???

Han Qing asked him...

"I am a god. I come from the country of Guixu. I don't know how long I have lived. My distant memories ended three hundred years ago. I only have three hundred years of memories now. It began with you and ends with you."

"I am a god. The only difference between me and humans is that I have different blood. I will live forever, in this world, no matter how long the earth lasts or how long the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, I will live forever. I don't know when it will end."

"Zhizhi, this is me, and this is who I am."

Zhiyun never thought that all this was true.

He is a god.

A god that exists only in fantasy and fiction...

However, the only difference from fantasy and fiction is that there is no such yearning and exaggeration, no flying in the clouds, no floating in the void, no nothing.

He came from the Land of Guixu, a place she had never heard of. He was a god who could live forever, free from birth, old age, sickness, and death. He possessed blood that could heal everything...

To be more precise, it should be like a person with super powers.

"Zhizhi, are you afraid of me?" Han Qingrang's eyes were calm.

Zhiyun understood his mood at the moment.

He revealed his final trump card, and revealed it to her.

"Why did you choose to confront me? Was it because the boss lady told me, or was it because I didn't have much time, so you chose to be honest with me?"

Perhaps, both.

Zhiyun just thought so.

"Because," he said to her, the smile on his crimson lips deepening, "I think I should tell Zhizhi. I won't hold anything back from you anymore. I'll tell you everything you want to know."

Zhiyun naturally believed what he said.

Since he dares to say so, he must have thought it through and will do it.

However, she now knows his true self, and other things are not as important to Zhiyun as his identity.

He is God...

…

Zhiyun, who has no memory of her past life, learned a lot about her past life from Han Qingrang.

Including the time when her Usuda family was at its peak and when she was crowned queen, she heard all of this from Han Qingrang.

However, there was still one thing he hadn't told him.

How did she fall in love with him at that time?