Lu Yunsheng stood on the edge of the cliff, with a cold bright moon above her head and a cool wind blowing on her back.

Without her noticing, a poisonous spider was quietly approaching her heel. Just as it was about to pierce its poisonous needle into the sole of her foot, a flash of light suddenly appeared behind her!

"Aying! Don't move!"

The little golden dragon hiding in the bushes suddenly jumped out, waved its dragon claws, and the spiritual light was as sharp as a blade, instantly cutting the poisonous spider into two pieces.

Lu Yunsheng was startled by the sudden noise, the gravel under his feet loosened, and he fell backwards -

"A Ying!"

The golden dragon's pupils suddenly shrank and he pounced over without hesitation. In order to hug her better, he transformed into a human form and wrapped his arms around her.

However, the cliff was slippery and he didn't have time to steady himself, so they both fell into the bottomless cliff.

The wind was whistling, and Lu Yunsheng subconsciously grabbed his clothes. Qingyuan always held her tightly in his arms, with golden light flowing around him, gradually slowing down her falling momentum.

Finally, both of them landed safely at the bottom of the cliff. The air was thick with fog and the surroundings were eerily quiet.

Lu Yunsheng broke free from his arms and staggered to his feet, his face pale but stubborn.

"I'll heal you!"

Qing Yuan gathered spiritual power in his palm, wanting to heal her, but she pushed him away.

Lu Yunsheng looked at Qing Yuan's handsome face in the moonlight and felt very complicated. "You followed me?"

"I……"

Qing Yuan was a little embarrassed, and his voice lowered a few notes involuntarily, "I just wanted to send you off."

"Send it to me?"

Lu Yunsheng's expression froze, "What do you know?"

Qing Yuan smiled bitterly, "I know everything. I am the dragon prince of Lingqi Continent, and you are a mystic from another world. We should have been two parallel lines, but we intersected because of an accident. Now you want to reverse the original trajectory and escape from this accident."

"…How do you know all this?"

Lu Yunsheng's voice trembled a little when he asked the question.

She had some guesses in her mind, but she wasn't sure.

Qing Yuan gave her the answer with a somewhat self-deprecating tone: "He told me."

Lu Yunsheng knew who this "he" was without asking.

She took two steps towards Qing Yuan and asked nervously, "Is Master Jiu safe now?"

When Qing Yuan heard that she cared so much about him six hundred years later, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

"Safety……"

"That's good."

Lu Yunsheng slowly lowered his head, a slight smile appearing at the corners of his lips.

That smile was like the first handful of snow water melting in early spring, clear and transparent, but fleeting.

Qing Yuan stared at her in a daze - he always loved her smile the most.

But at this moment her smile was like a blunt knife cutting his heart.

"Listen to him..." Qingyuan's Adam's apple rolled, his voice was hoarse and out of tune, "We have a child."

The fog at the bottom of the cliff suddenly became thick, and every breath was stinging.

Lu Yunsheng's drooping eyelashes cast two trembling shadows under her eyes, and she unconsciously clenched the corner of her clothes.

Her ears could hear the sound of little Chongming calling her "Mom" and "Mom" in the egg.

If she left now, would Xiao Chongming disappear?

"Nothing will happen to the child."

Qing Yuan seemed to know her concerns. He smiled and said, "He has found a way to have the best of both worlds. After you leave this cycle of time and space, you and the child will be safe."

"Where's Master Jiu? Will he be okay?"

“I won’t…”

Hearing Qingyuan's confident words, Lu Yunsheng breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, Qingyuan and Jiang Beiting have already communicated with each other. If Jiang Beiting said that, it means that he is indeed sure.

But when she looked up at the crystal tears in Qingyuan's eyes, she felt as if a huge rock was pressing on her heart.

She explained, "Qingyuan, I understand your feelings for Ah Ying, but for me, you and I are in the past, or even in our last life. Also, my name is not Xuanying, my name is Lu Yunsheng, a disciple of the Dragon Country Huoxuan Sect, and the granddaughter of Lu Miaojing. In short, there is no possibility between us."

"Yeah, I understand."

Qing Yuan reached out and stroked the hair beside her ear, and said softly: "No matter who you are, you will always be the stupid little bird in my heart. When you go back to your world, you must eat well, don't kick the quilt when you sleep, and take good care of yourself."

"Also, I'm passing on a message for him six hundred years later. Whether it's Qing Yuan or Jiang Bei Ting, we are all very fortunate to have met you and fallen in love with you."

Lu Yunsheng was puzzled. Was he delivering a message for Jiang Beiting?

When she returns, she can see Jiang Beiting again. Why does she need Qing Yuan to pass on the message?

The night wind swept across the cliff with the last trace of chill. Lu Yunsheng's fingertips trembled slightly, but were wrapped in warmth in the next second - Qingyuan had stood in front of her without her knowing, and his dragon-patterned robe gently covered her shoulders.

His fingers were long and slender, with distinct joints, and had the slightly cool temperature unique to the dragon race, but when they touched the tip of her nose, it inexplicably made her heart tremble.

"You won't miss me, will you?"

He chuckled, his voice carrying a hint of teasing, yet also seeming to hide something deeper.

Lu Yunsheng did not reply. He turned around and looked up at the sky as if deliberately avoiding the question.

The faint light from the dome is spreading out little by little, like ink diluted by water, or like a silent farewell.

Qing Yuan stood quietly behind her, neither trying to keep her nor saying anything else.

Until the first rays of sunlight penetrated the clouds——

Her figure gradually faded in the light, turned into tiny stars, and scattered in the wind.

The faint fragrance of her hair remained on his trembling fingertips, and his thin lips moved lightly, "Goodbye, Ah Ying."

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