Chapter 457 Wherever you are, that's where my soul will return!

When Li Qingluo woke up, she felt much more refreshed.

She circulated her still not very deep internal energy and found that the losses from yesterday had quietly returned.

She couldn't help but look up at Duan Rongshi, who was propping his head up on the low couch by the window, clearly having made do with that for the night, and her heart skipped a beat.

Then she quietly got up, grabbed the blanket, and went over. Just as she covered him with it, the person in front of her woke up.

"Did you sleep well?"

He rubbed his temples and gave her a slow smile.

Li Qinglu hesitated for a moment before asking, "Why...why don't you go to bed? I mean, it's more comfortable in bed..."

Although they have been married for a year, they have never actually shared a bed.

If this were to get out, I'm afraid no one in the world would believe it.

Li Qinglu felt a little nervous.

She glanced to the side, feeling somewhat embarrassed to meet Duan Rongshi's gaze.

Duan Rongshi smiled, lifted the blanket off himself, and gently pulled Li Qingluo along.

She then sat on his lap.

"Want me to sleep with you?"

Li Qingluo blushed instantly.

Where?

"Although Miao territory isn't as cold as Jinling, it's still winter. I'm just worried you'll catch a cold... cough, if you insist on sleeping outside, who cares?"

She struggled to get up.

But Duan Rongshi held him tightly.

"Don't move."

"Luo'er, it's not time yet. Don't rush."

"Besides, such a major event just happened in the Witch Moon Cult. If we get too intimate, I'm afraid you'll feel uncomfortable."

Li Qingluo: ?

Isn't sitting on my lap intimate enough?

Besides, what do you mean it's not the right time yet? Why is she in such a hurry?

Just as Li Qingluo was about to argue with him, Que'er's voice came in: "Miss, it's Mao Shi (5-7 AM). Are you and His Highness going to get up? Those people down the mountain are already sneaking along the shortcut towards the cliff behind the mountain."

Li Qingluo quickly replied, "I'll be right out."

When Duan Rongshi left the room, he had already put on a new mask.

Dressed entirely in black, wearing a black mask, he resembled a night stalker, concealing his true self completely.

Where is this Prince Su who never got involved in a single drop of blood or dust?

Li Qingluo thought about how he was about to 'die' and couldn't help but laugh, saying, "I really don't know what you're up to."

"I'm afraid those people in Jinling are going to be in trouble again."

Duan Rongshi looked down at her and said, "After we get through this, I'll explain everything to you in detail."

"Remember, from now on, I am just like them, your guard."

Li Qingluo's eyes lit up: "A guard? Are you serious? Not like before in Jinling, just an act to follow me for a day or two?"

Duan Rongshi took her hand and led her outside: "Of course."

Li Qingluo was still a little incredulous: "You're not in a hurry to leave?"

Duan Rongshi stopped in his tracks: "Why are you leaving? Luo'er, I came here to find you."

"However, I may not be able to give you the grand wedding gift for the princess for the time being. Will you be disappointed?"

As soon as Duan Rongshi finished speaking, Li Qingluo excitedly hugged him tightly.

"None of that matters!"

"Ah Shi, is what you said about the others true?"

"I thought you were just coming to see me, and then you'd go back to doing your own important things."

"I thought you would only stay for a few days before leaving."

"You've really come to reunite with me?"

She will inevitably be held back by the Miao people for the time being and will not be able to leave so quickly.

Li Qingluo was genuinely overjoyed that he would stay with her the whole time.

Seeing her so happy, Duan Rongshi felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

On their wedding night, he had no choice but to leave her behind, promising to return soon, but a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

She didn't resent her husband; instead, she planned to go to the frontier to find him first.

If it weren't for their unexpected reunion, they might have remained separated for who knows how much longer.

Duan Rongshi gently patted the person in his arms: "My wife hasn't come home yet, where can I go?"

"Luo'er, wherever you are, that's where my soul will return."

"We will never be apart again."

He lowered his head and gently touched the top of her head, like a dragonfly skimming the water.

The two smiled at each other; since their reunion, their hearts had finally come together completely.

When Li Qingluo and Duan Rongshi were about to head to the back mountain, they found Jinhua waiting for them under a large banyan tree halfway there.

It seems she woke up quite early.

And they sat under that tree for an unknown amount of time.

This is where Li Qingluo discovered Dong Siyuan's body yesterday.

Now, there's a pile of stones under the banyan tree. Did Jinhua bury him with her own hands?

Thinking of the entanglement between the two for half a lifetime, Dong Siyuan finally mustered up the courage to stay and follow in Jinhua's footsteps again, but fate played a cruel trick and they were separated forever.

Li Qingluo could empathize with him.

But he knew that Jinhua's heart must be hundreds or even thousands of times more aching than his own!

This entire Witch Moon Cult isn't just about Dong Siyuan; it also includes hundreds of her family members and followers...

Such pain and hatred are like being slowly sliced ​​to pieces, even more unbearable and devastating than losing one's own life.

"Senior Sister Jinhua."

Are you alright?

Li Qingluo quickly went over and helped Jinhua up.

The rain that had been falling all day had quietly stopped before dawn, but the smell of blood that permeated the entire Wuyue Sect manor could not be washed away no matter what.

Jin Hua looked up at Li Qingluo with a dejected expression: "Luo'er, my Wuyue Sect is now a graveyard."

"I'm afraid I won't survive either."

"Thank you... If it weren't for you, I would have perished in that forbidden area yesterday, and I wouldn't have had the chance to see the Witch Moon Cult that I destroyed."

She smiled bitterly and swayed as she stood up, relying on Li Qingluo's hand.

"Senior Sister Jinhua, let's not talk about those discouraging things."

"You will definitely live well."

"You haven't found your natal Gu, but it might not be dead yet. Isn't that right?"

If the natal Gu dies, the Gu master who raised it will not live past twelve hours.

Therefore, if Jin Hua's natal Gu dies... then right now, she doesn't have much time left to live.

But what if the little golden snake is still alive?

If the little golden snake can still crawl out of the pile of rubble in the forbidden area within these twelve hours, Jin Hua will be safe.

But Jin Hua was nothing more than a walking corpse at this moment; her heart had died along with the destruction of the Witch Moon Cult.

Whether I live or die is no longer important.

"Luo'er, let's hurry to the back mountain."

Li Qinglu led everyone to the pile of rubble on the back mountain.

She intended to use the pretext of Lingjun finding the treasure to hand over the greedy members of the other major sects to the Gu Python.

Let them see what the Witch Moon Cult has been guarding for the past hundred years!

And what kind of monster did they want after they joined forces to slaughter the Witch Moon Cult?

"Walk!"

Instead of charging out directly, Li Qingluo and his group went around to the other side and climbed up the steeper cliff face, then lay down behind the rocks.