"Since you're alright, then... then I'm alright too. But if you really have something on your mind, please tell me, after all, I'm your wife..."

As she spoke, Xuan Qing'er's eyes welled up with tears, her nose tingled, and she couldn't help but let them fall. Every time she talked about his wife, she felt so proud and happy, but why did she feel so much pain and helplessness now?

Was there really a problem in their relationship? Did that sword strike truly sever all ties between them?

Xuan Qing'er was very scared, really scared.

However, the strong-willed Xuan Qing'er, not wanting Yin Yang to notice, quickly turned her head away and said, "None of you have had breakfast, have you? I'll go prepare some snacks..."

After saying that, he fled as if he were escaping.

Watching Xuan Qing'er's retreating figure, Yin Yang clutched his chest, the pain deep within him growing stronger. Staring blankly at her back, he asked, "Qing'er... were you... heartbroken for me just now?"

Has she forgotten that she and Yin Yang share half of each other's soul?

After the pain and suffering, Yin Yang suddenly realized that even if Xuan Qing'er had no memory, she could not escape the fate of being entangled with him!

Yin and Yang, standing still, understood this matter and suddenly smiled, their smile as radiant as the rising sun in the east.

Since fate has already determined his other half, what is there for him to fear?

Yin Yang let out a long breath. Perhaps all the destinies in this world are preordained!

Yin Yang's figure vanished from the spot in a flash, and the next second he caught up with Xuan Qing'er, embracing her from behind.

Xuan Qing'er was slightly taken aback. "Yin and Yang?"

"I'm sorry, Qing'er, I neglected you because I was in a bad mood. But now I've figured it out. I shouldn't be afraid, I shouldn't be afraid that you will reject my feelings. Instead, I should learn to be brave like Gu Liyan and believe in our destiny to be together forever."

Yin Yang held Xuan Qing'er tightly and said, "Believe me, no matter how many lifetimes we go through, our destinies will be bound together by a red thread that no one can separate. Even if it's tied in many knots, as long as I remember you, I will make sure you remember me for everything I've done!"

Xuan Qing'er smiled and turned to look at Yin Yang. "So, Yin Yang, you don't dislike me? It's because you like me too much that you're so troubled by not wanting to go through reincarnation with me again?"

Yin Yang blinked, blushing slightly. "Uh... it's probably like what you're saying..."

"Hehe, Yin Yang, you are truly my wonderful husband!"

Not only Xuan Qing'er, but even the gloom between Yin and Yang was swept away.

What they understand now is the priceless value of friendship, which has nothing to do with fate.