"So Master still remembers the promise you made to me. But what about your promise that you would never let anyone hurt me?"

"That...that's your own fault. If you hadn't hurt Ling'er first, things wouldn't have come to this."

Hearing his words, Wan Ge laughed even more unrestrainedly: "Hahaha, you're saying it was all my fault first? It's all my own fault. Yes, I was too lenient with her back then. Even though Master broke his promise to only accept me as his disciple, I still accepted her. It's all truly my own fault."

Gu Ming spoke again: "Ling'er is willing to get along with you, so why do you still target her at every turn?"

"If that's the kind of discipline you're talking about, then there's no need for the Emperor to tell me."

"I am your master!" It is my duty as a master to discipline her.

"You're not to me anymore." Wan Ge's tone turned cold, and another tear fell from her eye.

Gu Ming was slightly lost in thought when he saw the tear that fell from her eye. In his memory, although Wan Ge would sometimes act coquettishly with him and had a mischievous phase, she never cried.

Before they met Yunling, Wange had never shed a tear in their memory.

"What do you mean?"

Wan Ge took a deep breath, stretched out her hand, and the falling petals landed in her hand. The delicate petals were instantly burned to ashes by the raging fire in the next second.

"What do you mean? You and I are like fallen petals and peach trees. From the moment I fell off the Execution Platform, we could never go back. You are no longer my master to me."

"This is my place. If Your Majesty has nothing else to attend to, please leave."

Gu Ming tried to step forward again, but A Yan immediately blocked his way: "Didn't Your Majesty hear what my wife said? If you have nothing else to say, please leave."

"Who do you think you are, daring to obstruct me?" Gu Ming simply shoved him aside.

Ayan stumbled a little, but was quickly supported by Wange.

With one hand supporting her lover, Wan Ge brandished a sword with the other, pressing it directly against Gu Ming's throat.

"You actually intend to turn your sword against me for his sake?"

“He is my husband, and you, Emperor, I have no position in the Immortal Clan, not even your subordinate. I only address you as Emperor out of respect for your status. If I didn’t want to, you would just be a stranger among my own kind.”

Gu Ming admitted that he was hurt by the words "Stranger Immortal" and took two steps back.

Ayan said calmly, "Your Majesty, please return."

After speaking, he returned to his bedchamber with the help of Wan Ge.

…

"Are you really not hurt?" Wan Ge was still a little worried. As an emperor, Gu Ming's immortal power must be very strong. She wondered if A Yan was alright after being pushed like that.

Ayan gently shook her head: "I'm not hurt, don't be afraid, I was just pretending for him."

"That's good." Otherwise, Wan Ge felt that she didn't want to continue acting with them.

"Sir, you clearly don't care about them anymore, so why do you still act like you care about them..." Ruan Ruan asked, somewhat puzzled.

Wan Ge smiled and said, "You want to ask me why you're acting like you care about them? As if they've hurt you badly."

"Yes, not only for Qingyue, but also for Guming." Ruanruan originally thought it was the original owner's residual consciousness that made her care so much about her brother who she used to depend on, but later she felt something was wrong.