Chapter 54 I'm sorry, "You should divorce your husband immediately."...

Inside Foyun Temple.

The young man, his eyes veiled in white gauze and draped in a kasaya, stood under the marriage tree, one hand clasped together and the other gently stroking the prayer beads.

As if sensing something, Wu Shanqing slowly turned around.

At this moment, Yue Mingxi descended, retracted her white wings, and stared intently at Wu Shanqing.

He still looks exactly the same as he did seven years ago. Seven years have not left any trace on him; the only change is that he has lost weight.

You were already quite thin seven years ago, how come you've become so thin again? Is it because you don't like the dragon blood fruit? Have you been sleeping well these past few years? Are you still suffering from insomnia?

Yue Mingxi had so many questions she wanted to ask him, so many things she wanted to say to him, but it felt like there was a huge rock stuck in her throat, and she couldn't utter a single word.

At the temple gate, Yun Ci looked at the two of them with gentle eyes and withdrew her foot.

Yun Ci put her hands together, softly uttered "Amitabha," and quietly walked towards the chanting hall.

"Esteemed benefactor, are you here to hang a red ribbon on the marriage tree?"

The clear, crisp sound of Wushan Mountain awakened Yuemingxi's consciousness.

Yue Mingxi paused, then felt a sharp pain in her chest.

Just how badly injured was this guy? He's lost even the most basic ability to recognize people.

Looking up at Wu Shanqing, Yue Mingxi said softly, "It's me, Wu Shanqing."

The prayer beads stopped in his palm, and Wu Shanqing's body stiffened.

Blinking her wet eyes, Yue Mingxi asked anxiously, "What's wrong with your eyes? Can't you see again?"

Wu Shanqing's breath hitched, and his heart pounded.

She raised her hand and removed the white veil, her beautiful eyes staring at Yue Mingxi in disbelief.

"You...you, what brings you here?"

Yue Mingxi was on the verge of a nervous breakdown. She had barely finished speaking and hadn't even had a chance to look at Wu Shanqing when she turned her head away, covered her lips, and began to gag.

Wu Shanqing stepped forward, took Yue Mingxi's arm, his face clearly showing heartache, but his words were serious and cold.

"Why are you here? You shouldn't be here. Go back to your world."

A surge of anger welled up in Yue Mingxi's heart. She abruptly raised her head and glared angrily at Wu Shanqing.

"If I hadn't come, you would have become skin and bones."

Wu Shanqing dared not look at her. He was afraid that if they made eye contact, he would lose control and do everything in his power to keep Yue Mingxi with him.

Turning his face away in a flustered manner, Wu Shanqing pursed his lips and said calmly, "I'm fine, but you, why did you throw up?"

Hearing his distant tone and seeing him remove his hand from her arm, Yue Mingxi gritted her teeth and felt suffocated.

Didn't we promise to be together forever? Now we're pretending to be strangers.

Alright, then she did as he wished.

With a snort, Yue Mingxi said, her mind in turmoil, "I'm pregnant."

Wu Shanqing's heart stopped, and he couldn't catch his breath. He raised his hand, took out a handkerchief, and coughed violently.

The handkerchief was instantly stained black, and Yue Mingxi was startled. She hadn't expected that her words would provoke Wu Shanqing to such a state.

Immediately, Yue Mingxi stepped forward to support Wu Shanqing and quickly opened her mouth to explain.

Before she could even speak, Wu Shanqing grabbed her arm tightly, gripping it so hard it hurt.

The voice of Wu Shanqing, gritting her teeth, came from beside her ear: "I'll raise the child after it's born. Get a divorce from your husband as soon as possible."

Yue Mingxi: "..."

"Is it okay?" Wu Shanqing shook her arm.

Now you know to try and keep me, why were you pretending to be a stranger just now?

Yue Mingxi said angrily, "Who are you? What right do you have to tell me what to do?"

"I'm your boyfriend." Wu Shanqing's eyelashes trembled, and he looked at her with a pitiful expression.

Yue Mingxi's heart softened immediately, and the explanation slipped out, "I lied to you, I'm not pregnant, I don't have a husband. All these years, I've been all alone."

Wu Shanqing's face was pale, devoid of any color. Hearing this, he breathed a sigh of relief and weakly smiled at Yue Mingxi, "Me too."

As soon as she finished speaking, Yue Mingxi's shoulder slumped, and Wu Shanqing collapsed onto her.

She reached out and hugged Wu Shanqing, then blinked and tears streamed down her face.

"If you're my boyfriend, could you please stop pushing me away?"

"I'm very capable now. I can not only protect myself, but also protect you."

Tears fell onto Wu Shanqing's cassock, slightly denting the fabric and leaving round wrinkles.

Just like the letter Wu Shanqing left her seven years ago.

He simply picked up Wushan Qing horizontally and carried Yuemingxi towards the meditation room.

Wu Shanqing was still living in the same Zen room as before, and Yue Mingxi found it very quickly.

After placing Wushanqing on the bed, Yuemingxi began to take Wushanqing's pulse.

With her fingers resting on Wu Shanqing's wrist, Yue Mingxi's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

The condition of this body has actually deteriorated to this extent.

Wu Shanqing said it was fine, but if this dragged on any longer, he would really become skin and bones.

As she withdrew her hand, Yue Mingxi felt a surge of relief.

Fortunately, I now have the ability to cure him.

Yue Mingxi cast a soothing spell on Wu Shanqing and gently kissed the corner of Wu Shanqing's forehead.

She raised her head slightly, her eyes crinkling as she looked at him with tender affection.

"Wu Shanqing, get a good night's sleep. Only when you're well can I save you."

Finally, with a reluctant touch on Wu Shanqing's face, Yue Mingxi stood up, preparing to go and talk to Yun Ci.

For the past seven years, Yue Mingxi has never stopped working, and she has mastered the power of the spirits.

No more having to manually activate the spirit's power as before.

Walking into the chanting hall, Yun Ci stood up from the prayer cushion, looked at Yue Mingxi with kind eyes, and put her hands together, saying, "Little Xi, it's been a long time."

Yue Mingxi also put her hands together and bowed to Yun Ci, saying gently, "Uncle Ci, it's been a long time."

Yun Ci smiled and led Yue Mingxi to sit down in front of the chair.

Yun Ci poured a cup of tea for Yue Mingxi and pushed it in front of her, smiling as she said, "I knew Xiao Xi would come to talk to me about Xiao Wu. This cup of tea was specially brewed for you. Xiao Xi, you've really worked hard all these years."

Yue Mingxi's nose tingled, and she looked up and smiled, "I'm not that tired."

Yun Ci shook his head, looked at Yue Mingxi gently, and said with pity, "This humble monk can see that Xiao Xi's current cultivation level is even higher than Xiao Wu's back then. These past seven years must have been extremely difficult for Xiao Xi."

Yue Mingxi smiled, using the act of drinking tea to conceal her expression, "Uncle Ci, you're exaggerating too much."

Yun Ci smiled faintly and poured Yue Mingxi another cup of tea.

“Uncle Ci,” Yue Mingxi said softly, “did you tell Wu Shanqing about the surprise I mentioned before?”

"I did tell him," Yun Ci said apologetically. "I'm sorry, Xiao Xi. After you left, I was afraid that Xiao Wu would lose his appetite as before, so I took it upon myself to tell him."

Yue Mingxi shook her head. "I should be thanking Uncle Ci. Thank you for telling him. I was just worried. Dragon blood fruit is so nutritious, how come Wu Shanqing is so thin?"

With a slight frown, Yue Mingxi looked up at Yun Ci earnestly, "Uncle Ci, can you tell me what exactly happened in these past seven years?"

"Okay." Yun Ci nodded gently.

-

Even after walking all the way to the front of the Qingchan Temple in Wushan, Yuemingxi was still in a daze.

No wonder Wu Shanqing's first thought upon seeing her was to drive her away.

No wonder, when Wu Shanqing looked into her eyes, there was always a heavy sadness mixed with happiness.

It turns out that this world has not escaped the fate of collapsing.

It was Wu Shanqing who was clinging to life with his own, desperately trying to support this world and slow down its collapse.

That's what allowed the world to survive to this day.

But judging from Wu Shanqing's situation, this world is not far from collapsing.

Yun Ci secretly told Yue Mingxi that Wu Shanqing had been desperately searching for a way to contact her for the past three years, but had not succeeded.

Three years later, Wu Shanqing, for some unknown reason, began to shave his head and become a monk. Yun Ci tried to persuade him to stop, but to no avail, so she had no choice but to let Wu Shanqing go his own way.

However, during these four years, while chanting Buddhist scriptures and reciting Buddhist mantras every day, Wu Shanqing never stopped searching for Yuemingxi.

This time, however, it wasn't about finding Yue Mingxi's contact information, but rather desperately researching ways to see Yue Mingxi.

Unfortunately, connecting to another world is too far-fetched and has never been successful.

When Yun Ci spoke, she still looked confused about Wu Shanqing's actions, but Yue Mingxi immediately understood the cause and effect.

Upon learning all this, Yue Mingxi felt a sharp pain in her heart.

Wu Shanqing, you big fool, saving the world has already made you extremely weak, why do you still desperately do these futile things?

With a "click," the door to the meditation room was opened from the inside.

Yuemingxi was so agitated that she took three steps back.

Seeing her reaction, Wu Shanqing felt a pang of pain in her heart. Looking at Yue Mingxi with heartache, Wu Shanqing's eyelashes trembled. "I'm sorry, Yue Mingxi, I'm sorry about what happened seven years ago."

Seeing Wu Shanqing's distraught appearance, Yue Mingxi secretly thought to herself.

Yue Mingxi, look at you! You're so easily scared now, like someone who's been bitten by a snake once and is now afraid of a rope for ten years. With your current cultivation level, you clearly don't need to be afraid of any powder attacks anymore.

Raising her eyes, Yue Mingxi said playfully, feigning ease, "Sorry, I suddenly slipped, hahaha."

After saying that, Yue Mingxi scratched her head, feeling that the atmosphere was getting even more uncomfortable.

Wu Shanqing looked sad, lowered his head, and whispered an apology: "I'm sorry."

To create a strange atmosphere, Yue Mingxi stepped forward and hugged Wu Shanqing tightly.

Looking up at him, Yue Mingxi smiled and said, "Wu Shanqing, how many times do you want to say sorry? You already said sorry in the letter seven years ago, and I forgave you long ago."

Wu Shanqing suddenly raised his head, too afraid to move in Yue Mingxi's arms, and murmured helplessly, "I thought you would never forgive me again."

“How could that be?” Yue Mingxi laughed. “You have your reasons. If our identities were reversed, I would definitely send you away too.”

This time, Wu Shanqing finally made a move, gently embracing Yue Mingxi, "I'm sorry."

Yue Mingxi's eyes stung, and she hugged him even tighter.

"Wu Shanqing, the one who hasn't forgiven yourself is actually yourself, isn't he? For the past seven years, haven't you been blaming yourself? Please don't do this."

"Don't be so hard on yourself, okay? You've already done an amazing job."

Tears fell onto Yue Mingxi's pink dress, which was a gift Wu Shanqing had given her for her eighteenth birthday.

Unexpectedly, Yue Mingxi has stayed until now.

Wu Shanqing said sadly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. If only I were more capable, if only I were more capable..."

Yue Mingxi raised both hands to wipe away his tears, then vigorously rubbed Wu Shanqing's cheeks with both hands, and smiled with her eyes crinkling: "Wu Shanqing, are you a parrot? You keep saying sorry."

"No," Wu Shanqing said softly, looking down at her.

Yue Mingxi gently pinched his cheek, "I forgave you seven years ago, so you should forgive yourself too."

"Look how skinny you are, like skin and bones, you're not easy to pinch."

As she spoke, Yue Mingxi's tears fell uncontrollably. "For the past seven years, you've only been able to taste dragon blood fruit. How did you manage? I'm so sad. Wu Shanqing, my heart aches for you. How could you have suffered so much?"

Wu Shanqing, flustered, pulled her into his arms and hurriedly wiped away Yue Mingxi's tears, coaxing her, "I saw it. It's not bitter. The dragon blood fruit you improved is very sweet. I especially like eating it. I saw the surprise you prepared for me."

Sniffing, Yue Mingxi asked with a nasal tone, "Then why are you still so thin?"

Wu Shanqing looked at Yue Mingxi and chuckled softly, "Saving the world is too much work."

Also, I think of you every day, so much so that I can't eat or drink, and I have no appetite even for the sweetest dragon blood fruit.

However, Wu Shanqing was too embarrassed and ashamed to say this.

After all, he was the one who personally sent Yue Mingxi away.

Yue Mingxi hugged him tightly, "I'm really powerful now, and I can save the world with you."

Blinking, Yue Mingxi looked at Wu Shanqing and said seriously, word by word, "This time, you won't be able to push me away again."

"Okay." Wu Shanqing replied to her with a faint smile, just as earnestly.

Yue Mingxi breathed a sigh of relief, raised her eyes and asked the question she had wanted to ask from the beginning, "Wu Shanqing, I clearly cast a sleeping spell on you, so why did you wake up so quickly?"

Wu Shanqing's bloodless face gradually flushed red, and after a long while, she said shyly, "I missed you so much."

Yue Mingxi blushed as well. "I've always been here. You should go to sleep now."

"No," Wu Shanqing said, clinging to her.

Fortunately, there were only the two of them in the meditation room; otherwise, if they had been hugging at the door, Yue Mingxi would have chased Wu Shanqing inside long ago.

Blinking, Yue Mingxi looked at his shiny bald head and slowly asked, "Wu Shanqing, why did you become a monk?"

Raising a hand to touch his bald head, Wu Shanqing looked down at Yue Mingxi, pursed his lips, and asked softly, "Doesn't it look good?"

"It looks good." Yue Mingxi nodded vigorously.

With his head shaved, Wu Shanqing's facial features and bone structure became more defined, making his already beautiful eyes even more stunning.

Unable to resist, Yue Mingxi reached out and ruffled Wu Shanqing's hair, her eyes full of laughter. "I'm just curious, why did you become a monk?"

Wu Shanqing said softly, "I pray for you."

“But,” Yue Mingxi blinked, “you can pray for blessings even if you’re not a monk. It doesn’t matter who you are, as long as you’re sincere.”

“If you shave your head and become a monk, you’ll definitely be more devout,” Wu Shanqing said seriously.

Yue Mingxi shook her head and chuckled for a moment, "Wu Shanqing, are you treating me like a three-year-old?"

Wu Shanqing paused. "Did you see the scribbled words on my letter? That shouldn't be the case. I clearly used a brush to color it all black. You shouldn't have seen that."

Yue Mingxi looked at him with a smile, "Guess?"

"You must have seen it." Wu Shanqing sighed softly and rested his head gently on Yue Mingxi's shoulder.

"I became a monk partly because I felt that it would make my prayers for you more sincere, and partly because three years have passed and I have been unable to contact you or see you. I was afraid that you had found a good partner and would be heartbroken, so I shaved my head and became a monk."

"Are you stupid?" Yue Mingxi felt a pang of sadness.

Wu Shanqing raised his head and looked at her, puzzled, "How did you see the words under that black background? I thought you definitely couldn't see them, so I didn't rewrite them on new paper."

Yue Mingxi smiled. "I'll tell you tomorrow, okay?"

"Why tomorrow?" Wu Shanqing leaned closer to her and kissed her ear.

Yue Mingxi quickly covered her ears, her eyes crinkling as she said, "Weren't you still a monk? Why are you kissing me?"

Wu Shanqing bent down and kissed Yue Mingxi's other ear. His beautiful eyes curved up as he looked at Yue Mingxi earnestly and said, "The moment I met you again, I had already returned to secular life."

Thump, thump, thump—a raging tsunami surged in Yue Mingxi's heart, waves crashing over her heart one after another.