Chapter 134 A Dream

Xihe nodded subconsciously. She had really thought about it, and more than once.

"Sometimes I think, if I had met you a few years earlier, maybe... everything would have been different."

People are always like this. When facing difficulties, they always think of countless "what ifs".

Xihe always thought that if she had come earlier, holding the "Emperor's Strategy" in her hand, perhaps Xiao Mingxuan would not have lost his mother, his relatives, and would not have suffered the pain of living under someone else's roof for many years.

He will be like the person in his dreams, precious and protected, and raised like a treasure.

They would not stand on the opposite side and search for answers like they do today.

Xiao Mingxuan was silent for a moment, his mind flashing back to the past twenty years. It was as if the wind had a purpose, adding a touch of sweetness as it struck the flowers and plants. "If I could go back in time, I would rather go to your spiritual world than here."

The life of a mortal has an end, and he wants to be with the little girl for eternity.

"Spiritual Realm?" Xihe was momentarily surprised by Xiao Mingxuan's answer. "Why do you want to go there?"

"Because there, we won't be hostile to each other, and there won't be so many grievances and grudges between us."

No killing, no hatred, no death, no separation.

Only each other.

Xihe suddenly laughed out loud, "Well, you're starting to daydream too."

Xiao Mingxuan looked up at the sky. Although it was raining and the sun was not shining, it was still daytime. "It's a rare opportunity to be confused. What's wrong with having a dream?"

Xihe giggled. This situation was perfect for drinking and singing. It was a pity that they had finished drinking the wine. It was such a pity.

"So tell me, what will happen in the spirit world? How are you going to get to know me?"

Xiao Mingxuan didn't know what his identity would be in the spirit world, but thinking about the evil things he had done, he probably thought he was a ghost crawling out of hell.

"I'll probably ask someone for directions first, and then come find you."

Xihe smiled and continued, "I live in Zhaohua Palace, so don't go the wrong way. If you accidentally enter the palace of another immortal, I won't save you if you are chased out!"

"Zhaohua Palace, I'll remember that." Xiao Mingxuan secretly memorized the name. He had once imagined whether they would meet again in the spirit world after death, but later realized it was wishful thinking. The little girl was a god, so she could return. He, a mere mortal, would probably enter the cycle of reincarnation.

Millions of years later, no one will remember them, and they will no longer remember each other.

"And what do you want me to do?"

Xiao Mingxuan suddenly felt the jade pendant on his chest getting slightly hot, and he even felt as if it was burning his chest. It penetrated his skin and connected with his heart, and wherever it went, there were fireworks, as if it wanted to burn away all the filth. He slowly opened his mouth and expressed his long-standing expectations.

"I want to marry you."

He doesn't want just one life.

From heaven to earth, from life to life, Xihe is the person he wants to spend the rest of his life with.

Xihe was stunned, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her lips opened and closed slightly, but she couldn't say a word.

Xiao Mingxuan pinched the little girl's cheek like he did when they were little. While she was still in a daze, he pulled her over and leaned her against his knees. "Don't look at me like that. It will only make me want to bully you more."

Xihe never had a clear understanding of her own appearance, and she never knew how attractive her silly look was.

Xihe quietly brushed against Xiao Mingxuan's knees, rarely refutating. After a moment, she asked in a hoarse voice, "And then? You want to live in my Zhaohua Palace?"

Xiao Mingxuan's hand that was patting Xihe's back suddenly stopped, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he asked, "No place to live? That would be miserable for me. I can't just live on the street."

Xihe was so amused that she burst into laughter. "I do have a place to live, but... Xiao Mingxuan..."

"What?"

Xihe suddenly stood up and moved closer to the other person. Their faces were so close that they could smell the warm breath. With just the slightest movement, he could kiss her. "Isn't this... marrying into the wife's family?"

Xiao Mingxuan was not willing to show weakness either. He put his arm around Xihe's slender waist and pulled her closer. Their noses touched, causing Xihe's eyes to become hot and she almost cried.

"Xihe, you are the only person in the world who dares to let me marry into your family."

Prince Jing Xiao Mingxuan was known for his ruthlessness in Beili. Less than two years after returning, he had dealt with his royal brothers and even placed the Emperor of Beili under house arrest in the palace, monopolizing military and political power.

He was the monarch behind Beili, and every aristocratic family was eager to marry him. Not to mention how fierce the competition was for the position of "Prince Jing's Consort", even Prince Jing's concubines and maids were eager to marry him.

In the whole world, the only one who dares to let Prince Jing Xiao Mingxuan marry into his family is the person in front of him.

"What's the matter? Do you think the position of the male master of the spiritual world is unfair to you?" Xihe teased deliberately.

After saying that, he thought the fire was not burning brightly enough, so he added another handful of wood and said, "Poor thing, it seems I can only find someone else."

Xiao Mingxuan pursed his lips and smiled, a hint of determination flashed across his brows, "You try and see if I can break your dog legs."

"Hey!" Xihe is soft-hearted and will only be tougher if you confront her. "How dare you! Do you think this is the place? That's the spirit world. I'm the boss of the spirit world. Even that lunatic Tiandao has to give me some ground! You still want to break my legs? Are you dreaming?"

With the word "this sire", the Xihe in front of him seemed to coincide with the goddess in his memory. Xiao Mingxuan closed his eyes, calmed his mind, and then slowly opened them.

He can tell the difference.

"That's right." Xiao Mingxuan thought about it and agreed with Xihe's statement. The little girl immediately raised her tail to the sky, but unexpectedly, she lowered it again with the next sentence, "Then it's better to follow you."

The two of them simultaneously recalled the same words they had said in Jiangnan, and it felt like a lifetime ago.

It turns out that so much time has passed.

"Wherever I go, you go too?" Xihe lay back down again, raised his head and asked, supporting his chin.

Xiao Mingxuan nodded, "Wherever you go, I'll go. We...will never be separated again."

Until death takes us far away, to the same place.

Xihe chuckled softly, "I remember there were many interesting things in the spirit world, including endless stars, endless grasslands, and a peach forest behind the Zhaohua Palace that flourished year-round. Oh, right! There's also a tall building that soars into the clouds. I used to love standing on it and looking down. You probably haven't seen it."

Xiao Mingxuan smiled.

Actually, I have seen it.

I saw with my own eyes you fall from a tall building, into the dust, and turn into ashes.

They seemed to be really drunk, talking to each other, their imaginations running wild, and they began to think about the unrealistic past and future.

It was not until many years later that Xihe suddenly remembered this day and suddenly realized it.

It's not that it's blissful to be confused, it's just a "Yellow Millet" created by two sober people for themselves when they know that the situation is hopeless.

Three lives of a Buddha, just a dream.

Searching up and down, just to save yourself.