"That's just your desire. For me, nothing is more important than protecting the most important people in my life."

"If I could, I would prefer to be an ordinary person, simply being with the person I love."

A warm current seemed to flow slowly through my heart; his eyes and his words were so touching.

Murong Kui's face was rather pale, turning red and white in turns, just like the colorful bridge that stretched across the horizon.

"You wouldn't choose me even if I gave you your life?"

She seemed to have made a great decision, and asked again.

Despite this, Ye Lisheng seemed determined, as if she had swallowed a heavy weight: "Who do you think will die today?"

Wang Qiaochuan, who was watching from the sidelines, suddenly laughed: "Actually, no one has to die. Wouldn't it be better if everyone could win?"

Ye Lisheng felt dizzy; the stick had hit him right on the temple, and it felt like something was about to burst out of his chest.

But he showed no reluctance. Instead, a disdainful smile appeared on his lips: "Sitting in the position of Celestial Master for too long, you really think you can interfere in human relations."

"Oh? Does Your Highness think you can walk out on your own?"

Although he kept putting on a brave face, seeing him like this made me feel sorry for him and my heart ached.

Beneath the wide sleeves, her hands gripped his large palms tightly, only then realizing that his palms were already soaked with sweat.

Even the strongest person will have a day of worry and fear.

Suddenly remembering how I treated him, I felt a pang of guilt. If only…

If I could turn back time, I wouldn't have acted that way, and I would definitely have loved him properly.

I no longer cling to past lives or karmic entanglements.

"How does Your Highness intend to leave this place?" Murong Kui asked with a wicked smile.

Now, she appears to him as a completely wicked woman.

It seems that the innocent girl from back then has long since disappeared, perhaps burned to death along with the flames in that fire.

Before anything happened, her peaceful days almost made him believe that she was such a woman.

Perhaps a few years later, with the help of others, he might abandon his love and marry her as his Princess of Anyang, carrying his own guilt and unease.

But an unexpected event taught him what love is.

Love cannot occur alongside one's own guilt.

Although he was injured, Ye Lisheng still thought he could easily handle them.

Suddenly, just as he was about to make a move, he felt that he could not muster any strength in his body. When he struggled again, he felt as if ants were gnawing at his arms.

The figures of the people became increasingly blurry in his eyes.

"Your Highness, we knew you were highly skilled in martial arts, and we knew we were no match for you, so we made some preparations early on."

"Whether it's Demon Lord Jiuyue or King Anyang, they both let down their guard when facing the person they love."

"I sprinkled medicinal powder on that flower, and it will spread all over your body as soon as it seeps through your wound."

"You're really despicable." I couldn't help but spit on the ground!

Instead of getting angry, he looked at me with a grin and said, "I have to thank you for this!"

"Whether in the past or now, you always manage to help us in some way."

I only have some vague memories of my past life. Although I don't know for sure, I can guess from his mocking tone that I really did some stupid things.

"The Celestial Master is really playing his cards well, thinking he has everything under your control!"

Mo Sheng seemed quite impatient with this place; all he wanted was to leave this awful place as soon as possible.

"The one who is about to die has already given you far too much advice!"

"Don't blame us. It's just that you two were suspicious of each other in your past life, and yet you met again in this life and ended up on the same path."

"Then don't blame us for being ruthless."

"Master, please," he said, handing him a sharp knife, his eyes gleaming with the cunning of a fox.

Wang Qiaochuan glanced sharply at the knife he was offered, knowing exactly what he wanted to do.

I know I can no longer live under Ye Lisheng's protection, especially now that he's injured.

An idea popped into his head, and he asked with a smile, "Will it really work?"

"What?" Everyone's eyes turned to me.

"You said that you took the Flower Spirit a hundred years ago to help you escape, so why take it again a hundred years later?"

These words undoubtedly addressed the question that Wang Qiaochuan was most worried about.

Actually, he had been thinking about this question all along.

"Just take it again," Murong Kui said, rolling her eyes at me.

"I've found myself a hundred years from now, but where will I, the Celestial Master, go a hundred years from now?"

"However, can the Celestial Master guarantee that he can find us accurately every time?"

"If it weren't for the strange celestial phenomenon that brought me to Lingqi, the Celestial Master might still be in a state of anxiety right now!"

Upon hearing what I said, Wang Qiaochuan slowly lowered the dagger in his hand.

Just then, Ye Lisheng and I exchanged glances, and we both knew each other's intentions.

With a somersault, he swept his long legs forward and lifted Wangqiaochuan to the ground.

I took the opportunity to extinguish the candle that was burning brightly.

I felt something was wrong as soon as I came in. There was a faint fragrance in the air. At first, I thought it smelled nice, but after smelling it for a while, I felt a stinging pain in my throat and weakness in my limbs.

The series of actions caught them off guard.

Ye Lisheng led me to an open space, and I finally felt much more at ease.

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