Chapter 91. [Latest] My Beloved Returns (Exclusive Release) - Main text complete. ...
At first, only Lu Zhaoxin knew that Mu Meng was going to descend the Endless Cliff.
He had tried to persuade him, he had practically worn his lips out. He believed that in anyone's eyes, this was a meaningless and completely unnecessary matter—why would a dead person who had committed countless evil deeds take the Red Heart Pill? He would just kill and commit arson with even less restraint, it was obvious even to a fool.
But Mu Meng completely ignored him.
Not only did they not listen, they also demanded that he keep it a secret and not tell anyone else.
Lu Zhaoxin was frustrated. As the Ghost King, he ruled a realm and could not abandon his responsibilities to accompany Mu Meng down the Endless Cliff. He could only watch helplessly as she made up her mind about this matter that no amount of effort could change, and she was incredibly proactive. Two days later, she had made all the necessary preparations and began to carry out the operation.
Unable to control Mu Meng, he was so angry that he felt terrible all over. After thinking it over, he had no choice but to give up drinking.
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Mu Meng knew there were three paths to descend the Endless Cliff; he had taught her when she and Mu Qingheng walked together that day.
The first time, she chose the path she had taken before. She paused slightly when she passed the Seventh Realm, Mu Meng. After a moment's thought, she decided not to let Mu Guicheng worry about her and continued downwards until she reached the end where there was no path and it was still pitch black.
This road is not a viable option.
The second path chosen was much longer than the first. After passing the seventh realm of Mu Meng, they continued for a long time, but it ultimately led to a dead end as well.
This path is also not feasible.
However, what she didn't expect was that because she went further the second time, it took too long. Although she had informed her family beforehand that she was going on a journey, the problem was that her sister tried to contact her several times but couldn't find her. The situation was already special, and her long absence almost drove her relatives and friends crazy with worry. Lu Zhaoxin couldn't withstand the pressure and had no choice but to tell them what Mu Mengzheng had done.
Upon learning that Mu Meng wanted to go down Endless Cliff again, Mu Luo was the first to disagree:
"Mengmeng, why do you insist on going to such a dangerous place? Now that the monster is dead, its purpose is no longer important. If it were any other place, it wouldn't matter, but Endless Cliff is inherently treacherous and dangerous, and it's also where that monster was born. It's so powerful; if you really find its lair, there are things even more dangerous than it there... How can I, your sister, be at ease?"
Mu Meng returned for the second time and began preparing to take the third path within a few days. Mu Luo was extremely worried and did not want to let her go at all.
Mu Meng touched her nose. She knew that it was a big deal, and acting cute would be useless. She could only explain seriously, "Sister, please let me go. I don't know what kind of answer I want, but I just can't let go."
She chuckled softly, "Actually, from any perspective, I should get to the bottom of this. There's only one path left, and if I go there, there are only three possible outcomes."
"Firstly, this last path is also a dead end. The places I can reach are limited, and the Endless Cliff is vast and deep. So even if I am unwilling, I have no way to investigate further. Secondly, I find the monster's lair and resolve my doubts. Whether the reason is earth-shattering or mundane, it will fulfill a wish. At worst, there is a third possibility: there are indeed enemies there that I cannot handle. But if I really die there, you will know that there are accomplices of the monster at the bottom of the Endless Cliff. They must be plotting an even bigger conspiracy. You can take precautions in advance so that we will not be caught off guard by a greater catastrophe in the future."
Mu Luo opened her mouth, but found that she didn't know how to refute her sister's words. In the end, she could only say, "Fine, if you insist on going, then I'll go with you."
“That won’t do,” Mu Meng couldn’t help but laugh, leaning gently on Mu Luo’s shoulder and whispering coquettishly, “Sister, I know I’m very willful, and I know you’ve always spoiled me. So I’m sorry, sister, this way you won’t be able to be willful.”
She raised her head, her gaze filled with both dependence and guilt: "You are not only my sister, but also my brother-in-law's wife, Ze'er's mother, and my father's daughter. You bear the responsibilities of the Celestial Clan. How can the two of us go down the Endless Cliff together?"
Mu Luo felt a pang of heartache: "But how could I..."
“Sister, I can’t tell anyone else, but I can tell you anything.” Mu Meng smiled. “You know, this is his last faint connection in this world. Although it’s a bit far-fetched, it really is the last one.”
That's really a stretch.
Although the monster was formed from Mu Qingheng's heart, the moment he cut it out, the heart was nothing more than a discarded, lifeless mass of flesh.
When it transforms into a monster, its behavior, its purpose, its thoughts, and its desires are all irrelevant to Mu Qingheng.
Mu Luo remained silent for a long time before finally letting out a long sigh and gently stroking Mu Meng's hair: "Alright. I'll allow you to go, but Mengmeng, don't forget, you are also my and Awei's sister, Ze'er's aunt, and Father's daughter. You must come back safely."
Mu Meng nodded seriously and solemnly, and silently hugged Mu Luo tightly.
...
The third time she descended the cliff, she still went down from the desolate tomb. However, Mu Meng did not expect that someone would be waiting for her at the edge of the endless cliff this time.
The man, dressed in black with white hair, possessed deep-set, handsome features, while the woman beside him was gentle, beautiful, and captivating. Standing side by side, they looked exceptionally well-matched.
Why are Sheng Sheng and Feng Xixue here?
Mu Meng walked forward with a surprised look. When she got closer, she first saw Feng Xixue and Yu Sheng holding hands. She understood what was going on. She had been going up and down Endless Cliff for the past few months. After not seeing each other for so long, the two of them had actually developed to this point.
Then, a sense of melancholy washed over him. It was a pity that neither of the two girls Brother Sheng had fallen for ultimately reciprocated his feelings. Sheng Sheng had finally fallen for Feng Xixue, so it seemed Brother Sheng had made a regretful exit from the game.
Unexpectedly, Brother Sheng's love life has been so bumpy; it seems that his destined partner has not yet arrived.
Yu Sheng was overjoyed to see Mu Meng and hurriedly ran towards her, saying, "Sister Mengmeng."
Seeing her, Mu Meng was naturally happy and smiled as she pinched her soft, fair cheek. "What brings you two here?"
She was both amused and exasperated: "Lu Zhaoxin, that big mouth! I thought he only told my sister and the others, but how many other people did he tell?"
Yu Sheng quickly explained for Lu Zhaoxin: "Actually, it's not Lord Lu's fault. When you went missing a while ago, Brother Feng and I were very worried. We were searching for you with the people of the Heavenly Clan. We were right next to Sister Luo when he told her, so that's how we found out."
As she spoke, Feng Xixue slowly walked forward from behind and gently and carefully put her arm around her.
Oh, I misunderstood Lu Zhaoxin. Mu Meng smiled and said, "So that's how it is. I was too quick to scold you. But why did you come to see me off? It's windy here, and Sheng Sheng isn't in good health. I hope she doesn't get sick again."
She said the last sentence while looking at Feng Xixue.
Before Feng Xixue could speak, Yu Sheng couldn't help but suggest, "Sister Mengmeng, let me go down Endless Cliff with you. You were gone for so long last time, I'm a little worried. I heard it's dark and cold there, how will you manage to go alone?"
Mu Meng felt both soft-hearted and amused. Sheng Sheng had only recently regained her demon identity and had just come into contact with these things. Naturally, she only knew that Endless Cliff was dark and cold. But logically speaking, Feng Xixue should have been very clear about the dangers here. Without strong enough spiritual power, she would probably lose her life down there. Why didn't he stop her?
Mu Meng rolled his eyes noncommittally, then looked at Feng Xixue first, "Sheng Sheng wants to accompany me down the Endless Cliff, you... agree?"
Feng Xixue smiled, her gentle gaze falling on Yu Sheng. Seeing the determination on her face, she said, "I'll go with you."
"No, stop! None of you are allowed to go." Mu Meng finally understood. It didn't matter what Feng Xixue was thinking. He simply couldn't refuse any of Yu Sheng's requests. With his high spiritual power, he naturally had a foolproof way to protect Yu Sheng.
Mu Meng was truly amazed. Fortunately, Sheng Sheng was well-behaved and sensible. Otherwise, it would have been too outrageous for her to be so indulged and spoiled by Xi Xue. "I understand your intentions, but it won't work. I absolutely disagree."
Yu Sheng still wouldn't give up: "But..."
"Sheng Sheng, you don't know, the path down there is strange. People can't get too close to each other. If we get down there, you can't stay with me and Feng Xixue. It's too dangerous, and we'll worry." Mu Meng said this in a gentle, nonsensical way.
Since Feng Xixue couldn't bear it, then let her persuade her. Anyway, this silly girl is very simple-minded and knows nothing about Endless Cliff, so she will believe whatever she says.
As expected, Yu Sheng frowned slightly after hearing this, still very worried: "Then what should we do?"
"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing," Mu Meng said with a smile, patting Yu Sheng's head. She then turned to Feng Xixue and instructed, "Take good care of Sheng Sheng."
She knew she could completely trust Feng Xixue, but she still couldn't help but give her some advice.
Feng Xixue's voice was deep and strong: "I know, take care."
Yu Sheng was reluctant to part with Mu Meng and accompanied her all the way to the edge of the cliff before letting go of her hand. "Sister Mengmeng, you must be careful and come back soon."
Mu Meng smiled and said, "Okay."
This is the last time; she will only be willful this once. From now on, she will never let anyone worry like this again.
...
This road was significantly longer than the previous two. After passing the seventh realm, we walked for a very, very long time, so long that we almost lost our sense of time.
This dark road, which seemed to have no end, gave Mu Meng a clear understanding of the "endlessness" of the Endless Cliff for the first time.
This feeling is lonely and desolate. The farther you go, the smaller you seem to become, and the more you can measure the vastness and expanse of this world.
Mu Meng felt that she had at least walked the path twice as long as her previous failure.
It's not that I haven't thought about giving up; in fact, the thought has crossed my mind more than once: Go back, the road ahead is long, and I have no idea how much longer I'll have to go. Is this really worth it?
But it's unclear what sustained her, but she still made up her mind and persevered.
Just as Mu Meng began to seriously consider whether she had been gone for half a month, a month, or two months, she suddenly noticed a very faint light below—blue, pale, and indistinct in the darkness, probably quite far away.
But at this point, distance was no longer an issue; Mu Meng felt that this was pretty much the end of her journey.
Sure enough, when he arrived at the location of the blue light, Mu Meng felt a familiar aura that was almost dissipating—it was the aura of the monster.
It was indeed here that it transformed into a monster. Mu Meng crouched down and entered the cave. The cave was extremely narrow, but it was filled with spiritual energy. She looked around and found that every part of the cave wall was covered with densely packed characters.
Mu Meng looked at them one by one.
As she looked around, she marveled to herself: This place is truly a precious place. No wonder it can nurture such a wondrous creature. Not only is it full of spiritual energy, but it also records many powerful formations, none of which are found outside, and she has never even heard of them before.
Each item he picked up was a supreme codex, awe-inspiring and magnificent. It was such a waste that the monster had occupied this treasure land for so long.
As Mu Meng read, she silently grumbled to herself, slowly walking forward until she reached the end. She had only read two lines when she suddenly froze.
Immediately afterward, she held her breath and leaned closer, her hands trembling as she read the words. Even after finishing, she remained breathless, as if afraid of making a sound that might shatter this joyful dream.
The words on the page were obscure and profound, and she was never one to have a photographic memory. But for some reason, with each line she read, the words were deeply imprinted in her heart, never to be erased—as if all her hard work and effort had been for these precious words at this moment.
This is a strange and ancient formation called Sumei. Unlike the formations that enhance spiritual power or powerful attacks, this formation is simple and unadorned; it can simply grant the holder's any wish.
However, it requires powerful spiritual energy, and even more so, a rare treasure of this era: the Crimson Heart Pill.
Mu Meng let out a long breath, and hot tears streamed down her face.
She thought, "So that's how it is. So that monster had a wish that it had to fulfill, but she didn't know what it was, and it didn't matter anymore."
At this moment, the most important thing is—she also has a wish.
A wish that has never been extinguished, yet which I know is utterly impossible.
She possesses powerful spiritual energy.
There is no need to compete for the Crimson Heart Pill.
She is a natural holder.
...
The sun is warm, and the apricot blossoms in Kunlun are in full bloom.
The branches are covered with delicate pink and white flowers, and their light and refreshing fragrance floats in the air, filling the room with a cool and refreshing scent.
The long sword that Mu Meng polished every day was gone, replaced by a man lying on the bed with his eyes closed and fully clothed. He lay quietly on the bed, his long eyelashes as thick as raven feathers, drooping innocently, adding to his quiet and obedient appearance.
His skin was as delicate as cold porcelain, so white it was almost transparent, while his lips were a vibrant and rich color. Coupled with his long, sharp eyebrows that were as dark as ink, he was like a richly colored painting, handsome and dashing, with an absolutely stunning appearance.
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Mu Meng's wish was simple.
She wants Mu Qingheng, she only wants Mu Qingheng.
However, because she suddenly obtained a way to revive Mu Qingheng, she was so excited that she almost immediately activated the magic array after returning home. But she forgot that she should add an important clause to her wish—she wanted Mu Qingheng to wake up immediately, without delaying even for a quarter of an hour.
However, there was nothing they could do; this formation could only be activated once. For now, they could only wait, feeling wronged and frustrated, for Mu Qingheng to wake up on his own.
At that moment, Mu Meng pushed open the door and came in. He leaned over the bed and looked at the bed carefully for a long time before finally sighing softly, "Brother, you really, really can sleep."
She took his intact left hand, rested her face on the back of his hand, and murmured, "Actually, I know you should rest more. But if you think about it, you've been in the Six Harmonies Divine Sword for almost a year now, and... it's been almost a month since you came out. Why don't you wake up, say a few words to me, and then go back to sleep?"
Mu Qingheng had an elegant appearance and a calm demeanor, remaining as quiet as ever.
Mu Meng sat up straight, rested his chin on his hand, looked at her for a while, and couldn't help but reach out and touch her cheek.
Without destruction, there can be no construction. The scars on my brother's face and the injuries to his fingers and legs have all healed. It's likely that the Shattered Soul Dream and the Nine Poisons Devouring Bone within his body have also been cured without medicine.
Just as she was lost in thought with a slight smile, she suddenly noticed someone entering the scene.
Mu Meng went out and saw that she was pleasantly surprised and said, "Sister? Didn't you just leave a couple of days ago? Why are you here to see me again? And you even brought this little guy with you."
As she spoke, she happily rubbed Mu Zeyu's cheek in Mu Luo's arms.
Mu Luo handed Mu Zeyu, who was repeatedly asking to be held by his aunt, to her: "When Father learned about my brother's situation, he was so happy that his illness improved by seven-tenths. However, he is not yet able to travel, so he did not come. But he found a bunch of spiritual medicines from somewhere and asked me to bring them over personally. He also wants me to take both of you home to live with me."
Mu Meng nodded gently. As for Mu Qingheng's sword sacrifice, her sadness and grief were silent and she could still bear it; but her father was already old, and the heart-wrenching pain made him fall ill all at once.
Now that he has received this good news and his illness has improved, it is indeed a great thing.
"Just going home to live..." Mu Meng thought for a moment and then said, "Sister, I had thought about going home before, but Brother's identity is special and he has been through all this. If we go back to the Heavenly Clan, who knows how many people will come to visit him, which is not good for his recovery. It would be better for Kunlun Mirror to be quiet and peaceful. Once he has recovered and woken up, we will go home."
Mu Luo nodded: "You're right. Don't worry, I'll handle things with Father."
Mu Meng hugged Mu Zeyu tightly, smiling with her eyes narrowed: "Thank you, sister."
Mu Luo gently poked her forehead and said with a soft laugh, "You're clearly happier now, and you're much more lively, just like a little kid."
Mu Meng smiled and led her sister into the room. Watching her put the things she had brought aside, she realized how happy her father was. There were many ancestral treasures that she had never seen before, and some she didn't even recognize.
She chuckled, "Why would we need all this? Father is being too anxious. Brother's pulse is very steady, his spiritual energy is abundant, and there's nothing wrong with his body. He's just waiting to wake up."
“This isn’t just Father’s gift,” Mu Luo explained with a smile. “This was sent by Yunze Realm. These two items are gifts from the Ghost King and the Demon Emperor, respectively. Mu Qing… my elder brother, is the son of the Heavenly Emperor. He saved the world from suffering, and everyone wishes for his full recovery and return.”
"What's past is past, but the future can be shaped. Hoping he wakes up is your wish, my wish, and the wish of all of us."
Mu Meng felt an overwhelming warmth in her heart, and a thousand words welled up in her mind, but in the end, they all turned into a gentle smile.
She smiled and turned to look at Mu Zeyu, pinching the tip of his nose: "I haven't asked you yet, why did you come here? Did you miss your aunt?"
Mu Zeyu knew he shouldn't interrupt adults, so only when Mu Meng asked him did he smile and reveal his two little tiger teeth: "I miss Auntie, and I miss Uncle too. Auntie Mengmeng, can you take me to see Uncle?"
He had heard that his uncle had sacrificed himself to kill a monster, and he was saddened for a long time. A few days ago, when he heard his mother mention that his uncle had returned, he couldn't contain his excitement and had been wanting to come and see him.
Mu Meng smiled and said, "Of course you can."
She carried Mu Zeyu into the house. The child in her arms saw Mu Qingheng sleeping peacefully on the bed and softly exclaimed, "Uncle's face is healed..."
He exclaimed sincerely, "Uncle is so handsome, probably the most handsome person in the world."
Mu Meng chuckled, glanced at Mu Qingheng, and thought that Ze'er's words made a lot of sense. She relaxed and couldn't help but have a mischievous idea to make things difficult for him: "Wait a minute, you used to describe me like this, so tell me, is Aunt Mengmeng prettier, or is Uncle prettier?"
Mu Zeyu was indeed in a dilemma. He frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration and said affectionately, "Then the child born to Aunt Mengmeng and Uncle must be the most beautiful."
Mu Meng choked, utterly incredulous: "What...what nonsense are you talking about?"
"Huh? Really?" Mu Zeyu was a little confused, then pointed to Mu Qingheng on the bed as if he knew a lot. "I overheard my mother and father talking the other day. My aunt will marry my uncle, so he'll be my uncle-in-law. Of course..."
As expected, children speak without restraint. Upon hearing such blunt words, Mu Meng's cheeks immediately turned red, and her temples throbbed. "Stop, stop, stop, we'll talk about this later. What nonsense about 'uncle-in-law'... you should call him uncle first."
"uncle?"
Mu Meng explained, "Uncle is your aunt's brother, and also your mother's brother." Ze'er had never had an uncle since he was a child, and she and her sister had tacitly avoided mentioning it, which explains why he was so unfamiliar with this title.
Mu Zeyu said thoughtfully, "Uncle... Oh, I remember now, my uncle also told me to call him uncle."
"Is this for real?" Mu Meng asked hastily. "When?"
"It was during that time in the northern border region that I was captured by a snake worm. My uncle saved my life. He even hugged me and whispered to me that I should call him uncle."
He only said one sentence, and then his aunt Mengmeng arrived. No one explained the meaning of "uncle" to him, so he didn't quite understand the term and continued to call him "uncle."
Mu Meng didn't react for a moment, blinked and blurted out: "Really... then why didn't you have that back then..."
No, it's fortunate that Ze'er didn't say anything at the time.
If he had revealed Mu Qingheng's identity back then, would the two of them have ended up like this today?
Presumably, she will not travel the same route as him on her journey to northern Xinjiang.
Yunze Realm would not heal him.
I won't be tempted by anything in Tiancang Realm.
She wouldn't confess her feelings even at the desolate tomb.
If she had kept her distance from him from the beginning, and the two had gone their separate ways without ever crossing paths again, would the ending have been that this fool would have died tragically in some unknown corner at some point?
Mu Meng felt a chill run down her spine from the thought in her heart. She instinctively hugged Mu Zeyu tightly, paused for a moment, and then chuckled softly, "Thank you, Ze'er."
She lowered her head and kissed her little nephew's soft cheek, whispering, "Ze'er, be good, go out and play with Mommy first, okay?"
Mu Zeyu didn't ask any more questions, obediently nodded and walked out, thoughtfully closing the door behind him.
The room fell silent. Mu Meng walked step by step to Mu Qingheng, sat on the edge of the bed, and looked at his gentle, jade-like face. Finally, she couldn't help but reach out and gently pinch his cheek.
"I always thought you only learned Ze'er's identity after meeting me, but who knew you understood him the moment you saw him? Is it because this child looks so much like your sister? You..."
Recalling the time when he and his sister disliked each other, Mu Meng shook his head and sighed with a smile—but he didn't know what he was feeling as he held Ze'er and carefully told him that he should call him uncle.
Mu Meng's hand slid down gently, finally resting on his clearly beating heart. Mu Meng was reluctant to use force, and gently stroked it. "Wake up soon, brother. I know you will be a good brother in the future, you will be good to me, and you will be very, very good to my sister."
She leaned closer and gently kissed his forehead, whispering, "We'll be good to you too. We're family, and we'll never be apart again."
...
The next day, Mu Luo returned to the Celestial Clan, and Mu Meng escorted her to the border: "Sister, tell Father not to worry, tell him that everything is fine here, and I will take Brother home as soon as he wakes up."
Looking at Mengmeng now, Mu Luo knew how strong and resilient her little sister was, and she had nothing to worry about anymore: "I know you know what you're doing, and you don't need to worry about home. Our family will be reunited soon. Oh, by the way, have Feng Xixue and Shengsheng moved back to the border of Kunlun?"
“Yes, I came back a few days ago. The place where Feng Xixue used to live was cold and remote. I designated Fuzhiwu in the south of Kunlun Realm. It is warm, spiritually rich, and full of flowers, which is more suitable for Shengsheng to live there.”
Mu Meng nodded. She was busy with the affairs of the Celestial Clan and could not take care of her younger sister all the time. With these two people around, she felt very relieved and couldn't help but smile with relief: "Good, in that case, I am closer to you. You can take care of each other when you are together. Then I will go first. If there is any news, please send me a message immediately."
After seeing Mu Luo off, Mu Meng walked back with light steps, pondering her thoughts as she went.
Yun Zejing sent her brother some spiritual medicine, so she should write a letter to thank him. It's been a long time since she's been there, and she should take some time to visit Uncle Yun in a few days.
Brother Sheng has been in charge of dealing with the evil spirits in the southwestern desert mountains. I should send a spirit message later to ask if she needs to come and help.
Next month is my brother's birthday, which will be his first birthday after ascending the throne as emperor. What would be a suitable gift for him...?
Suddenly, Mu Meng stopped in his tracks.
Apricot blossoms bloom like a sea, and in the depths of the dappled light, a person stands in a pristine white robe, their dark hair almost reaching their ankles, resembling a celestial being under the moon.
With her jet-black hair and red lips, she was so beautiful that she seemed to have absorbed all the essence of heaven and earth and grown up in the deep forest, more radiant than a raging fire and more gentle than the cold moonlight.
Mu Meng could no longer hold back.
"Brother!" She lifted her skirt and ran over, throwing herself into his arms like a swallow returning to its nest, just like before.
Mu Qingheng held her tightly, embracing her petite and slender body with such force that it seemed as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.
"Mengmeng..." he called softly, his voice like the clear, melodious sound of jade rings jingling, pure and without any impurities, clear and deep, making any other music in the world pale in comparison.
"Mengmeng, why am I still..." He paused, seemingly realizing it was inappropriate, and changed his question, "Did you get the Six Harmonies Divine Sword? That monster... has it been eliminated?"
Mu Meng was both annoyed and amused—she had thought he was experiencing the joy of a long-awaited reunion like she was, but it turned out he was probably just instinctively holding her so tightly.
Their memories are still stuck at the time of the sword sacrifice.
Seeing that Mu Meng remained silent, Mu Qingheng became somewhat puzzled. He loosened his grip slightly, but didn't completely let go, loosely encircling her: "Mengmeng, that monster..."
“Oh dear, the monsters are dead, all gone, there are none left. Now the world is peaceful and tranquil.” Mu Meng heard him say these few words after he had just woken up, mentioning the monsters more than she did, and couldn’t help but give him a light pinch on the waist. “I also got the Six Harmonies Divine Sword. Here it is.”
After saying that, Mu Meng patted Mu Qingheng's chest with a smile.
Mu Qingheng was somewhat stunned. The current situation was indeed difficult for him to understand immediately. He frowned slightly as if he was about to speak, but Mu Meng quickly said first, "Alright, alright, I'll tell you about these things slowly later. There are more important things to do now. I've been waiting for this for a long time."
Seeing Mu Qingheng's serious gaze, yet obediently waiting for her to speak, Mu Meng's eyes flickered slightly, and she playfully hooked his chin, "You made a snap decision to do the sword sacrifice without even discussing it with me, making me sad and upset. Tell me how you're going to make it up to me?"
Sure enough, Mu Qingheng's expression immediately softened with remorse as he looked at her cautiously: "Mengmeng, I'm sorry..."
Mu Meng curled her lip: "What kind of compensation is this?"
"Then, you can punish me however you want."
"……ah?"
Mu Qingheng was at a loss and whispered, "I'll do anything, just please don't leave me..."
"You idiot," Mu Meng poked his wrist bone in exasperation, "Can't you take the initiative? Do you know how many times I've kissed you first?"
Mu Qingheng's bewildered and flustered gaze paused for a moment, then a look of flattered joy appeared on his face. His beautiful phoenix eyes shone brightly, and his hand on Mu Meng's slender waist tightened unconsciously.
Mu Meng thought that if he said another word, she would definitely...
Suddenly, Mu Qingheng's kiss landed on her lips.
He was careful and tender, his affection and love flowing freely in that lingering kiss.
He was extremely careful and gentle, not daring to exert any force, as if the treasure were fragile. He had traveled thousands of miles and endured countless hardships to finally receive this gentle glance, and even holding it in his palm felt insufficient.
The bright moon shines, and a gentle breeze blows.
He caressed her lips and tongue, his mouth filled with her light, sweet fragrance.
In the gentle tenderness, Mu Meng murmured softly, "Brother, with me here, I will never let you hurt again."
She said, "Let's go home."
—End of main text.
2022.04.19
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