Xiao Ning slowly walked out of the room where Rong Xuanya was, his steps seemed steady and calm. When he reached the door, he paused for a moment, as if he was adjusting his breathing and mood, and then he gently reached out and carefully pushed open the door.
After entering the room, Xiao Ning saw You Rong Rouxue lying there quietly. She looked like a sleeping beauty, quiet and beautiful. Xiao Ning walked slowly to the bedside, his movements were so gentle as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping beauty.
He sat down on the edge of the bed, then carefully helped Yourong Rouxue up and let her lean gently on his broad and warm shoulders. Xiao Ning turned his head slightly and rubbed his cheek against Yourong Rouxue's flawless, white jade-like face, while muttering to himself, his voice as soft and gentle as the warmest spring breeze.
"Sister Rouxue, I wonder if you still remember the scene when we first met? It was also by a hot spring at that time, and the scene is still vivid in my mind. You even asked me to kiss your feet. Thinking back now, I feel a little embarrassed! At that time, in order to resist you, I even wanted to bite my tongue to commit suicide. But what was even more unexpected was that Sister Rouxue actually deleted all my memories of that time. If it weren't for the farce that just happened between Sister Xuanya and me, I'm afraid this memory would be buried deep in my heart forever and would never see the light of day again."
At this point, Xiao Ning couldn't help but chuckle, his laughter was full of nostalgia and attachment to the good old days. After laughing, he turned his head again, gazing at Yourong Rouxue's white jade-like slender hand with deep affection. At this moment, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and his eyes lit up.
Then, Xiao Ning's mind moved, and a crystal clear, delicate jade ring emitting a faint glow instantly appeared in his hand. He gently held Rong Rouxue's left hand, carefully lifted it up, and then solemnly put the jade ring, which symbolized eternal love, on her ring finger.
Xiao Ning gently placed Rong Rouxue's jade-like forehead against his own, and then gently closed his eyes, as if he wanted to sense every emotion, every thought and all her past experiences in her heart through this intimate contact.
However, at this moment, like lightning across the night sky, an important thought suddenly flashed through Xiao Ning's mind. He suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring straight at Yourong Rouxue's beautiful and peaceful face, and then carefully laid her flat on the soft and comfortable bed.
Xiao Ning took a deep breath, calmed down his agitated emotions, slowly raised his right hand, and tapped his forehead with his index finger. Time passed by, and soon, a flawless white soul emitting a faint glow appeared. What was even more surprising was that this soul gradually transformed into a clearly visible human figure - exactly the same as Yourong Rouxue!
Xiao Ning stared intently at the soul in front of him that belonged to You Rong Rouxue. This was on the top of the snowy mountain in the Demon Realm, and You Rong Rouxue had placed a wisp of her soul in his body.
“I don’t know if it will work.”
Xiao Ning's eyes were full of concern and expectation. After a moment, he turned his head and looked at You Rong Rouxue who was lying quietly on the bed. Xiao Ning took a deep breath again, mustered up the courage to slowly push the soul towards You Rong Rouxue's body.
As Xiao Ning pushed, the soul gradually approached You Rong Rouxue's body, and finally merged into it without any hindrance. The whole process seemed slow, but in fact it developed very quickly. When the last trace of soul completely entered You Rong Rouxue's body, Xiao Ning nervously watched her reaction, while holding her hand tightly and refusing to let go, muttering to himself, praying devoutly:
"Sister Rouxue, wake up! My wife..."
The room was so quiet at night that one could hear the heartbeat. Only the murmurs coming out of Xiao Ning's mouth were left, like the faint twinkling stars in the night sky.
The next morning, the dazzling sunlight shone through the window like a golden rain of arrows, mercilessly shining on Xiao Ning's face. He was awakened by this sudden light, opened his eyes sleepily, and his vision gradually became clear.
Suddenly, a jade hand was gently caressing his cheek. The touch was like a spring breeze, soft and delicate. Xiao Ning blinked, trying to wake himself up and see the person in front of him clearly. He murmured:
"Sister Xuan Ya, you're awake!"
Xiao Ning rubbed his eyes and yawned loudly, as if to drive away all the sleepiness. At this moment, the door quietly opened, and Yourong Xuanya walked in with a plate. She had a smile on her face and was about to speak.
"Ning'er...I...ah!"
However, before Yourong Xuanya could finish her words, she suddenly lost control of the plate in her hand and it fell to the ground with a "bang". Her face suddenly became abnormal, and she looked at the scene in front of her with surprise, tears pouring out of her eyes like a flood, and kept flowing.
Xiao Ning was confused by this sudden situation. He frowned and said in confusion:
"Sister Xuan Ya? Aren't you touching my face?"
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed through Xiao Ning's mind. He seemed to have remembered something important, and turned his head sharply to look at the people around him. When his eyes met Yourong Rouxue's, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but tremble, and his voice became a little trembling:
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