Yunyou Mountain, Demon Palace.

The damp smell of grass and trees before the rain swept across the porch with the wind, blowing the bell hanging on the porch not far away, making a faint sound. The girl's profile was buried in the gray of the bed curtains, even her lips were pale blue, and her eyelashes cast a circle of fan-shaped dark black on her eyelids. The wound on her left rib had been properly bandaged, and the fine plaster exuded a faint fragrance.

"Your Majesty, it takes time to repair the meridians. Miss Baili is no longer in danger of death. You don't need to waste your mana anymore."

Ye Lian, who was standing by, could not help but open her mouth to remind him, but Jiang Mi turned a deaf ear to her and poured his mana from his palm into the weak meridians of the girl. All his senses were focused on the quiet silhouette on the bed, as if there was nothing else in the world except her. All the anger, jealousy and pain turned into ashes and gradually sank into the colder regret.

The sinister Taoist laughed: "The Great Protector does not understand love. Your Majesty is now eager to transfer all his magical powers to him. No one can persuade him."

——Yesterday was a great opportunity for the Demon Realm to counterattack, but it was wasted just to save a woman. Unexpectedly, the two of them had formed a soul contract. Each time this forbidden technique was used, half of the life span would be consumed. The Demon Realm tried their best to dissuade him, but the new Demon King used it without even blinking an eye.

Suddenly, there was a rumble like thunder in the sky, and the sky outside the window seemed like the dark sea water surging, one wave higher than the other. The late spring drizzle was falling, and it seemed to be endless.

Suddenly, the girl opened her eyes.

His eyes were hidden behind his eyelashes, blurred and hazy, with a hint of blood faintly visible under his skin as fragile as thin ice. He looked like a dried flower, so fragile that it would shatter to pieces if touched lightly.

"Yao Yue..." The sobs slowly seeped out from the frozen air like breaking ice. Jiang Mi gasped for breath, blocked his mouth with his fist, and his broad and solid shoulders couldn't stop trembling.

She looked at the person sitting beside the bed and asked blankly: "...Where is this?"

"Miss Baili, this is the Demon Palace." The hoarse voice of the sinister Taoist priest sounded, answering the question on behalf of the Demon Emperor who was already too excited to control himself.

This man who stood at the pinnacle of power in the Demon Realm should have been as firm as a blade and as cold as ice. But at this moment, he looked even more shaky than she was, as if he would burst like a bubble if poked by someone.

"..." The wound on her chest ached slightly, and she had to slow down her breathing to avoid straining the wound. She rolled her eyes weakly, "I want to go back to Quanxing."

Jiang Mi suddenly trembled, grabbed her hand with trembling hands, and knelt on one knee on the ground: "No! No! I was wrong, I really didn't mean it, please don't leave..."

Obviously, she had difficulty even getting up in her current state, but he was still terrified and afraid of even the thought of her leaving.

The girl remained silent. Jiang Mi held her cold hand tightly in both of his hands and pressed it against his forehead. Tears flowed down the young man's straight nose and dripped onto the embroidered couch: "You can have anything you want, and I can do anything you want. Please don't leave..."

——It's too straightforward. It's like exposing the softest and most defenseless belly of a beast. Anyone can kill it with one blow.

She closed her eyes and finally sighed helplessly: "I told you five years ago not to practice the Six Desires Heavenly Skills anymore... What the hell are you crazy about?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the tears that had just stopped swirling in his eyes again. The emotions that he had endured for five years could no longer be suppressed at this moment. All the grievances and helplessness surged up, and his voice was broken and heart-pounding: "Bai Ruyu didn't let me see you... told me not to disturb you again... I can't beat him, I have no choice..."

"Do you believe him if he says so?"

"But I clearly saw you... kissing..."

She pulled her hand free and slapped him in the face with her backhand. The force was soft but the sound was crisp, which scared Ye Lian, who was standing beside her, so much that he shuddered all over.

"Nonsense!" Her eyes were full of anger and absurdity, and her voice was as cold as ice. "I never kissed him."

He stared at the girl in a daze. The nightmare of eating flesh and blood that had been lingering in his heart for a long time seemed to be completely released. His breathing became rapid, and his eyes swung between dark gold and blood red. "On the third day after you killed Ling Lang and Yun Liang, I went to look for you... on the second floor of Lanxue Pavilion, you were just outside my door..."

Yao Yue looked at him in astonishment, her face strange: "I clearly... kissed you that day."

She still remembered that she told him that she was not sure how long she would stay in seclusion, and asked him to come and see her every year on this day. When she came out of seclusion, she could let him convert to Quan Xing.

Jiang Mi was stunned, and the sinister Taoist beside him suddenly interrupted: "Miss Baili may have been under an illusion."

"Impossible. Apart from the illusion of the Six Desires Heavenly Art, no illusion can work on me."

"I heard that Bai Ruyu is good at using poison and is also very good at music. If he uses these two things to disrupt your mind, how will you deal with the illusion?" The sinister Taoist looked at her suddenly gloomy face and continued to analyze with a little pride, "Bai Ruyu has always refused to allow Your Majesty to see you, why did he make an exception that day?"

A trace of haze covered her delicate face, giving her a sense of depression. The girl seemed to be in pain, biting her lips tightly, no longer as proud as before.

After a while of silence, she felt the warm water droplets dripping on her hand again. She turned her head and looked into the pair of dark golden phoenix eyes full of sadness. She paused and wanted to speak, but found that her throat was dry and sore, her heart suddenly felt sore, and her eyes were red.

"I'm sorry, I don't know people well enough..."

What kind of humiliation had he suffered in the past five years? What kind of faith did he rely on to endure the erosion of demonic energy and maintain his sanity? Even so, he had to get the Sky-breaking Sword Intent for her...

"Invite the moon..."

The young man pressed her hand against his cheek and rubbed it gently. His eyes were deep and bright, and when he stared at something, his cold and handsome features were very obvious, making people's heart beat fast.

"Don't leave me."

The girl's body seemed to tremble slightly, then she reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, with an imperceptible warmth in her smile.

"Since you've asked sincerely... I'll stay for now."