Chapter 669
Wen Xin is so virtuous and kind that even she herself is afraid of it.
Besides, when has she ever acted recklessly on matters of principle?
It's just that she doesn't associate with the top ten main gods, so she's considered an anomaly, a bewitching demon who seduces the Venerable One, and must be eliminated as soon as possible.
Qin Yue gently stroked her hair, "My Ah Xin has always been the best; it's them who are foolish."
When Wen Xin heard Him seriously scolding the top ten main gods, she burst out laughing, just like a pretty and charming young lady nestled against her husband in the mortal world.
However, she remembered what the Ten Directions God had just reported—there was no trace of Xing Ran in the entire Nine Heavens.
The passage connecting the Great World to the Small World has long been closed, so there is absolutely no way Xing Ran can escape the Nine Heavens.
However... although Wen Xin disliked the Ten Directions Gods, she did not doubt their competence, nor did she believe they would let Xing Ran go.
On the contrary, they wanted to get rid of Xingran even more than she did.
Therefore, if the Ten Directions Gods said they didn't find Xing Ran in the Nine Heavens, then she definitely didn't.
While Wen Xin and Xing Ran were locked in battle, the Weiyang Secret Realm was sealed by her, and Qin Yue also forcefully controlled all the void gaps in the Nine Heavens.
So, where could he hide while he was so badly injured?
Qin Yue noticed her worry and gently stroked her brow with his cool fingertips. "Don't worry, he can't escape."
Wen Xin sighed, "I'm afraid he's hiding somewhere again, plotting some bad idea."
Once bitten, twice shy; Wen Xin certainly didn't want another war of the gods.
After all, she was the one who personally taught Xingran, and she knew best just how capable Xingran was of causing trouble.
Qin Yue's narrow eyes and cool voice were full of composure and calmness. "He has no chance."
Wen Xin lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly. "This whole thing started because of me, and I have to end it myself."
Otherwise, this would inevitably become her inner demon, tormenting her day and night.
Qin Yue held her in his arms tenderly, "What wrong have you done? How innocent are you?"
Like the previous ten main gods, Xingran was nothing more than a greedy creature.
She has done enough.
Wen Xin smiled slightly at Him and stopped worrying about it, since nothing could be changed anyway.
...
Wen Xin naturally settled down in the Ninth Heaven.
Although she and Qin Yue had known each other for many years and had been loving and affectionate for more than ten lifetimes in the virtual world, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them an old married couple.
But once they regained their memories, they were just like any other newlyweds, finding everything about each other novel and constantly sticking together, exploring each other's little secrets.
Qin Yue had been pursuing his wife for many years and finally got his wish. His passion was even stronger than when his old house caught fire. He wanted to keep his young wife in his pocket and not want to leave her for even a second.
The couple were inseparable, more like conjoined twins than ever.
The Ninth Heaven held a transcendent status, and no god could set foot there without being summoned. With no one to disturb them, they happily enjoyed a period of blissful, carefree life as divine couples.
However, with the issues concerning Xingran and the Temple of Fate unresolved, Wen Xin's heart remained uneasy and unsettled.
Therefore, after indulging in a few days of pleasure, Wen Xin still managed to get up.
Well, of course, she hasn't been idle these days.
A shattered soul is no small matter. Even though Wen Xin has found and fused all the fragments, her soul is still somewhat unstable, and cracks still appear from time to time, causing her to easily become mentally exhausted and suppressing her cultivation.
Fortunately, with the "help" and "reassurance" of her husband, who possessed profound cultivation and a powerful soul, the hidden danger in her soul was finally resolved.
Therefore, Wen Xin couldn't wait for Him to take her to the Temple of Fate.
Qin Yue already doted on her, so how could he bear to refuse her request?
After cleaning her soul again and confirming that her body was completely fine, the next day, Qin Yue carried her and tore open space to enter the divine realm where the Temple of Fate was located.
As for why she was carried by Him?
Wen Xin, nestled limply in her Daoist partner's arms, silently covered her face, not wanting to say anything more.
But she didn't speak; instead, her mind was filled with hazy, sensual memories that she couldn't shake off.
Last night, under the flowers and the moon, she enjoyed a couple of drinks with Him in a good mood.
She believed that a powerful and influential empress could never get drunk after just a few drinks.
Then……
Uh, just as she heard Him worrying about her health and gently advising her to rest for a while before going to the Temple of Fate, Wen Xin, who was drunk, immediately objected.
What's wrong with her?
She's amazing!!!
Who dares to say that the Empress is no longer capable?
How dare you! How outrageous!
Emboldened by alcohol, the drunken Wen Xin directly made a move on the Venerable One who ruled the Great World and traversed the Nine Heavens—well, you could also say she forced herself on him, right there in the garden pavilion…
Wen Xin didn't know where she got the courage from.
Fortunately, there was no one else in the Ninth Heaven, and under His divine consciousness, no living being would dare to spy on them.
So even if it's outdoors, privacy isn't an issue.
However, after sobering up, Wen Xin still felt hopeless, her face burning hot, and she couldn't face Him at all.
Especially the wine she drank, "Seeking," had a strong aftereffect, causing her consciousness to fluctuate between hazy and clear, without any worry of blacking out...
Wen Xin wished she could black out so she wouldn't have to face that horrible scene when she woke up.
She was pretending to be asleep to avoid the situation, but when He held her in his arms, breathing in his cool masculine scent and feeling his warmth, the moment she closed her eyes, the erotic and intimate scenes of the previous night flashed through her mind.
Under the clear breeze and bright moon, flowers bloom freely, the light gauze of the pavilion sways, and on the stone table, a beautiful woman loosens her silk robe, revealing her snow-white skin and jade-like bones, her alluring beauty radiating.
She clung to the man with a soft, weak yet passionate embrace, while his arm around her slender waist was strong, powerful, and domineering.
A passionate kiss, whispered sweet nothings, a mesmerizing gaze, a love that yearns to merge into one… so enchanting and tender, it's simply too intoxicating.
With such diligent cultivation, Wen Xin's injuries healed without her even wanting to, and her cultivation level even increased significantly.
It's just a bit hard on one's pride and values.
Wen Xin eventually fell into a deep sleep until the next morning. Although she was already awake, she didn't want to wake up, so she pretended to be asleep.
Who would have thought that her seemingly aloof, gentle, and upright husband would actually take her away in a bag?
Wen Xin was stunned.
If the chief gods of the Temple of Fate saw the Queen so arrogant and absurd, what would become of her reputation? What would become of their dignity?
After Qin Yue tore open the space, Wen Xin hurriedly pulled herself out of his arms and dared not pretend to be asleep anymore.
Qin Yue gently stroked his wife's hair, tenderly wrapped his arms around her waist, and looked down with eyes full of affection. "Sleep when you're tired. I'll wake you when we get to the Temple of Fate."
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