"You deserve to die." Qingluo clenched her other hand into a fist, but the grip on Li Zhou loosened slightly.
"Li Zhou, I will never let Ge'er remember you again, absolutely not. Never appear in the God Clan again, or I will definitely kill you."
Just as Qingluo finished speaking, a familiar voice suddenly rang out: "Husband, is that you who's back?"
Qingluo let go, but still kicked the other person as she did so, causing Li Zhou to fall to the ground.
…
Qingluo stood directly in front of Wan Ge and hugged her, saying, "My wife, I missed you so much."
Wan Ge was a little stunned. She hadn't expected Qing Luo to say such a thing to her. Her cheeks flushed red with embarrassment.
Although after spending some time together, as she grew older, the other person was not as indifferent to her as when she first woke up, but they never expressed their thoughts so directly.
"I...I miss you too." Wan Ge replied shyly, her face flushed. It was obvious that she was still a little nervous when she answered.
"My wife, let's go back."
"Okay, but were you talking to someone just now?" As Wan Ge said this, she subconsciously peeked out and saw Li Zhou lying on the ground.
At that moment, Li Zhou also raised his head, and their eyes met, but Wange's eyes were filled with unfamiliarity.
Qinglu didn't react in time or even have time to stop them, and just watched helplessly as they clashed.
Wan Ge only glanced at him once before focusing all her attention on Qing Luo: "Husband, are you tired? Let's go inside first?"
Although Wan Ge didn't know who the person hiding on the ground was, it seemed to be someone her husband disliked. Since her husband disliked someone, she naturally wouldn't like them either.
…
Back in her bedchamber, Wan Ge still wanted to ask if the person at the door was someone she disliked, but her mouth was blocked before she could speak.
For the first time, Wan Ge felt that Qing Luo was so eager and passionate.
But... after a hundred days, she couldn't take it anymore...
My mind was so foggy that I forgot all the questions I wanted to ask.
Qingluo looked at him sleeping peacefully beside her and held his hand tightly: "You won't leave me again, right? Don't leave me."
When Qingluo said these words, it was almost a plea. He was really afraid that his wife would suffer the same fate as she had.
At that time, Li Zhou was only there to attend their wedding. Wan Ge had only met him once, but on the wedding day, she told him that she liked him, really liked him! So she wanted to divorce him.
The scene from my nightmare almost repeated itself today. He doesn't care what her past was like; all he cares about is that she can only have him from now on.
“Ge’er, how can I let go? This time I will never allow the same mistake to happen again.”
…
…
Wan Ge slept for a long time because she was too tired, and had a very long dream.
After waking up, she immediately told Qingluo that she had a dream.
Qingluo, who was still smiling, asked her what dream she had.
But when the song mentioned a sea of fiery red flowers that night, and that it seemed to be in the human world, his expression changed, because he had never taken her to those places before. The person who took her to those places was Li Zhou.
So the brush that the emperor had used for thousands of years broke in two in that instant.
Upon hearing the commotion, Wan Ge immediately went forward: "Husband, what's wrong? Are you hurt?"
Li Zhou slightly curved his lips and replied softly, "It's nothing, it probably broke because it had been used for too long."
"I'm glad you're alright." After hearing his reply, Wan Ge slowed down her pace of getting up. She stretched and then slowly got out of bed and started to feel around.
As she sat in front of the mirror, Qingluo walked over to her and said, "I'll help you."
"Okay." Wan Ge smiled slightly, clearly in a particularly good mood.
"Is it because you had that dream that you're so happy?" Qingluo asked, trying hard to suppress her jealousy.
Wan Ge immediately answered him, but her cheeks couldn't help but turn red again: "No, I don't remember the dream I had very clearly. I was happy because my husband helped me put my hair up."
What makes her happy is that her husband is no longer as indifferent as before; he treats her very well now.
“If you like, I’ll help you every day from now on,” Qingluo replied, her tone noticeably more cheerful this time.
Wan Ge didn't know how she did it, but in just a few months, she made the immortal lord, who was originally indifferent to her, become gentle and considerate towards her.
"Great! I love my husband so much!" Wan Ge said happily.
Qingluo became thoughtful again. She said she liked herself as she was now, but if she knew about the despicable things she had done, would she still like herself?
Qingluo kissed her forehead and helped her tie her hair up.
Wan Ge sensed that although the other person was a bit inexperienced, she had to admit that his hairstyle looked really good.
"How did you learn to style a woman's hair in a bun, my husband? Is this how we always did it?"
Qingluo remained silent for a moment. They had never had such peaceful days before.
Since their marriage, she has been unwilling to see him even once, let alone give him a chance to fix his hair. However, he still longs to live with her.
So… “Akari taught me.”
After spending some time getting to know the gods, Wan Ge also learned some things about Lord Mingli.
The deity is in charge of most people's destinies and is one of Qingluo's most capable subordinates. It is said that he loves his wife dearly, and the couple has a very good relationship.
The feelings that have lasted for thousands of years have never changed.
Qingluo probably admired their kind of relationship, so she learned from him.
After Qinglu helped her put the hairpin in, Wange turned around and hugged him again: "I heard that Lord Mingli and his wife are very loving. We will be like that too, right?"
Qingluo gave a soft "hmm".
They'll do the same, right? Will they?
"You must have had a lot of official business to handle these past two days? You go ahead and do your work, I'll go make you some pear blossom pastries." Wan Ge smiled gently, seemingly looking forward to her upcoming creation.
"Okay." Wan'er used to make the best pear blossom pastries, but it's a pity I haven't had them in a long time.
Moreover, she must have learned it all over again now. After losing her memory, it seems that she has forgotten almost everything except how to speak.
"Did you relearn how to make pear blossom pastries?"
Wan Ge nodded: "It's not difficult. I heard that we used to love eating pear blossom cakes together when we were little. Although I forgot how to make them, I've learned how now, so we can still eat the pear blossom cakes I made myself, just like when we were little."
Qingluo nodded: "The pear blossom pastries you made are indeed unmatched by any god."
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