Xuanyuan Zhao remained silent, his dark eyes gleaming with a deep, unfathomable light.
He raised his hand and swiftly struck Lin Zhenzhen on the back of the neck.
She instantly lost consciousness and collapsed into his arms.
Xuanyuan Zhao gently stroked her face and murmured, "It might hurt a little. But it's okay, everything will be alright once you forget about it."
A thin, white line appeared at Xuan Yuanzhao's fingertip, winding its way from his temple into Lin Zhenzhen's head.
......
The next day, the spring sunshine was beautiful.
Lin Zhenzhen felt dizzy, as if a large rock was pressing down on her head, and she pulled her neck straight down.
It must be a side effect of not sleeping well last night. Lin Zhenzhen originally wanted to be a little stubborn and sleep in bed until noon, but in her drowsy state, she suddenly remembered something.
Today is the second day of my marriage to Xuanyuan Zhao, and I have to go to serve tea to my parents-in-law early this morning.
She suddenly opened her eyes, reached out and touched the side, but found nothing there.
She must have gone to practice her morning exercises again. Honestly, can't she even give herself a day off on the second day of her marriage?
Lin Zhenzhen climbed out of bed by herself and quickly finished washing up.
Pushing open the door, I saw a tall and straight figure standing under the locust tree in the yard.
Lin Zhenzhen jogged over and asked, "What are you doing here?"
Xuanyuan Zhao turned around in response, and she then saw that there was a tricolor tortoiseshell cat leaning against his feet, licking its paws with great satisfaction.
Xuanyuan Zhao smiled and said, "I just discovered that this stray cat seems to be pregnant, so I went to the kitchen to find it some food."
"You're pregnant." Lin Zhenzhen squatted down and looked at me curiously. "No wonder she scratched me with her claws last night."
Her mind blurted out those words uncontrollably, and she suddenly froze. Had she been scratched by a cat...?
Lin Zhenzhen was momentarily lost in thought, as if her brainwaves had suddenly lost connection, causing her to freeze for a moment.
A warm current pulled her back to reality.
Xuanyuan Zhao took her right hand, and after lifting her sleeve, he found several clear claw marks.
His palm gently touched it, and the scar disappeared instantly.
"Thank you, my husband." Lin Zhenzhen snuggled into Xuan Yuanzhao's arms, nuzzling against his chest affectionately. "My spiritual power is weak, and I have a useless spiritual root, so there are many things I can't do."
She raised her chin and looked into the other person's eyes: "One day, you won't despise me for being too weak, will you?"
In Xuanyuan Zhao's eyes were emotions she couldn't understand: love, pity, and something else mixed in.
His eyelashes trembled a few times: "Of course not, you're perfect as you are, I will protect you for life."
Even if you hate me, I will never let go.
Lin Zhenzhen naturally couldn't understand his implied meaning; she only felt that it was a promise of lasting affection, leaving her with nothing but joy.
A grand and spacious carriage traveled on the road to the Xuanyuan Old Residence.
As the wheels swayed from side to side, Lin Zhenzhen gradually squinted.
Xuanyuan Zhao pressed her head against his shoulder, and seeing her slightly furrowed brows, his heart skipped a beat: "Are you feeling unwell?"
"Um......"
The technique of memory manipulation not only consumes a huge amount of the practitioner's spiritual energy but also damages the brain of the recipient. Potential side effects include drowsiness, dizziness, and occasional mental confusion.
Xuan Yuanzhao tightened his grip, leaned close to Lin Zhenzhen's ear, and whispered, "Sleep for a while, you'll get better."
Lin Zhenzhen closed her eyes, as if she had been dragged into an abyss by something.
A feeling of darkness, oppression, and suffocation enveloped her. Lin Zhenzhen felt as if she were standing at a fork in the road; to the left was a road full of flowers, while to the other side was a dark and thorny path.
It was a choice that could be made in less than half a second, yet Lin Zhenzhen hesitated at this moment.
For some reason, she could sense that something was calling to her from the end of that thorny path.
"Host......"
"Who's talking?" Lin Zhenzhen looked up and shouted at the air.
"This is all fake, I'm out of power, wake up..."
Lin Zhenzhen picked up a broken tree branch from the ground and held it to her chest as a defensive weapon.
The system's voice trailed off: "Cheer up! Think about money! Your most beloved contribution points..."
She turned around and stabbed fiercely towards the source of the sound in the void.
"Who's playing tricks!"
A muffled groan sounded from above her head, and then her fist was enveloped by a warm hand.
"You even have to fight people in your dreams?"
Lin Zhenzhen opened her eyes, panting heavily, and replied, "What a strange dream. It's okay, I chased away the bad guys in the dream."
Xuanyuan Zhao slightly curled his lips, and in the dappled sunlight, the scar at the corner of his mouth looked even more terrifying.
Lin Zhenzhen tenderly stroked his wounds, saying, "Those wretched beasts, they actually injured you like this. Please, please don't let me run into that Horned Weasel, or I'll definitely..."
Xuan Yuanzhao's heart suddenly tightened. He stared intently at Lin Zhenzhen's expression and pressed for an answer: "Otherwise what?"
"I can only run faster," Lin Zhenzhen said, sticking out her tongue. "After all, I can't beat them."
"Don't worry." Xuan Yuanzhao gently took her hand. "I won't let that beast get close to you."
Lin Zhenzhen shyly raised her chin and brought her lips to the lips.
Just then, a gentle breeze blew by, lifting the curtain in front of them.
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