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Han Jiang returned to her room in a huff, only to realize belatedly that it was Cang Jingqi's room. Just as she was about to leave, she bumped into Cang Jingqi as he entered. She took a half step back and met his eyes.
She did nothing wrong, so why should she feel guilty?
Cang Jingqi remained silent for a while, his eyes darting around.
"If you have nothing to say, then get out of the way." Han Jiang spoke rather bluntly, and regretted it as soon as the words left her mouth.
Cang Jingqi hurriedly stopped Han Jiang, saying, "Xiao Man, that's not what I meant, I'm sorry."
"Cang Jingqi, do you know that even if you leave me in the Demon Palace, I can still leave if I want to?" Han Jiang looked at Cang Jingqi seriously to prove that he was not lying.
Cang Jingqi fell silent and lowered his head.
For the cold snap, the system's transmission is not limited by space.
She calmed down, and it wasn't really because she was angry, but more because she was surprised and astonished. She hadn't expected Cang Jingqi to come up with such a trick.
Since spells are ineffective when applied to a body that dissolves spiritual energy, Cang Jingqi used another method. He cast a spell on the entire Demon Palace and then used a spell to surround Han Jiang through the air, preventing Han Jiang from passing through the Demon Palace gate.
The spell could neither affect Han Jiang nor prevent her from leaving.
Suddenly, a chill descended, and Cang Jing felt a gust of wind brush past his ear. He said, "The spell is off, Xiaoman."
Neither of them could see each other's expressions. Han Jiang was also suppressing her sadness. Sometimes she wished Cang Jingqi could be more forceful, so that she would have a reason to stay and exonerate herself: it was Cang Jingqi who kept her here, she was forced to.
People tend to avoid the cold.
Cang Jingqi, however, handed the initiative back to Han Jiang.
That's right. The initiative has always been in Han Jiang's hands. From the beginning until now, Cang Jingqi has always chosen what Han Jiang has chosen.
Perhaps out of fear of loss, Cang Jingqi was always indifferent, unconcerned about what happened outside. He didn't care about Cang Jingye's betrayal; he didn't care about Cang Jingmo's desire for the Demon Lord's position.
Caring about everything can be very painful.
Han Jiang took a step forward, brushed past Cang Jingqi, and walked out of the room. This time, Cang Jingqi did not stop her.
Hanqi and Cangjingye were waiting for her outside.
A week has passed since Wenxu said goodbye to her, and there is still no definite solution to the situation in the desert.
Han Jiang said, "Give me some time to think about it." She needed time, but couldn't say how much.
She knew that no matter how much she struggled, she wouldn't get to the desired result, but she still struggled.
Staying in the Demon Palace without getting married was the compromise she chose after much deliberation.
She can neither stay nor bear to leave; choosing either option requires courage and determination, while not choosing is the simplest way.
I thought that after experiencing so many things, I would have grown a little, but I really haven't learned my lesson.
"Senior sister, it's okay if you stay," Hanqi said.
"Are you really okay?" Han Jiang looked at Han Qi, tears welling up in her eyes.
Hanqi reached out and hugged Hanjiang, comforting her, "It's okay, Senior Sister, just choose whichever you want."
As someone who also knew that Han Jiang came from another world, Han Qi understood that the choice facing Han Jiang was not only whether to go to the desert, but also whether to stay in this world.
Or rather, there was only one choice from beginning to end.
"Then I won't go." Han Jiang was a little tired. "I'm sorry to have made you come all this way for nothing."
Han Jiang found the letters she had previously written to Gui Xu and the letters Wen Xu had sent her in Cang Jingqi's study. After giving the letters to Han Qi, Han Jiang found a place to read Wen Xu's letters.
Wenxu's letters were very simple, and the handwriting was very faint. In the desert, where supplies were scarce, there probably wasn't enough paper and ink, so Wenxu had to be careful with his resources.
All the letters simply stated that everything was fine and there was no need to worry.
Han Jiang guessed that Wen Xu would only report good news and not bad news. Han Qi had come to see her, so how could the desert be alright?
Cang Jingqi's words make some sense. As a spiritual energy dissipation body, she couldn't really help with spiritual energy in the past. If she had more information, she might be able to provide a solution, but Gui Xu definitely knows more than she does.
Hanjiang's room hadn't been slept in for a long time; it was completely empty.
She sighed and went to Cang Jingqi's room anyway.
When Cang Jingqi returned to his room at night, he was very excited. He hadn't expected Han Jiang to still be there.
"Aren't you angry anymore?" Cang Jingqi asked tentatively.
Han Jiang shook her head: "I'm giving birth. Be nicer to me these next few days."
"Then I'll go get another blanket."
Han Jiang grabbed Cang Jingqi and said, "It's almost summer, one quilt is hot enough, why add another one?"
Cang Jingqi understood Han Jiang's implication and obediently sat on the bed, unable to hide his smile.
Taking advantage of his momentary lapse in attention, Han Jiang suddenly pushed Cang Jingqi down and straddled him.
Decisions are made in an instant, and even though people often regret such decisions afterward.
Leaning forward, lips and teeth touching, Han Jiang felt an unprecedented heat, his brain swelling as if it were filled with blood.
She wasn't very good at taking the initiative, and their positions quickly reversed. Cang Jingqi intertwined his fingers with hers, and during a kiss, he looked down at her and said, "Xiaoman, you'll regret this."
Cang Jingqi wanted to understand Han Jiang better than she did, but Han Jiang was in so much pain that she felt she would suffer even more if she didn't do something.
"So, you better behave yourself, or I'll regret it..." Han Jiang closed his eyes.
Let her regret it later; after all, how many things has she regretted along the way?
“Slow down a bit… Ah-Qi…”
"good……"
Cang Jingqi was already gentle enough; so gentle that Han Jiang couldn't wait any longer.
After a restless night, when she woke up, Han Qi was already gone. She didn't choose to say goodbye to Han Jiang in person, probably because she was afraid of making Han Jiang more conflicted. She only left a message wishing Han Jiang happiness, and then took the letter Han Jiang had given to Gui Xu to Feng Huo Ying Shuang Lou.
Cang Jingqi seemed to be in a good mood, so he declined some of his official duties and spent most of the day sticking to Han Jiang's side.
We finally had a rare day together.
Han Jiang could tell that Cang Jingqi's smile was fake, and he was still uneasy.
"Xiaoman, do you want to marry me?" Cang Jingqi asked this question again.
Hanjiang replied, "I want to."
Inside the Demon Palace, preparations were in full swing. Surprisingly, the most excited person was Cang Jingye, who spent his days arranging various matters, urging progress, and taking measurements, keeping himself extremely busy.
Even after deciding to stay, Han Jiang still looked worried: Was this decision really the right one? Wasn't hiding in this demonic palace just another form of escape?
"Speaking of which, Xiaoman, do you have any relatives or friends? I'll send out the invitations," Cang Jingye asked when he had a moment.
Hanjiang stammered, "No... no need..." She sent it but didn't receive it.
She cried all night that day. Only a few days after Hanqi left, she began to regret it.
Cang Jingqi gently patted Han Jiang's back: "Xiao Man, don't be sad..."
Han Jiang was saddened, and Cang Jingqi was equally heartbroken, knowing that Han Jiang didn't want to stay.
The candlelight was blown out, and the figures overlapped again.
They clung tightly to each other, as if letting go would mean utter ruin, but holding on meant they would both sink together.
...
The next morning, when Han Jiang got out of bed, clutching her back, she realized how wise her decision had been.
She had originally planned to follow the example of the female lead in TV dramas, sleeping with the male lead for one night and leaving the next day, but now she realized that she was too naive. It really hurt, even though it wasn't the first time, and she couldn't walk. She decided to give herself another day.
She does want to marry Cang Jingqi, but that doesn't mean she will actually marry him.
Is it too cruel to leave someone with something to look forward to before they leave? Han Jiang couldn't help but think, but wouldn't it be even crueler if there wasn't even anything to look forward to?
Han Jiang felt increasingly heartless; it seemed she wasn't just blinded by love. Thinking this, she suddenly wanted to laugh, but her heart was still heavy, so she could only laugh and cry at the same time.
She couldn't wait any longer. The longer she stayed with Cang Jingqi, the longer this farewell would drag on, and the more painful it would be for her.
Fortunately, Cang Jingqi seemed very busy that day; he hadn't been seen since morning, and he didn't have lunch with Han Jiang either. If Cang Jingqi had been by her side, she might have hesitated again.
She spent the entire day convincing herself that she still wanted to go to the desert and asked Cang Jingye to postpone the wedding arrangements.
Cang Jingye was angry at first, then he laughed: "I knew no one would want to be with Cang Jingqi, you're hilarious!"
"No, don't tell anyone yet, just do me a favor."
Cang Jingqi went back to his room to sleep at the usual time, kissed Han Jiang's forehead as usual, and said "sweet dreams" as usual, just like any ordinary night in the past two months, but it revealed an eeriness that made Han Jiang feel uneasy.
Cang Jingye prepared calming incense and added "cure-all" to it. That night, Cang Jingye slept soundly, undisturbed by the cold.
What seems like a useless constitution becomes an aid to the cold in various places.
Flying talismans and dry rations were all prepared; Cang Jingye's preparations and secrecy were very thorough.
At midnight, she climbed out of bed, quietly changed her clothes, and slipped into Cang Jingqi's study.
I'll leave a letter.
"Greetings, this letter is for Aqi."
I'm not very good at writing honorifics in letters, so please don't mind, and don't complain about my ugly handwriting. In the world I live in, we don't use calligraphy brushes.
I didn't give you this letter in person; I was thinking of asking the Third Prince to deliver it to you a few days after I left. I was afraid that once I saw you, I wouldn't want to leave.
Ah-Chi, you know I'm not from this world, so I definitely can't stay. My real family is still waiting for me. Ah-Chi, I'm so sorry.
Aside from apologizing, I don't know what else to say to you for a moment.
I secretly got up in the middle of the night to write this, and I was afraid you would find out, so I specially lit some sleeping incense for you.
The moon is so big and round tonight, I should wake you up and watch it with me.
Ah Qi, you are the best man I've ever met in the world, even better than Han Tian. I definitely won't meet anyone better than you after I go back, don't worry, I won't look for anyone else.
So you are not allowed to look for anyone else. (It was smeared with ink, but could still be vaguely seen)
However, I will allow you to look elsewhere.
Find someone who likes you, treats you well, and will never leave you.
Ah-Qi, sometimes I wonder if all of this is real. I'm afraid it's just a dream, and when I wake up, you'll be gone.
Sister Wen said that even in dreams, emotions still exist.
Therefore, everything between us is real, our shared experiences are real, and my love for you is even more real.
I like you. Han Xiaoman likes Cang Jingqi.
Ah Qi, you must be happy and live a good life.
Goodbye, Aqi.
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