Ming Ye was able to cultivate his soul because of the magic seal. As long as the magic seal disappears, the soul derived from it will also completely disappear in the six realms.
But he did not regret it, at least he once had her.
I had that sincere and passionate relationship, but I didn't have time to accompany her for the rest of her life, I didn't have time to accompany her until she grew old and gray, and I didn't have time to accompany her to see all the mountains, rivers and flowers.
What he could do was to give her a bright future.
He opened his eyes, which were filled with darkness. He touched his warm chest. His heart was beating because of her.
Ming Ye forced a smile from his lips as he looked at the dusty woman returning from the palace. Her wide sleeves fluttered in the wind. He wiped the mud off her face with his sleeve, his eyes soft as he asked, "How did you become like this?"
Jiuxi grabbed his wrist with her backhand, stood on tiptoe, and ravaged his jade-white face. There was a layer of red marks on the part where she kissed. She stretched out her other hand and said, "I'm so tired. I want to hug you."
As far as I can remember, she has never done anything so cute.
He reached out and put his arm around her waist. With a little force, he lifted her up horizontally. Her arms lazily hooked around his neck, and her cheek rested on his chest. Hearing his heartbeat in his chest, she couldn't help but feel relieved and murmured, "The human world is okay. The sea creatures of the four seas are okay again... I'm so sleepy... Hmm."
He held her in his arms and sat on the pear blossom chair. Her scattered hair brushed against his arm, and the touch was the same as always. She was really tired, and there was weariness in her eyes and brows. However, because of this extremely doting posture, she really looked like a lazy cat.
He lowered his head and kissed her soft lips with unprecedented tenderness, savoring every bit of her tenderness. She buried her head deeper, mumbling something, but his kiss was as reassuring as ever, and her lingering feelings lingered around. For some reason, suddenly a drop of salty liquid dripped onto her skin. Before she could react, the world turned upside down. His kiss fell like a storm, and his arms tightened, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood, and be extremely affectionate.
This kiss was too long, sometimes gentle, sometimes domineering, carrying the refreshing breath of a man, and became an indelible mark engraved in her bones and blood.
When she finally fell asleep in his arms, worry appeared on his face. He stood up and carried the sleeping woman to the inner hall. Looking at the woman's tired little face, he carefully lit the requiem incense in the room. As the curling smoke drifted away, she slept more soundly.
He sat beside the bed, caressing her pale face with his slender hands. Even though he had a thousand words to say, they stagnated in his throat and only became a short call, "Axi."
The person on the bed was sleeping too soundly to hear his call.
He walked out of the hall and looked at Xiao Guo'er, who was sitting on the steps in a daze. He then slowly sat down. Xiao Guo'er's eyes were filled with pity. She grabbed Ming Ye's sleeve and said, "Daddy, will the sky fire land in the underworld?"
Mingye raised his lips in a cold arc, looked at the stars in the sky, and smiled, "No. With Daddy and Mommy here, nothing will happen to the underworld."
"I just saw that mother looked very tired. Is it difficult to deal with?" Xiao Guoer opened her eyes wide and looked at Mingye worriedly.
"Jialou Qingjue." Mingye's tone was serious and solemn. Xiao Guoer didn't react for a moment. The ghost messengers all called Xiao Guoer "Little Prince", while Jiuxi and the others called him "Little Guoer". Even Xiao Guoer himself almost forgot the name Jialou Qingjue.
Xiao Guoer hesitated for a moment and replied, "Daddy."
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