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Seeing the big man's expression change, I knew that what the Island Master had to say would not be good. I weakly said, "You..."
"Master, remember that you owe him again," he replied.
"I understand, my master is really angry."
I complained lightly due to my bad mood, which earned me a roll of the eyes from the big man.
Regardless, Mingyue followed us onto the island, which was the best outcome, right?
"Yan Xi, what kind of place is Qilin Island? The name sounds so strange," she asked.
I didn't know how to answer Mingyue because I didn't quite understand it myself.
"I don't know either, but I've been living here for a month. Fortunately, the big man has been taking care of me," I said.
"Oh, such a nice place! But we probably won't stay up there for long," she replied.
Seeing her eyes dimmed, I recalled the purpose of her visit and quickly asked, "Why? Did something happen? What did you want when you came to find me?"
She glanced around cautiously and suddenly became more guarded.
"Let's not talk about it now. Wait until we get off the boat," she said.
I nodded in agreement.
Before we disembarked, the big man blindfolded Shangguan Mingyue. Although I didn't know why he did this, I also put on a blindfold so that Mingyue wouldn't feel strange.
As I caught the familiar scent of flowers, I knew I had arrived in front of the wooden cabin. The burly man came over and removed the blindfolds from our eyes.
Mingyue looked around and exclaimed, "Wow, this place is like a paradise! It's really nice here."
"Yan Xi, you all rest for a bit. I'll go cook for you," the burly man said before leaving. He was still somewhat unfamiliar with Mingyue, so he was more cautious around her.
"Come on, let's go inside," I said, pulling Mingyue into the cabin. She seemed particularly curious about the place, immediately starting to explore as soon as we entered.
"Yan Xi, you've been hiding out here for the past month?" she asked.
"Yes, that's right. I've been recuperating here. The burly man has been very kind to me and takes care of me. No one bothers me here," I replied, feeling grateful that the accident led me to Qilin Island and to him; otherwise, I wouldn't even have a place to stay.
"Mingyue, what did you want to tell me when you came?"
At the mention of this, her expression changed.
"Yan Xi, do you remember the last time when my senior brother went missing?"
I had initially wanted to go out and look for him. Although my interactions with my senior brother were limited, he was still my senior.
Concerned, I asked, "Have they found him?"
"No," her voice was faint as she lowered her head.
Seeing her like this, I immediately sensed that something was seriously wrong and pressed her, "What exactly is going on? Speak up, don’t just mumble."
When she looked up, her eyes were already red.
In an instant, my heart sank; something must have happened, or she wouldn't be like this.
"Yan Xi, Master... he..."
Hearing only half of the words was particularly frustrating.
"Come on, if you have something to say, just say it! Don’t leave me hanging like this."
"Master went down the mountain to find Senior Brother, but he also went missing."
Master has gone missing too; this was serious.
Lingyunzi is the leader of the Xuan Sect and has been in charge for over ten years without any issues. He is even referred to as an Earth Immortal.
Could it be that something major is about to happen? Otherwise, it’s terrifying that both of them have disappeared.
"And..." she mumbled, wanting to continue.
There’s still more? In the month I’ve been away, what on earth has happened?
She pinched her brow lightly to relieve the pain and said, "Go on, what other news do you have?"
"There's one more piece of news that I don't know if you'll want to hear," she replied.
Seeing the flicker in her eyes, I knew exactly who she was referring to.
"You mean news about Mu Xuanche, right? I don't really care anymore," I said.
She checked again for a moment, and only when she confirmed that I was genuinely unresponsive did she continue.
"Bai Qiling told me that Mu Xuanche is looking for you."
After hearing this, I was momentarily stunned.
"What does he want with me?"
Mingyue dared not speak but kept glancing anxiously at my stomach.
There was no need to ask; I couldn't bring myself to voice it. I never expected him to be so heartless.
I had taken the initiative to leave, yet he still wouldn't let go. Wasn't the child inside me his?
"Alright, Mingyue, that's enough. I understand," I said.
I didn't want Mingyue to leave; my fists were clenched tightly. I feared that I might explode at any moment.
Mingyue glanced at me and silently closed her mouth, not daring to say another word.
The wooden cabin instantly transformed into the most oppressive place. I simply couldn't stay here any longer; I had to leave. It was unbearable.
I knew Mingyue was concerned about me, but her worried gaze felt like the greatest pressure on me.
Leaving alone, Qilin Island was so vast—where could I possibly go?
In the end, no one expected that I would end up in a cell.
Lying in the cell that the Han had arranged for me, the slightly musty mattress brought me an unprecedented sense of calm.
I stroked my belly, and it seemed that the little one inside could already sense me. Occasionally, a gentle movement surprised me.
Thoughts of Mu Xuanche flashed through my mind. He had protected me at all costs, nearly losing himself for me in the cellar.
Time had passed, and in such a short period, he had completely changed.
Could this be true?
Or was he deceiving me from the very beginning? I didn't even dare to think about it.
Tears slipped from the corners of my eyes without my noticing, and the pain in my heart twisted painfully.
It hurt so much that I felt like I might faint. I forced myself to sleep, trying not to think about these things.
In the dim room, with a silent atmosphere, I slowly drifted into slumber.
In a haze, I felt someone's hand gently stroking my forehead.
My eyelids felt too heavy to open, and I could only slightly part them to create a narrow slit.
What a familiar face it was, as beautiful as a sculpture, with a cold yet captivating aura. His deep-set eyes belonged to him.
Mu Xuanche, the one I could only see in my dreams now. He reached out and gently brushed away my hand, smoothing my furrowed brow.
I didn't dare to sit up; this was just a dream. If I woke up, would he disappear?
His long fingers grazed my cheek, sending a slight electric thrill through me. Was this the feeling of him returning?
Should I speak to him? I hesitated; what if I spoke and shattered the dream?
So I quietly gazed at him without saying a word, waiting for him to speak first.
He slowly leaned down, his forehead hovering just above mine.
Suddenly, a drop of something salty entered my mouth.
The taste was slightly bitter; it must have been tears, but they weren't my tears.
A magnetic, deep voice whispered in my ear, his unique presence surrounding me. "I'm sorry."
The moment he finished speaking, I heard a loud crash—my heart shattering within me.
It stopped beating. This had to be a dream; in this dream, he apologized to me, right?
I had no words as he opened his mouth and captured my lips.
Images of Jin Ping flashed through my mind, and I struggled to resist, yet I found myself sinking into his tenderness.
As I lightly parted my lips, I allowed him to invade.
He pried open my shell with urgency and dominance, not giving me a moment to breathe.
Yet, despite this, I was unwilling to let go of him.
Even though fear lingered in my heart and anger simmered at the pain he caused, I still refused to give up.
A faint sound reached my ears—the sound of my buttons coming undone.
Suddenly, my face flushed, and shyly, I buried my head in his embrace.
I knew this was a dream, yet I was drawn to it.
Only in dreams could I boldly express my longing for him like this.
His cold hands touched my heated skin, sending a shiver through my entire body.
I reached out to press down on his hand, intending to make him stop, but he grasped my hand in return.
His hand held mine as he led me on a journey downward, further and further...
Until we reached a certain place, he finally released my hand and flashed me a smile.
In an instant, I understood his meaning, and my face felt as if it could drip water.
I gave him a light punch, but he had no intention of letting me go.
Hao gently nibbled on my earlobe, swaying back and forth. A sticky sensation washed over me, making me extremely uncomfortable.
"Help me,"
he whispered softly. My rationality had vanished, and my hands moved involuntarily.
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