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Duck noticed that Xiang Xueer looked unwell and immediately swallowed hard, shaking his head vigorously: "It wasn't my idea; it was Qingtian who forced me to do this!"
Qingtian? How did it come back to Qingtian again? Xiang Xueer furrowed her brows and stared at Duck, grabbing its slender neck and sternly demanding, "Confess and you will be treated leniently; resist and you will face severe consequences. Now tell me, what on earth are you two up to?"
Duck rolled his eyes and pointed vigorously at a nearby Ruined Temple: "It's the Demon Lord Sister. You can go check the Ruined Temple yourself; Li Yunyang is waiting for you in there!"
Li Yunyang? Xiang Xueer was taken aback for a moment, then immediately released Duck. What was going on? Could it be that this guy had figured things out and was planning to ditch that Linglong to come find her?
Suddenly, Xiang Xueer felt a surge of excitement and turned to head towards the Ruined Temple. In the distance, she could see a faint glow from the candles inside.
Could it be that what Duck said was true? As soon as Xiang Xueer stepped into the Ruined Temple, she turned her head and saw Lan Ran Qingtian already waiting there. Upon seeing Xiang Xueer and Duck, he walked over: "You finally made it; I've been waiting for you for quite a while!"
Xiang Xueer grabbed Qingtian, glaring at him as she questioned, "Qingtian, how could you conspire with Duck! Quickly tell me, where is Li Yunyang!"
Qingtian immediately burst into laughter, pouting as he pointed to a nearby red-painted pillar. There stood Li Yunyang, still dressed in a red wedding outfit, leaning against the pillar motionless.
Frowning, she approached and quickly realized that Li Yunyang had fainted. Seeing this, she was instantly furious: "You two actually kidnapped him?"
As a result, when Xiang Xueer turned around, she found that Qingtian and Duck had already reached the door: "As friends, we've brought him here for you; the rest is up to you."
With their mission accomplished, Lan Ran Qingtian and Duck turned and vanished from the Ruined Temple. Xiang Xueer walked to the entrance, glanced outside with a sigh, then turned back to look at the still unconscious Li Yunyang, gently walking towards him.
Looking at that familiar face, she couldn't help but reach out to touch his forehead, trailing her fingers down his nose to the corners of his lips. No matter how long it had been, this face never left her dreams, as if it were imprinted deep within her heart.
"Um!" Li Yunyang furrowed his brows slightly, gradually opening his eyes to see Xiang Xueer looking at him. He was immediately startled and sat up, turning to look around the environment, and asked, "Shirley, how did you end up here? What is this place?"
Xiang Xueer quickly stood up and turned her body to the side. "Don't you remember? Today is your wedding day!"
Upon hearing this, Li Yunyang immediately got up from the ground and touched his neck. "Yeah, I don't remember who knocked me out. I woke up here. What on earth is going on?"
Looking up at the sky, he realized that the wedding should have already ended. This was indeed a problem; he needed to hurry back. Just as he was about to leave, his legs seemed unresponsive for some reason, and he stopped, turning to look at Xiang Xueer, who had been silent for a while.
Xiang Xueer shot a sideways glance at Li Yunyang, feeling an inexplicable jealousy rise within her. "It was Qingtian and Duck who brought you here. Now that you're awake, hurry back to Ouyang Residence!"
As she said this, she lifted her leg to leave. Li Yunyang anxiously stepped forward and grabbed her hand, shouting, "Shirley, do you still not understand my feelings? I married Ouyang Linglong only because of my master's last wish!"
"What nonsense last wish! Only you idiots would follow it!" Xiang Xueer turned around and shouted angrily. "Let me tell you, Li Yunyang, don’t talk to me about useless things. You have two choices: one is to go back to Ouyang Residence and be your wife's husband; the other is to stay here!"
"Stay here?" Li Yunyang scratched his head in confusion, his expression darkening. This choice was indeed difficult; on one side was the engagement set by his master, and on the other was the woman he loved slipping into the demon realm.
What kind of ancient times is this? The dead still control the lives of others. So what if I'm a Demon Lord? The more Xiang Xueer thought about it, the angrier she became. She turned around and grabbed Li Yunyang by his collar. "It seems you are going to listen to your dead master’s last words. If that's the case, I'm leaving right now! Go back and sleep with your pretty wife!"
As Xiang Xueer turned to leave, suddenly two arms tightly wrapped around her from behind. Li Yunyang held her close and said, "Shirley, don't go! I love you! I don't want to be apart from you, but I can't go against my master!"
Xiang Xueer's heart trembled suddenly; this warm embrace made it impossible for her to break free. She turned around with tears glistening in her eyes and gently stood on her tiptoes to kiss his cold lips.
She didn't want to think about anything else; all those last wishes could roll aside. The two embraced tightly in Ruined Temple, candlelight reflecting on their cheeks, making it look like a bridal chamber filled with joy.
Xiang Xueer's cheeks were flushed as she lay on the straw, her hands tightly embracing Li Yunyang's broad back. Her clothes were nearly gone, revealing skin as smooth and white as jade.
Her slender figure had the graceful posture of Linglong, every inch of her fiery body exuding sensuality. Li Yunyang's strong hands explored every inch of her skin delicately.
She let out a soft hum, her body beginning to tremble slightly. Li Yunyang extended his tongue and gently licked the reddened corner of Xiang Xueer's mouth. Their lips, like two fiery red roses, pressed tightly together as he nibbled on her lips, moving down to her chin, kissing her neck and collarbone, continuing downward.
His cheeks grew hot, blood rushing through his veins...
"Ah!" Xiang Xueer furrowed her brows, her body suddenly stiffening. Caught off guard for the first time, she forgot that she was still a maiden.
"Did I hurt you?" Apologies spilled from Li Yunyang's lips as they intertwined. Xiang Xueer shook her head and relaxed her body, as if enchanted, sinking into the intoxicating sounds after just a moment of clarity...
In the early morning light, Li Yunyang opened his eyes and looked around. The straw beside him was empty; even the warmth from last night felt somewhat cold.
He quickly dressed and began searching around. After a long while in the Ruined Temple, he found no sign of Xiang Xueer, only a letter left on the ground. He hurriedly picked it up and opened it to find a line written inside: "It is better to forget each other than to share hardships."
Standing at the entrance of the Ruined Temple with the letter in hand, he gazed outside, feeling a wave of desolation wash over him. In the end, nothing had changed—the outcome was still separation.
Looking up at the swiftly passing clouds, he wondered if he was destined to be just a passerby in life. No matter how many vows he held in his heart, they could not stop this beating heart from losing its soul with her departure.
Master, is this what you wanted? Do you really want your disciple to become a soulless shell? Li Yunyang slowly closed his eyes; for the first time, a force of resistance surged within him.
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