Suddenly, all movement ceased, and an eerie silence reigned.
Inside, there was a chaotic mess after a delightful moment.
Yu Yao's face was flushed red, and her body still harbored lingering afterglow.
She bit her lip, forcefully pushing the man on her, her eyes filled with panic.
"Get up."
The man in front of her stood like a wall, unmoving.
Outraged, she reached out and twisted his waist fiercely.
"Mo Jue, don't do that. Otherwise, he will find us."
Her voice was urgent, and her eyes grew more and more panicked, fearing that Xuan Jing would barge in at any second.
Mo Jue stared at her with his dark, deep eyes, his gaze filled with jealousy, but he smiled slyly, a smile that was dangerous and cruel: "What if he does find out? Yaoyao, don't forget, in our previous life you were my wife. You promised me on my deathbed that we would be husband and wife in our next life. So what? Are you going to break your promise?"
Yu Yao's face was flushed red, her eyes like clear spring water, with shimmering waves. She was both charming and gentle, with a lingering allure after the passion, making her incredibly attractive.
She struggled fiercely, trying to use her demonic power to throw him off, but she was afraid of hurting him. She recalled that she had indeed promised him in her previous life, but it was to give him peace of mind when he left.
Who would have thought they would meet again.
She couldn't help but suspect that there might be a bug in the system. If she were to encounter those male leads she had previously conquered during missions, what was she supposed to do? Would she still want to live?
Mo Jue, seeing her silent, seemed to accept it by default. His eyes turned red, and he felt a mixture of pain and jealousy that was difficult to bear.
He kissed her, his voice low and hoarse, "Yaoyao, one must be honest. Please don't be a little liar. Liars are not liked by anyone, you know?"
She felt helpless in her heart, "Mo Jue, the promise I made to you in my previous life was to let you go with peace of mind. In this life, I have already been bound, so please don't make it hard for me, okay?"
"Yaoyao, I don't want to make things difficult for you either, but the thought of you being affectionate with other men will drive me insane. Do you understand?"
Mo Jue's eyes turned a fierce red, and he held her even tighter, his voice cold and unyielding, "I don't care. I only know that you belong to me. You promised me in a previous life, and you can't back out in this one."
Yu Yao looked at him helplessly, her heart extremely conflicted and also afraid that Xuan Jian would intrude at any second. "We'll talk about this later. Can you please let me leave first?"
Seeing that Mo Jue still refused to let go and only hugged her even tighter, she bit her lip.
Her gaze shifted to the door, and she gritted her teeth, using her demon power gently to push him away without causing him harm.
Mo Jue's body couldn't help but leave under her control, standing there like that, with his disheveled black hair falling on his shoulders, adding a few more degrees of freedom.
He looked at her in disbelief, his eyes red as if he were a wounded beast.
He tightly pressed his thin lips, the seductive curve of his mouth disappeared, and the flames in his eyes gradually extinguished, replaced by cold, rigid lines.
Seeing him in that state, Yu Yao's heart trembled, and it wasn't a pleasant feeling. "I'm sorry, I am no longer the pure self from my previous life. I have entanglements now. If you cannot accept that, then forget me."
After saying that, she didn't dare to look into Mo Jue's eyes anymore, quickly dressed and adjusted herself. She tried to calm her disordered breath and her face was still slightly flushed.
She looked at herself in the mirror, saw the red mark on her neck through the bronze mirror, and furrowed her brow slightly. Her demon power flickered at the tip of her finger, and the red mark vanished in an instant.
Seeing that everything was okay, she left the room in a hurry.
Mo Jue remained in that position, motionless, his icy eyes filled with unbearable pain as if someone had hollowed out his soul.
He couldn't understand why the vows from a past life were so easily broken in this one.
Watching her stern departure, his heart also gradually sank to the bottom, filling with darkness, coldness, and endless despair.
"Yaoyao, you are indeed heartless."
He murmured softly to himself, silently dressing, his movements stiff and mechanical as if he had lost all his strength.
His eyes were hollow, and his heart was filled with sorrow and death.
Mo Jue stepped out of the room, the bright sunlight shone on him, but could not warm his cold and dead heart.
He looked up at the sky, his lips curving into a cold, cruel smile, "Even if you're not pure anymore, this life can only belong to me. Even if it's as a corpse, we can start over another life. Next time, I'll meet you earlier."
He deeply looked in a certain direction in the courtyard, and then his figure flashed and disappeared in an instant.
Here, Yu Yao did not know that Mo Jue had already left. She hurried to Aunt Zhou's residence and saw the figures of Xuan Jing and two children.
An An and You You, the two little rascals, hung on Xuan Jing one after another, incredibly happy, giggling continuously.
Although Xuan Jian doesn't often accompany his children, they are not strangers to him. Instead, they are very attached to him and refuse to let go, perhaps this is the natural inclination of father and son.
Yu Yao stood at the door, slightly dazed, watching the scene inside the room.
The interaction between Xuan Jing and the two children was so warm that it brought a surge of warmth to her heart, but at the same time, she felt a deep sense of guilt.
Suddenly, she felt very greedy. She wanted to have many things, but completely ignored their feelings.
Now, she deeply hurt Mo Jue again.
She didn't even know what she was doing. She always wanted to have everything and couldn't bear to let go of any of it.
She calmed herself and walked into the room softly and quietly.
An An and You You immediately excitedly extended their small hands, mumbled unclearly, "Liang Qi, Liang Qin, Ma Rjen."
Yu Yao smiled, gently picking An An off Xuan Jing's body.
Xuan Jing saw her and a gentle and happy smile spread across his face. Seeing her exhausted expression and a slight redness on her face, he frowned slightly, "Are you tired from working? If you're busy, please hire more people, don't hurt yourself."
She felt a panic in her heart, "I'm fine, I just finished some things."
She tried to make her voice sound calm and dared not meet his gaze, only bowing her head to play with An An, hiding the guilt in her eyes.
"The children miss you very much," she said softly, tickling An An in her arms.
Xuan Jing looked at her, feeling that something was wrong with her, but he couldn't figure out where it was. He also played with the baby in his arms, "It must have been hard for you during my absence."
Yu Yao forced a smile, looking at the two adorable children and the concerned, tender gaze of Xuan Jing, feeling more guilty with each passing moment.
Her wild behaviors of the past few days were truly sorry to Xuan Jian, but she couldn't resist Mo Jue, and couldn't control herself either.
The two children happily laughed in the middle of them, seemingly unaware of the subtle atmosphere between the adults.
Afraid that Xuan Jian would notice something, she pulled him to sit on a green stone bench in the courtyard. They sat there, one holding An An and the other holding You You, creating a warm and harmonious scene, as if they were a happily married couple.
"You went to the capital city, right? How did the investigation go? Did you find Yun Yan?"
After sitting down, Yu Yao's gaze fell on Xuan Jing, initiating a change in topic.
Xuan Jing, seeing that she asked about this, gave a faint smile and did not hide anything. He recounted the process of being invited to the palace by Emperor Xuan Wu, followed by his own journey to Lin's village and meeting Yun Yan.
Yu Yao listened attentively, and the unnatural feeling in her heart was reduced a lot, becoming more natural.
In the Imperial Palace, within the Imperial Study.
The night was deep and dark, with only a few flickering candle flames, casting the silhouette of Emperor Xuan Wu into a long, distorted reflection on the cracked wall.
The scrolls in his hand had been put down for a long time, but his thoughts kept drifting back to that sealed-off past, filled with a mixture of emotions.
"Your Majesty, I have an important matter to report."
A soft announcement was heard outside, interrupting Emperor Xuan Wu's contemplation.
Emperor Xuan Wu looked up, his sharp gaze directed towards the doorway. He spoke in a stern voice, "Enter."
Yue Ying pushed the door open, his steps firm, a hard-to-conceal smile on his face: "Your Majesty, Master Xuan Jing was indeed the baby that Yun Yan abandoned at the mountain gate of Wanfo Temple years ago. The abbot of Wanfo Temple took him back and raised him."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Xuan Wu stood up excitedly, "Hahaha, Yue Ying, is this really true?"
"As your Majesty said, the matter is true. The dragon pattern jade pendant was given personally by the abbot to Master Xuan Jian."
"That's good. You've done well."
Emperor Xuan Wu nodded slightly, and after his excitement subsided, he quickly regained his composure. His gaze turned to Yue Ying, and he immediately ordered, "Secretly bring Master Xuan Jian into the palace. Keep the matter concealed and don't let any information leak out."
The murderer who killed the Concubine Guifei has not been captured yet. He fears that the news might leak, leading someone to make a move against Master Xuan Jian.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Yue Ying understood the emperor's concerns and answered with respect, then quickly left.
After Yue Ying withdrew, the Imperial Study once again returned to its tranquility, but beneath this calmness lay the turbulent waves in Emperor Xuan Wu's heart.
He stood up, went to the window, and gazed out at the dark night sky outside. His expression was filled with emotion: "Ming'er, our child is still alive. I've finally found him."
