Dúgū Yè opened the door and came out, and saw her, full of surprise in his eyes, "Yáo'er, you are here."
Yu Yao softly stepped into the study, her gaze complex as she looked at him, "If I hadn't come, you foolish one would really have gone to the infernal realm."
Dúgū Yè laughed softly, the smile hiding a bit of unrestrained and deep affection, "As long as Yáo'er likes it, even if I go to hell with a knife or through fire, I would be content. How can walking through the Underworld be any worse?"
She curved her lips, the words sounding pleasing to her mood. She was also happy, but couldn't help but test him: "Are you afraid that you will really die?"
"I could die for you in my past life, and I am the same in this life."
Dúgū Yè gently pulled her in with a hand, pulling her into his arms. He embraced her waist with his large hands, his eyes filled with tender longing, "Yáo'er, my love for you has never diminished; instead, it has grown stronger. You are my life, my air. Without you, what is the meaning of living?"
"Talkative and glib."
Yu Yao's face turned a bit red, her small hand drawing circles on his chest, her lips curving into a seductive smile, her mood extremely good.
"Haha..."
Dúgū Yè hugged her tightly, his low laugh sounding like it came from his chest, muffled but extremely seductive.
Seeing the woman's rosy cheeks, stunningly beautiful, his heart moved slightly, and he whispered softly, "Yáo'er, every word I say is sincere, not at all glib."
Blushing, she gently lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes quivering softly like butterfly wings.
Dúgū Yè looked at her delicate, shy appearance, filled with love and admiration for her. "Yáo'er, are you willing to marry me?"
Yu Yao, upon hearing this, felt her heart skip a beat and lifted her eyes slightly, her eyes flickering with complexity.
She gently bit her lower lip, appearing hesitant. After a moment, she softly said, "If you can treat me as you did in the last life, then I will marry you."
Dúgū Yè's eyes suddenly shone with brilliant light, as he gazed at her tenderly and earnestly. "Yáo'er, in the last life, we loved each other without a doubt. In this life, I will certainly treat you even more gently, and I will also raise your two children as my own."
She looked up at him, curving her lips into a smile, "I never doubt the truth of your words. However, my status is that of a widow, while you are the Crown Prince of the East Palace. How can you marry me?"
As she continued, her expression was laced with mockery.
Dúgū Yè furrowed his brow, reaching out to gently lift her chin with his hand. The depths of his eyes were filled with an indissoluble emotion and persistence.
"Yáo'er, do not worry about your identity. Once I have made up my mind about you, I will do whatever it takes to marry you. If the emperor does not allow it, I will go with you wherever you go. Wherever you are, I'll follow. Can we be together forever?"
She just stared at him blankly, the smile on her lips growing wider and wider. Overwhelmed with joy, she kissed his handsome face and said softly, "I believe in you."
Whether he is the Crown Prince of the East Palace or a commoner, the two of them can live happily wherever they are.
In their previous life, despite the harsh environment of the beast world, they still managed to go from having nothing to uniting the entire beast world and becoming the most respected king and queen of beasts.
Dúgū Yè was delighted by her kiss, his heart blooming with joy. A possessive kiss descended, sweeping away all the air within her.
Night was profound and long, the dim candlelight reflecting on the emotional couple in the study, as well as the scattered clothes, books, calligraphy, paintings, and writing implements.
By the time the sky turned pale with dawn, Yu Yao quietly left the Eastern Palace and returned to her residence in Wuyi Lane.
In the Wuyi Lane, there was a silence. Yu Yao had just stepped over the threshold when Zhou Bo noticed her and hurried to greet her, "Madam, you're finally back. Master Xuänjì took away the two little masters and left a note."
She slightly hesitated, taking the note. There were only a few words on it: "The children have been taken away. Do not worry, I will take care of them well. Left by Xuánjì."
A brief sentence, like cold water pouring over her head, making her completely sober.
Xuanji took away the children, utterly disregarding whether she, as their mother, would miss them.
Compared to Mo's deep affection, Xuanji's so-called like and love are pathetic.
This man has been captivated by bloodlines rather than her from the beginning to the end.
Yu Yao's eyes were cold as she crushed the note in her hand into powder and casually scattered it, then entered the house.
Looking at the empty crib, her eyes darkened even more. Her fingers gently touched the cold wooden edge, causing a wave of indescribable bitterness to fill her heart.
Xuanji is the biological father of An An and Yōu Yōu, and it is impossible for him to be bad to them. But as a mother, she can't help but feel the urge to visit them.
At the break of dawn, the sky over the capital began to turn a light purple blue.
She transformed into a streak of light, disappearing into the house in an instant, only to reappear at the Wei Wang Palace in the next.
Within the mansion, the atmosphere was tranquil and harmonious, with only the occasional bird chirping and distant murmurs from servants.
She did not reveal herself but remained hidden in the shadows, her gaze inadvertently falling on the direction of the side hall. Her spiritual senses detected that An An and Yōu Yōu were there.
She moved silently over, peering through the gaps in the window frames. She saw Xuanji carefully feeding the two children milk.
He feeds them with a small spoon, scoop by scoop, with gentle and careful movements, fearing that he might choke. The depths of his eyes are filled with paternal love.
This scene softened Yu Yao's heart. Although this man does not love her as much as Mo Jue, he truly cares for the two children.
She did not go in, standing outside the window watching.
Since she used demonic power to conceal her form, no one noticed her.
As Xuanji was a high monk from the Buddhist sect, he quickly sensed the approach of an evil spirit, one that was extremely familiar. With just a slight perception, he knew who had come.
He quickly flashed a surprised look, and stopped feeding the children. He gently placed the bowl down, and looked at the door with his eyes, "Yáo'er, since you have come, why did you hide outside and not come in?"
Yu Yao was slightly stunned. She did not intend to appear, but she hadn't expected Xuanji to notice.
After hesitating for a moment, she revealed her form and slowly stepped into the side hall. Her figure seemed to appear and fade in the morning light, like an elf in the morning mist.
An An and Yōu Yōu saw her and were very happy. The two little guys crawled over with their hands and feet, making sounds like "Mommy, mommy, give me a hug..."
Since he was feeding the children, they were placed on the bed. With their crawling, the two children crawled to the edge.
She was scared and her heart raced. She quickly rushed over to pick up the two children.
The two children had no sense of danger, and seeing their mother made them very happy. Their little heads kept touching her chest.
Xuanji was also startled and was relieved when he saw her securely hold the two children.
"You can install a railing on the bed, which will be safer, and you can also order someone to make two baby chairs, which are convenient for eating and sitting. You've seen the style before."
She teased and doted on An An and Yōu Yōu, and couldn't help but give instructions.
Xuanji listened to her words, his expression extremely complicated, "I will have someone go and install the railing. The baby chair was already ordered to be made last night, and it will be delivered as soon as it's ready."
Yu Yao slightly nodded, only holding the two children close and didn't say anything else.
Seeing the warm scene in front of him, Xuanji's heart became even more complicated and sorrowful, "Yáo'er, I…"
Her eyes were also complex, and she knew what Xuanji wanted to say. She did not look at him, but instead played with the two children.
"I just came to see the children."
Her voice was cold and she tried her best to keep her emotions from showing, but the coldness in her eyes was hard to hide.
Seeing her cold attitude and the fact that she didn't look at him once from beginning to end, Xuanji's heart ached, and it was incredibly sour and uncomfortable.
"Yáo'er, I know that taking away the children has hurt you, but I am a father, and I cannot watch them suffer..."
He tried to explain, but once again, Yu Yao interrupted him with a cold expression, "There's no need to explain. I'm just here to see the kids and then I'll leave."
She held the two children to play, her peripheral vision catching sight of the half bowl of milk left on the table beside her. She picked it up and sniffed, knowing it was goat's milk.
She tried the temperature with her backhand and found it just right, then fed it to the two children.
The two children were very obedient and quickly finished the milk in their bowl.
Yu Yao put down the bowl, played with the two children for a while more, then reluctantly stood up to leave.
As she walked to the door, she hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but whisper, "They are growing up, you can start feeding them some soft food. Don't always feed them milk."
She left these words and then left with a completely indifferent face.
Xuanji watched her walking away, feeling even more sorrowful and deeply distressed.
He didn't know how things had become like this, and he also tried very hard to love her.
Does she just give up on herself because he hesitated and didn't go to pick the bian'an hua?
He looked cold, exuding an endless loneliness and melancholy.
Hearing the two children's cooing, he finally came back to his senses, composed himself, and went over to pick them up.
