Not far away, there was a sound, and Wen Xiao’ai instinctively looked over, only to see Nie Jiuque crouching under a tree, busy with sothing unknown.
She stood up, holding the black robe from her body, and walked forward curiously.
"What are you doing?"
"You’re awake?" Nie Jiuque turned around at the sound and greeted her happily.
"What are you up to?"
"You’ll know in a little while, I’ll be done soon, just wait a bit longer."
As he spoke, his hands moved a little faster.
Wen Xiao’ai stepped forward, holding the black robe, crouched down with him, picked up a vine rope woven from vines on the ground and looked at it, then saw a thick wooden board lying on the ground.
"Are you making a swing?"
"Yes." He replied, sowhat clumsily weaving the vine in his hands, his beautiful hands full of cuts and stained with the juice from the green vines.
"I was afraid you’d get too bored, so I’m making a swing for you to play with."
"I’ve noticed you’ve been drowsy and sleeping a lot lately, lacking energy. It must be because you’re too bored."
Wen Xiao’ai watched the very serious Nie Jiuque, unable to understand why he was doing this.
What’s more, he could have just waved a finger to make it appear, so why did he want to make it by hand?
Wen Xiao’ai squatted there, watching him weave the vine rope.
"How much longer do I have to hide here?"
She suddenly asked.
She didn’t know what kind of turnaround Nie Jiuque was waiting for or how long they’d have to wait.
These days, Nie Jiuque stayed here with her every day, doing nothing, and she really couldn’t stand it any longer.
Nie Jiuque’s hands paused slightly, then he lifted his gaze to her.
Beneath the mask, his eyes shone with resolute light.
"Just wait a bit longer, trust ."
As long as he found one last person, he could truly awaken the Soul-suppressing Beast.
Then he could use the Spiritual Power of the Soul-suppressing Beast to restore his own strength.
At that ti, no one in the Six Realms could do anything to him, and no one could hurt her.
"So did you tell Jun Moyan that I didn’t marry Brother Ye Qi?"
"...Yes."
"You told him?" Her sullen little face finally broke into a smile.
He looked at her and suddenly went silent.
These days, she’d been sleeping more than being awake, and even when awake, she was listless. The girl who always loved to smile hadn’t smiled much these days, making his mood just as somber.
But now that he saw her smile, it felt glaringly bright, and he couldn’t feel happy at all.
"Yes." He responded to her again.
Watching her little face beaming like a flower.
Wen Xiao’ai, who squatted into a small ball on the ground, happily covered her laughing mouth with two small hands.
Nie Jiuque lowered his head, continuing his work, unwilling to see her joyfully smiling for another man.
Suppressing his inner jealousy, he silently weaved the vine rope, but his already clumsy actions beca even more awkward.
Wen Xiao’ai just squatted there, imrsed in the joy of reuniting with Jun Moyan next ti.
The two people, sitting so close, seed to be in completely different worlds...
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Holy City
A certain hotel
"Third Young Master Jun, Uncle Ming sent to deliver an invitation, sincerely inviting you to our Bai Family’s business banquet in three days. We hope you’ll have ti to attend."
Jun Moyan lowered his eyes, looked at the gilded invitation handed to him, and reached out to take it.
"Please tell Uncle Ming that I’ll co if I have ti."
"Alright, I will definitely pass on the ssage..."
"Hmm? No invitation for ?" Ais’s figure appeared from behind Jun Moyan’s back.
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