Gu Sheng is a ruthless person, harsh on others and even harsher on himself.
He is also a madman.
His twisted possessiveness is sotis understandable to Jun Moyan, but at other tis incomprehensible.
If it were him and Xiaoguai...
No, such a possibility won’t happen.
He won’t allow such a thing to occur.
Jun Moyan returned to the Soul Suppressing Hall to continue casting spells to treat Gu Sheng and the drunkard.
Gu Sheng had little ti left, and the drunkard had no will to live, so neither could be awakened from their spiritual sense.
Bringing the dead to life might be an impossible feat for others, an act against the heavens.
But for Jun Moyan, it’s just a small effort.
He himself is transford from spiritual objects; he has the ability to heal everything in this world.
Late at night
Having finished everything, Jun Moyan returned to the side hall and saw the person sleeping soundly on the bed, all his fatigue disappeared, and tenderness slowly appeared in his eyes.
He approached, lay down beside Wen Xiao’ai, and gently held her in his arms.
He kissed her forehead and embraced her to sleep.
Just after falling asleep for a short while, he suddenly felt the emptiness in his arms and woke up almost in panic.
He suddenly sat up from the bed.
"Xiaoguai?"
"Xiao..."
When he saw the small furry head peeking out from under the sheets, Jun Moyan was taken aback, then closed his eyes.
He placed a hand on his own cold forehead, as if having just experienced sothing terrifying, his whole being sowhat drained.
His frantic heart pounded uncontrollably, and Jun Moyan slowly cald his emotions.
Just now, he was truly startled.
He lifted the quilt and gently lifted the small pink ball, placing it by the pillow.
Jun Moyan lay down again.
He touched Wen Xiao’ai’s soft, furry little belly and let out a long breath, but his heart still couldn’t settle down.
He nudged Wen Xiao’ai’s tender little nose with his own.
"Xiaoguai..."
"ow~"
In her sleep, Wen Xiao’ai seed to hear Jun Moyan’s voice and responded, with her tiny paws grabbing onto Jun Moyan’s face.
The babyish ow—a sound Jun Moyan hadn’t heard for a long ti.
He smiled, his frantic heart instantly calming considerably.
——
Human Realm
"Qing Yi, I’ve found the drunkard."
"Yes, in the Wu Garden, in your room, discovered during the cleaning this morning. But he’s been unconscious, and I’m taking him to the hospital now; you’d better co back soon."
Qing Yi, who was frantically searching for Jun Moyan and the drunkard in the Holy City, received a call from Bai Yi in the morning.
anwhile, the Bai Family, suspecting that Bai Tang’s disappearance and Jun Moyan’s were related, was also searching the city for Bai Tang and received a call from soone in the Bai Family.
Bai Tang had returned.
In his own room.
Also discovered by a servant during the morning cleaning.
Hong Yi left Qing Yi behind and rushed to the Bai Family.
Qing Yi left behind his subordinates and drove to the Capital City.
A journey that would typically take five or six hours, Qing Yi nearly killed himself to reach it in four.
The several days and nights of sleepless searching had him so exhausted he almost crashed.
Fortunately, he returned to the Capital City without incident.
When the car stopped in front of the hospital, Qing Yi rushed out of the car.
"Doctor, how is he?"
"All vital signs are normal, and there’s nothing wrong with his body."
"Then why hasn’t he woken up? It’s been several hours already."
"We’ve done all the necessary tests. Let’s wait a bit longer. If he doesn’t wake up within twenty-four hours, we’ll assess the situation again."
In the hospital room, Bai Yi and several doctors and nurses were gathered around the bed.
A figure suddenly burst in, startling everyone.
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