Capítulo 1243: Chapter 907: Drunken Winds of This Night (Part 3)
Zhao Changhe also felt more and more uneasy. Originally, he approached her to ask for dicinal materials, but until now, he hadn’t voiced his request. She slled so fragrant… and the scent seed so familiar, the kind he had wanted to nibble on a few hours ago.
He also recalled the familiar sensation, even the breathing and moaning echoed in his ears.
Both of them couldn’t withstand the atmosphere and suddenly spoke at the sa ti: “You…”
Then they turned their heads with peculiar expressions, looked at each other, and said in unison: “You go first.”
Ye Wuming finally laughed: “Such a soap opera.”
Zhao Changhe also laughed: “It shows there’s so basis in reality.”
Ye Wuming flipped her delicate hand, revealing an Elixir in her palm: “You were looking for dicine, right? Here, take it.”
Initially, she was so humiliated and angry that she wouldn’t willingly give him dicine, but now she did it so naturally, as if it was ant to be.
Zhao Changhe naturally took the dicine and swallowed it directly.
His white hair soon visibly began to turn black, and before long, it restored its original appearance.
Ye Wuming glanced at him: “It looked better white.”
Zhao Changhe wanted to ask if she had a white hair fetish or if the white-haired form took her first kiss.
But the words never left his lips; he just continued to silently absorb the dicine’s effects. The dicine that Ye Wuming treasured in the Night Palace not only had a hair-dyeing effect but contained surging Life Force, beneficial for other injuries’ recovery as well.
Ye Wuming said: “So, what were you trying to say earlier?”
Zhao Changhe was silent for a mont, then replied: “I wanted to say that seeing you and Ruoyu reading together… looked very warm.”
Actually, he had already forgotten what he was going to say…
Ye Wuming was also silent for a while, then said: “Ruoyu suggests we fully revive the Law regarding Elixirs, Talismans, and Magical Treasures. I will discuss it with Jiuyou.”
This was intentionally steering the conversation away from the awkward family dynamic of a family of three.
Zhao Changhe had so much to say but didn’t know how to start. Finally, he said: “Alright… once you define the new rules, I’ll have Chichi promote it vigorously in the mortal realm.”
After speaking, there was nothing more to say. The two stood silently for a while, and Zhao Changhe finally took his leave sowhat embarrassed. Ye Wuming continued to look at the pool, not even saying goodbye.
Zhao Changhe feared if he didn’t leave soon, he would want to embrace her… and in this state, he would likely be beaten to death by Ye Wuming if he did.
What he didn’t know was that after he left, Ye Wuming, who appeared calm and observant, let out a long sigh, her shoulders sowhat sagging.
She did not know how she would have reacted if Zhao Changhe had embraced her just now.
Ling Ruoyu’s small head popped up nearby: “Mother…”
Ye Wuming mustered a slight smile: “What is it? Is there sothing difficult in the Heavenly Book?”
“No, I want to rest for a while. Can you sleep with , mother, and tell stories from the last epoch?”
Ye Wuming happily embraced her daughter: “Alright, let’s go to sleep.”
Ling Ruoyu blinked.
She had heard her father say earlier that he refrained from bathing with the concubines because she was there. If she left, it wouldn’t be a problem. Her mother seed to have forgotten that her core Divine Soul was still within Aunt Jiuyou, and every ti they engaged in Dual Cultivation, it was an intimate act between her father and mother.
Their atmosphere had been weird enough today; if they did it more, wouldn’t they just get used to it over ti?
In essence, they were just two stubborn individuals, unable to face things as directly as Dragon Sparrow. Ling Ruoyu quietly touched the Dragon Sparrow tactician in her arms, her fingers subtly hooking one another. A tiny phantom erged from Broadsword, and they pinky-promised, declaring victory.
Ye Wuming told stories while holding her child, and as she spoke, her main Divine Soul in Ye Jiuyou’s sea of consciousness saw the two of them embrace and roll into the pool together.
Before long, Zhao Changhe and Ye Jiuyou beca one, and in Ye Wuming’s perception, it was no different than entering herself.
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