Ji Mingyu’s expression was stern, but he gently kissed the corner of her lips. His deanor remained composed, yet his voice was rough, as if on the verge of burning with intensity.
“Don’t be afraid,” he murmured, his words laced with promise. “I won’t make a move on you before we’re married. I’ll wait until the day you’re completely mine.”
Xi Yue was stunned for a mont.
She stared blankly at the man in front of her. It was the sa voice, the sa face, and the sa words.
Nangong Yu also used to talk like that, showing the sa kind of care.
He said she ant the world to him, so of course, he couldn’t let her go through even the slightest pain.
So, even if it killed him to hold back, he’d wait until their wedding night to be intimate with her.
Xi Yue was a little dazed as she stared at the man in front of her without blinking once.
Is he really not Nangong Yu?
If he isn’t, why does my heart flutter every ti I get close to him? Why does he feel so strangely familiar, like soone I’m close with?”
But Nangong Yu is dead! I felt the heartbreaking pain of losing my love, and I also confird the scene of Nangong Yu’s death with Jin Zeyu and the others.
One of them lives in the Miluo Continent, and the other lives in the Siam Continent. Their strengths and personalities are so different that they can’t be the sa person.
She was lost in thought when she suddenly felt a hand pressing on her back. Warm spiritual power started pouring into her body.
One mont she was all wet, the next her skin felt completely dry and smooth.
Xi Yue ca back to her senses right away and realized that she was still wearing nothing but a blanket.
She imdiately blushed and waved her hand. Soon after, she was dressed in blue and white clothes.
Xi Yue struggled to break free from Ji Mingyu’s embrace. He just looked at her without saying anything and ordered, “Co here.”
Get lost!
Xi Yue took a step back cautiously.
Ji Mingyu narrowed his eyes slightly and casually flicked his hand. Xi Yue felt a sudden force yank her forward, straight into his arms.
She was fuming with embarrassnt and about to push him away when Ji Mingyu calmly said, “Easy now. Don’t move—I’m helping you break through the spiritual barrier.”
After saying that, he picked up Xi Yue like she was a child and set her down in front of him. His raspy voice was cold and solemn, but strangely captivating. “Sit cross-legged. Focus your spirit in your core.”
Xi Yue seed to be bewitched, and she did as Ji Mingyu said.
Soon, she felt a pure spiritual power slowly flow into her ridians and dantian.
She couldn’t explain it. Normally, she’d never channel the Circle of Life in front of others—not even when she was with Wuzhi or anyone from the Anlings.
But in front of Ji Mingyu, she revealed it without holding back.
It felt like deep down in her heart, she was convinced that this man would not hurt her.
The spiritual power Ji Mingyu poured into Xi Yue was unbelievably gentle—filled with warmth, love, and control. It coursed through her body, so blissful that she nearly gasped.
Strangely enough, Xi Yue picked up on a trace of coldness inside that otherwise gentle energy.
That bit of chill vanished as quickly as it appeared. When she focused in, it had already slipped away.
With Ji Mingyu guiding the flow, her spiritual power surged with increasing rhythm, inching her closer to breaking through.
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