Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 351 Lingering
As Song Xinci gently loosened her robe, she felt a gaze that seemed to materialize and stare intently at her. Shyly, she said, "Why don't you go out?"

Yun Yi sat obediently by the door, but his eyes were restless. "It's cold outside, I'm not going."

"Then can you close your eyes? I told you to stay, not to look around."

"Look what's wrong with my wife?" Yun Yi muttered a couple of times, but still obediently closed his eyes.

"No peeking!"

"Mmm." The voice was very perfunctory.

Song Xinci didn't really trust Yun Yi. Deep down, she felt that this man was usually very reliable, but his "womanizing" nature meant she couldn't have any hope for him.

So she immediately stepped into the bathtub, and once the hot water enveloped her body, she finally felt a sense of security.

Seeing that Yun Yi kept his eyes closed, it seemed like he had really become well-behaved.

Curious, she crept up to him, trying to see if he hadn't closed his eyes at all.

Unexpectedly, Yun Yi suddenly opened his eyes, "Why are you so close?"

Startled, Song Xinci sat down in the water, wishing only her head was above water.

Yun Yi laughed and asked, "Are you alright? Does your butt hurt?"

Song Xinci was very annoyed and glared fiercely at the man, but it had no effect.

When her cultivation level was far higher than Yun Yi's, this move was useless, let alone now that their situations are reversed.

Staring? To Yi Yunyi, that's more like acting cute.

However, there was one thing that Yun Yi was very concerned about. He asked, "Why do you always keep your left hand outside? Are you injured? Let me see."

Song Xinci shook her head. "I'm afraid the words on my palm will melt away."

Yun Yi said gently, "That was written by me using magic, it won't disappear, so don't worry."

"Oh, okay." Song Xinci finally felt relieved and put her other hand into the hot water as well, letting out a soft hum of comfort.

It has to be said that Yunyi really understands himself; everything, from the water temperature to everything else, is just right.

It's strange that he seems to have done this kind of thing countless times.

Yunyi noticed that his wife was staring at him and asked, "Do I have flowers on my face?"

Song Xinci said, "I was just suddenly thinking that the words on my palm are still not detailed enough. What if I mistake someone for someone else one day?"

Unexpectedly, Yun Yi laughed and said, "Impossible."

"why?"

"The last person you saw before you closed your eyes to sleep, and the first person you saw when you woke up, were both me. The 'I' and 'you' in those words can only refer to the two of us, so how could you mistake one person for another?"

Song Xinci blushed. "So cheesy."

After soaking for a while, the water gradually cooled down. Yun Yi flicked his fingers and used magic to quickly clean up the mess.

It must be said that using magic and supernatural powers in combat is a minor matter!

Song Xinci had already crawled into bed, wearing only a thin gauze dress, wrapping herself up tightly, as if afraid of being taken advantage of.

Yun Yi found her behavior amusing; they were an old married couple, why was she suddenly so shy? The more she acted this way, the more Yun Yi felt a flutter in his heart, like someone entering their bridal chamber for the first time.

He blew out the light and went to bed to rest.

The room suddenly became pitch black, with only a few rays of moonlight filtering in. At this moment, it did not feel cold and desolate, but rather gentle and warm.

Yun Yi noticed that Song Xinci's breathing was uneven, indicating that she was not asleep, so he asked, "Are you still cold?"

Song Xinci said in a muffled voice, "It's not cold, it seems... a little hot."

"Are you wrapped up too tightly? Why don't you come out for some fresh air?"

Song Xinci obediently did as instructed, but still felt hot all over.

Even Yun Yi, who was some distance away, could feel her heat.

He quickly reached out to touch Song Xinci's forehead, and it was indeed very hot!

He then channeled his spiritual energy into her body to examine her condition. Strangely, she hadn't caught a cold...

For some reason, Song Xinci let out a soft moan when he touched her. Although she tried her best to suppress it and keep it as quiet as a mosquito's buzz, Yun Yi still heard it.

Yun Yi suddenly realized, "That bowl of 'Many Children, Many Blessings' soup?! What did Zhuozhuo put in it? Has she forgotten that you're now a mortal?" Luckily, Yun Yi only drank a sip, so it had no effect on him. But Song Xinci drank the whole bowl, and the effects were quite different.

He was about to go out to settle accounts with Nangong Zhuozhuo when his wife grabbed him. Their eyes met, and the atmosphere gradually became ambiguous.

Song Xinci: "I...I feel a little unwell..."

Yun Yi: "Wouldn't what I did be considered taking advantage of someone in distress?"

Song Xinci: "Am I not your wife?"

Yun Yi: "...Yes, my wife."

Under the hazy moonlight, two figures unknowingly merged into one.

Feeling the soft, boneless wife in his arms, Yun Yi had no desire to settle scores with Nangong Zhuozhuo.

I'd be more inclined to kowtow to him if we met tomorrow.

……

Song Xinci fell into a deep sleep, exhausted.

In her dream, she once again came to that incredibly desolate place.

"Hiss..." She gasped, then felt herself being enveloped in a familiar, warm embrace, which finally made her feel a little better.

This dream was slightly different.

It lies with Song Xinci himself.

She should have been devoid of any emotions or feelings, with nothing more than a physiological reaction to the "cold."

But this time, she felt "depressed" about the place and longed for warmth.

Once she has these thoughts, she will start wanting to leave.

Having finally found a purpose, Song Xinci began to wander through this boundless, desolate, and cold palace.

She lost sight of her destination once again after walking for a short while.

She looked down at the white jade bricks and endless stars beneath her feet, and at the void above her head, and sighed inexplicably.

Yet, I don't know why I sighed.

Suddenly, as if possessed, she glanced at her left hand, her eyes widening in shock.

She felt a slight itch in her palm, and a golden line gradually appeared on it.

The change came to an abrupt end, yet it made her feel incredibly warm.

She wanted to know what this "one" meant, and whether it was a stroke in a certain character.
If so, what exactly is it?
Life suddenly seemed to have a purpose, giving me something to look forward to in this miserable place.

……

Yun Yi held his wife's hand and unconsciously traced his name in her palm, hoping she wouldn't forget.

His earlier absurd actions made him somewhat regretful, realizing that his wife, now in a mortal body, might not be able to withstand such a thing rashly.

However, seeing that she was sleeping soundly and hadn't uttered any "it's so cold" murmurs in her sleep tonight, Yun Yi finally began to feel relieved.

He gently kissed his wife's forehead, savoring the moment.

He even thought that it wouldn't be so bad to stay with her forever.

However, this thought was quickly dismissed by myself.

I cannot be so selfish.

Yun Yi had gradually sensed that Song Xinci's memories were becoming increasingly shorter and shorter. If this continued to worsen, one day she would become an empty shell.

That's right, it's just a shell!
Song Xinci destroyed the Dao of Supreme Forgetfulness on his own initiative, leaving it in the human world.

The Heavenly Dao then devoured all her memories, forcing Yun Yi to make a choice.

Would you rather suffer the torment of unrequited love, or remain a soulless shell of a woman?
Yun Yi seemed to hear the voice of the Heavenly Dao resounding in his ears.

It said, 'No one can refuse to ascend.'

(End of this chapter)