Starry Sky Railway: The Slacking Sword Saint is Keeped by Fu Xuan

Fu Xuan glared at the guy behind her who had started yelling along with them.

"What are you shouting?"

Yu Chen squinted his eyes, smiled, and leaned forward to nuzzle against her.

"I'm so happy to have lunch with the Diviner!"

"poor."

Fu Xuan snorted and tried to get down, but Yu Chen was faster and wrapped his arms around her waist, giving her no chance to escape.

"Everyone's watching, I'll walk by myself!"

Yu Chen raised his eyes and glanced at the other three people, a smile playing on his lips.

"They can't see."

Qingque, understanding the situation, got up and walked towards the door.

On March 7th, Xing also slipped out.

Fu Xuan: "..."

"right?"

"Can't you hug me enough every day?"

She sighed helplessly.

"Even hugging for ten thousand years wouldn't be enough; only hugging for eternity could barely satisfy me."

Fu Xuan looked at him, and Yu Chen smiled faintly with arched eyebrows.

"Really..." she grumbled, hooking her arms around his neck and lifting her face to kiss him.

Little Bluebird, who had peeked into the house, quickly looked away, coughed lightly, and led the other two outside first.

...

Liuyun Pavilion.

Because Fu Xuan said to eat as much as you want, and she would pay for it no matter how much you ate, the gray-haired girl ended up eating herself into a ball.

"I give up. Even if it's delicious, there's no need to eat so much, is there?"

On March 7th, somewhat speechless, she touched Xing, who was feeling unwell from overeating and had buried her face in her arms for comfort.

Xing couldn't speak, and rubbed her stomach with a sullen face.

Fu Xuan took a sip from his cup, glanced at the two of them, and said, "If you're really feeling unwell, I'll ask a doctor to come and take a look?"

"No need... Let this idiot suffer for a while. She'll learn her lesson when she feels pain and won't do something so stupid again next time."

Unlike a certain sword saint who was endlessly indulgent, she was more rational in this regard.

Fu Xuan nodded without saying anything more.

Qingque lay on the table, squinting as she lazily watched them, her sleepiness growing stronger.

Yu Chen was pretty much the same way; he would get sleepy after eating, looking just like a pig.

Fu Xuan sighed, gently helped him down, and let him rest his head on his lap.

Then he looked at the other people and ordered his subordinates to bring over a few blankets.

"Cover yourself up and rest for a while, don't catch a cold."

"Thank you, Master Diviner!"

Qingque happily took the blanket, then lay down and fell asleep peacefully.

March 7th whispered a thank you, covered the person in his arms with the blanket, and then laid her down to rest her head on his lap, gently stroking her face with his small hands to relax her.

Xing's furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and she fell asleep shortly afterward.

The room fell silent.

Fu Xuan held the cup and slowly sipped his tea, his eyelids feeling a little sore.

As always, Yu Chen buried his face in her lower abdomen and slept soundly.

A warm breath enveloped her, its location a little unusual, sending shivers down her spine...

It's warm and quite comfortable.

"It's amazing he can still breathe..." Fu Xuan shook his head, twirling a strand of hair at Yu Chen's temple with his fingers, and said softly.

March 7 blinked, craned her neck to look, her cherry-pink lips slightly upturned, her beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons, revealing a sweet smile.

"The Diviner and the Sword Saint have such a good relationship~"

Fu Xuan chuckled softly and looked down at his beloved.

Their relationship was indeed very good, and she was certain that it would continue until the very end.

"I love him."

March 7th was stunned, somewhat bewildered by this sudden confession.

Fu Xuan didn't pay attention to her reaction. The tenderness in his eyes slid down to Yu Chen's face along with the soft hair that fell over his shoulders.

She reached out and gently brushed his hair aside, tenderly stroking his cheek.

"Most of the people on the Immortal Ship are destined to be possessed by demonic spirits."

“Demon Yin Body…” March 7th murmured softly. She looked at Fu Xuan somewhat at a loss, not quite understanding why the topic had changed so quickly, going directly from a secret, sweet feeling to a serious discussion about life and death.

But her expression remained gentle, and the tender ripples in her eyes grew even stronger.

"The capacity of memory is ultimately limited. Is suffering all that remains for us as we are worn down?"

"this…"

On March 7th, he opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

How would she know that?

Fu Xuan continued speaking to herself, her slender little hand gently stroking Yu Chen's face.

"I do not think so."

She raised her eyes, her gaze calm yet resolute.

"Will the lingering afterglow of happiness always be overshadowed by profound suffering?"

"No way…"

Fu Xuan suddenly smiled, "That's how it is according to the customs of the people on the Immortal Ship."

"this…"

"But, absolutely?" Her gentle smile remained unchanged.

"I am very, very happy now, and my future will also be very, very happy because of him. The pain of the past has long been soothed by peace and stability..."

The scars of memory can never be completely erased; occasional stings are still unavoidable.

"So what?" Her voice suddenly rose, and her eyes shone brightly with a firm belief in something.

"As long as we are together, the wounds of the past, present, and future will eventually be filled by that boundless love."

I want that when wear and tear comes, and memories fade, what remains in my heart, what I remember, is still my deep love for him.

"Perhaps in the face of the long passage of time, these thoughts at this moment seem insignificant and laughable..."

Even so, I still want to be with him...

Look at that infinite future…

She smiled and looked down at Yu Chen.

"My life and his life will eventually be completely merged together, inseparable, eternal and everlasting."

March 7th stared blankly at her, feeling the love flowing out from the cracks, and felt that this deep, rich and tender love was so loud that it was deafening.

This intent, this resolute determination to break through the limitations of life and this yearning to glimpse eternity, leaves one with a sense of melancholy…

Having only glimpsed a small part of it, she felt it was so vast that it discouraged her from even considering climbing it…

That's amazing...

Suddenly, an utterly absurd thought popped into her head.

Looking at Fu Xuan, March 7th said softly, "I hope... I can witness the moment when the Grand Diviner's wish comes true."

Chapter 241 Eternal Love

Fu Xuan sipped his tea and smiled gently at the tired-looking March 7th.

"Why don't you get some sleep too? There aren't many guests here on weekdays, so it won't disturb you."

"Um... then I'm sorry..." Little March was polite. She smiled apologetically and no longer suppressed her sleepiness. She put Xingbao aside for the time being and lay down next to her, gently hugging her body.

Fu Xuan took a slow breath, feeling the peaceful and serene atmosphere, and the drowsiness in his heart gradually began to creep into his brain.

Looking down at Yu Chen, who was sleeping soundly, she poked his lips, which always seemed to stir her heartstrings, lifted his body, and slowly lay down, letting him half-lie on her chest.