He had just been reborn when he was imprisoned by his nemesis, the Empress?

night.

After taking a shower alone, Xu Yi returned to his room and saw Shen Yunshu lying on the bed with her back to him, not moving at all.

Hmm? Usually, Shen Yunshu would wait until he got into bed before gently pulling him into her arms and letting him sleep for a while.

Why did you go to sleep alone today?

Xu Yi quietly climbed onto the bed, extended a finger, and gently tapped Shen Yunshu's shoulder.

"Master? Master?"

The person in front of him did not respond; his breathing was steady, as if he were truly fast asleep.

Is she sulking?

Could it be that Su Qingluan provoked her and told her everything about kissing Su Qingluan this morning?

Well, that's probably true.

This perfectly matches Su Qingluan's words.

It's likely that they embellished the story.

He called out several more times, but Shen Yunshu remained motionless.

Xu Yi had no choice but to resort to his last resort. He deliberately lowered his voice and spoke...

"Master, if you don't pay attention to me, I'm going to go sleep with someone else."

As soon as the words were spoken, the person on the bed finally moved.

Shen Yunshu turned around abruptly, her eyes red and slightly moist.

Without saying a word, she stretched out her arms and, with a bit of force, pulled Xu Yi into her embrace, holding him tightly.

After a long while, Shen Yunshu finally spoke, her voice tinged with grievance, murmuring softly over and over again.

"You naughty child...you naughty child...you little liar..."

"Master is already so angry, and you still insist on provoking him..."

Xu Yi's heart softened as she hugged him, and he quickly explained in a low voice.

"Master is ignoring me, so this is the only way I can do it. I didn't mean to upset you."

Shen Yunshu didn't let go; instead, she hugged him even tighter, her face filled with barely suppressed bitterness.

She gently stroked the top of Xu Yi's head, her voice carrying an unprecedented vulnerability.

"You're not allowed to go to other people's places...you're not allowed to kiss other people...you're not allowed to..."

"Yi'er can only belong to Master alone..."

Xu Yi sighed inwardly after hearing this.

Oh no, it seems I've developed into a yandere again.

Jealous, Shen Yunshu didn't care what Xu Yi was thinking. She lowered her head slightly and gently kissed his lips.

Filled with long-suppressed grievances and possessiveness, they kissed deeply.

......

The next morning, when Xu Yi woke up, Yu Nianqing had already left.

Without saying goodbye or leaving a letter, they disappeared silently from the Sword Sect, as if they had never existed.

Xu Yi's life returned to normal. Every day, besides his routine cultivation, he spent his time with Shen Yunshu.

Winter Solstice has arrived in the blink of an eye.

Fine snowflakes drifted down outside the window, but the courtyard was warm as springtime.

Ever since Xu Yi caught a cold during that snowfall, Shen Yunshu has set up a constant temperature array every winter to isolate him from all the cold, just so that he can live a peaceful and comfortable life.

Xu Yi was leaning back in his recliner, leisurely eating spiritual fruit, when he suddenly felt someone gently shake his shoulder.

[Ding! Interference with the host's external body has been detected. The host will be forcibly removed from the current world...]

With a blink of an eye, Xu Yi completely detached from his boyish body and returned to his adult form.

His vision gradually cleared, and Jiang Xuange was squatting by the bed, gently shaking his arm, her eyes tender.

"Xu Lang, Xu Lang, it's time to wake up... How come you and Su Qingluan have been sleeping for so long? It's almost noon now."

Xu Yi rubbed his throbbing head and replied blankly.

"Oh, okay... I'll get up right away."

The bed beside her moved slightly, and Su Qingluan, who was sleeping on one side, also covered her forehead in pain and slowly sat up.

The moment Xu Yi was forcibly kicked out of the dream, she was also ejected.

She muttered a curse in frustration.

"Ugh, so annoying, I was changing clothes..."

Jiang Xuange gave Su Qingluan a strange look, inwardly grumbling to herself:

Changing clothes? This woman's dream is too strange.

She didn't ask any more questions, withdrew her gaze, and gently waved her hand.

With a flick of his fingertips, a bowl of herbal soup, steaming with a faint mist, appeared out of thin air in his palm.

Jiang Xuange handed the bowl to Xu Yi.

"Come on, Xu Lang, it's time to drink your medicine."

Xu Yi obediently opened his mouth, letting her feed him two sips. His throat moved slightly before he softly asked...

"Xuange, you're not cultivating today, are you?"

Jiang Xuange's fingertips paused slightly, and a faint smile appeared in her eyes.

"Yes, I won't cultivate today; I'll spend this time with my husband."

As she finished speaking, her gaze swept over Su Qingluan, noticing she was still dazed. A hint of confusion flashed across her face, and she asked again.

"By the way, what's wrong with you two? Why are you sleeping so long? Didn't you go to bed quite early last night?"

Upon hearing this, Xu Yi and Su Qingluan exchanged a glance instinctively.

Su Qingluan immediately used her spiritual power to transmit her voice, speaking slowly with a hint of mischief and provocation.

"Why are you looking at me? Just tell the truth."

"Just tell her that in another world, you found a master who is even more beautiful, gentler, and treats you with the utmost kindness and love."

"And the two of you are incredibly close."

"They're inseparable, day and night, with deep affection for each other."

"More importantly, your master will come knocking on your door in the future, just like Jiang Xuange."

Su Qingluan looked at her long, beautiful nails and slowly said...

"To replace her, to take her place, to stay by your side."

Xu Yi's face darkened, and a vein throbbed slightly on his forehead as he retorted telepathically.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are all irreplaceable in my heart."

He composed himself, then made up an excuse for Jiang Xuange, speaking in a vague tone.

"Hmm... I think it's because of this illness that I slept so soundly."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xuange showed no doubt whatsoever; instead, her worry deepened.

She frowned slightly, raised her hand to take out the Nine-Turn Soul Lamp, and said softly.

"Then let's not go anywhere today. Let's stay in the palace. I'll stay with you and use the soul lamp to nourish your soul."

......

Half a day later, Jiang Xuange and Xu Yi sat together, shoulder to shoulder, quietly reading books.

Together they lean on each other, enjoying the peaceful years.

Meanwhile, Su Qingluan, sitting on Xu Yi's other side, couldn't calm down.

In Jiang Xuange's view, it was only a day or two since she hadn't been close to Xu Yi.

But for her, they had been separated by that world for months, and hadn't even exchanged a single tender word.

She was already getting impatient.

Su Qingluan slowly extended her fair and slender hand and quietly covered Xu Yi's hand, which was resting on his knee.

Xu Yi's body stiffened slightly.

The sudden, icy touch made him instinctively try to pull his hand back, but Su Qingluan held it firmly.

Her fingertips gently caressed his skin, with a touch of domineering intimacy.

He glanced at Su Qingluan.

The other person raised their chin, looking nonchalant, but their phoenix eyes held a hidden smile, showing no sign of concealing it.