"Xue'er".

"Um?"

"If you continue like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to control myself."

A vein throbbed slightly on Bei Chenji's forehead, revealing his near-collapse of self-control.

Tangxi Xue's waist was so slender it could be encircled by one hand, her figure both delicate and graceful.

Like purple irises blooming by a stream in spring, they are pure and elegant, with a touch of languid charm.

She nestled in his arms, as soft as a cloud warmed by the sun.

"Little Imperial Uncle, what did you mean by 'couldn't control myself'?"

Tang Xixue raised her head and looked at him, her eyes sparkling as if they held a glittering galaxy.

"Why don't I understand?"

Bei Chenji looked at her knowingly asking the question, feeling both annoyed and amused.

He reached out, pinched her chin, and gently lifted it.

"Pack."

He uttered only one word, yet his voice was incredibly gentle.

Tang Xixue blinked, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

"I wasn't pretending."

She spoke softly, her voice tinged with guilt.

"I really don't understand."

Bei Chenji looked at her, his gaze sliding from her eyebrows and eyes to the tip of her nose, and finally stopping at her lips.

Just for a moment.

Tang Xixue couldn't resist pushing her luck.

She looked up at him, her eyes glistening with tears.

A thin layer of mist filled her peach blossom eyes, and as her gaze shifted, it was as if she were looking at the moon through a light veil.

It's something you can't bear to refuse, and something you're reluctant to do.

"Little Imperial Uncle, please?"

She spoke softly, her voice rising slightly at the end, like a feather gently brushing against my heart.

"Okay. Just for a moment."

Bei Chenji responded.

Her lips immediately curled into a smile.

She knew that her young uncle spoiled her.

He's always been like this, from childhood to adulthood.

They said no, but their eyes were full of indulgence.

"Little Imperial Uncle... is so kind."

Tang Xixue couldn't resist and satisfied her curiosity.

It would be such a waste not to let her have a look at the young prince's great physique.

Those broad shoulders and narrow waist, those smooth lines, that palpable heat...

Every inch of its texture is like a masterpiece meticulously sculpted by God.

"Didn't I say so?"

Bei Chenji's voice was hoarse, and the tips of his ears were already red from being teased by her.

Her long hair was unbound, its ink-black color cascading down her shoulders like a waterfall.

Her lips were thin and beautiful, slightly pursed, as if she was enduring something.

"Xue'er, there's a bit too much water in your water this time."

He held her in his arms, as if to prolong her life.

But he couldn't tell anymore, no matter when it started.

Who is prolonging whose life?

Every inch she got closer was a slow torture of his self-control.

Every touch she made ignited a fire in his heart.

The burning pain was excruciating to his internal organs, yet he endured it with a bittersweet pleasure.

Hasn't the thirst for skin been satisfied?

But why? He was even thirstier.

Tang Xixue remained silent, choosing to be selectively deaf.

But her little hands continued to explore, as if searching for some secret.

Suddenly, her fingertips touched something hard.

The thing was hidden inside his clothes, and through the fabric, it pricked her knuckles.

Round and hard.

She reached out.

"Little Imperial Uncle, what is this?"

Tang Xixue took out an amber-like object from the inner pocket of his clothes.

It was a star sugar that had been sealed using a special method.

Crystal clear, like a teardrop frozen in time.

"This is sugar."

Bei Chenji had just finished speaking.

Strange things happened.

The star-shaped sugar in her palm suddenly lit up.

A silvery-white light bursts forth from the depths of the candy's core, pure and dazzling.

Like a small moon, it fell into her palm.

The light grew brighter and brighter, more intense and more blazing.

The light illuminated the entire room as if it were daytime, casting the shadows of the two people on the wall, where they overlapped.

"I can feel... the presence of my soul."

Tang Xixue's voice trembled with surprise.

Within the star-shaped candy in the palm of my hand, light shimmered, and something was awakening.

He broke free from his restraints and ran towards her.

In that instant, the Heart of the Ocean pendant around her neck also lit up.

The deep blue light intertwined with the silvery white light.

Her celestial soul, through the Heart of the Ocean as a medium, merged into her body.

A warm force spread from the heart's blood vessels to every part of the body.

That was her own scent, her lost soul.

They're finally back.

"I never expected that after searching so far, it would be hidden on the little prince's body."

Tang Xixue murmured, her eyes welling up with tears.

"It really knows how to hide!"

Who would have thought?

That place was actually the safest and most reliable place in her subconscious mind.

It wasn't a Buddhist rosary, nor a jade pendant, nor any of the old things she thought it was.

It was the tiny piece of candy in his arms.

That was the only sweet thing she gave him back then.

Just like back then in the snowstorm in the North.

She lay dying in the cold snow.

The small body was mostly buried by the wind and snow, and consciousness gradually faded away.

She thought she was going to die.

I thought I would be swallowed up by the swirling snow and never be seen again.

It was that boy who braved the wind and snow, step by step walking into that vast expanse of white.

He was so small and so weak, yet he walked with such determination.

He bent down and picked her up, warming her hypothermic body with his thin embrace.

It gave her a chance to escape from a desperate situation.

With no way out left by fate, she was lifted up by a cursed star in the abyss of darkness.

Perhaps, from that moment on, her soul remembered him.

I remember his warmth, his scent, and his embrace.

She remembered that he was the one who would protect her.

Even if the soul is scattered and wanders to the ends of the earth.

She also quietly hid beside him.

I believe he will protect me.

Just like now, nestled in Bei Chenji's arms, she felt incredibly safe and secure.

I felt as at ease as a weary bird returning to its nest, finally finding a branch to perch on.

"So Xue'er has always been by my side."

Bei Chenji lowered his eyes and looked at the star-shaped candy in his palm that had already dimmed.

Its luster has faded, and it has become just an ordinary candy.

But in his eyes, it shone brighter than ever.

Over the years, he relied on this candy to get through countless dark nights.

Countless nights were consumed by nightmares, moments of unbearable pain, when I felt I couldn't go on.

Whenever he felt that all he could see was darkness, he would hold it in his palm.

Feeling that faint sweetness.

Tell yourself that someone still remembers him.

Some people are even willing to give him a piece of candy.

He cannot die.

When he learned that Tang Xixue's soul had chosen him, he suddenly felt his entire soul warmed.

All the silent vigil she couldn't see.

At this moment, everything takes on meaning.

It turns out that the candy he was protecting was also protecting her soul.

The solitude he imagined was never truly his own.

They had long since become each other's salvation without even realizing it.

He lowered his head and looked at her.

Those purple eyes were now filled with light.

"Xue'er".

He called her softly.

"Um?"

Tang Xixue looked up, her bright, clear eyes sparkling like a lake after the rain.

"Thank you."

He said.

"What are you thanking me for?"

She looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"Thank you for being willing to hide your soul here with me."

Bei Chenji's fingertips gently traced the candy, as if touching a rare treasure.

It turns out that he had once been chosen by her with unwavering resolve.

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