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Just as her tongue was about to pry open his teeth, Zhu You stiffened and turned her head away to create distance.

"Wanwan, I'm dirty..."

He was covered in wounds; how could she want to touch him like that?

"Not dirty."

Xu Wan cupped his face, not rushing to kiss him, but starting from his brow and slowly moving downwards.

She kissed his brow bone, the bridge of his nose, and finally his lips.

Their foreheads touched, and she nuzzled his nose. "Look, my face is dirty too."

Her voice lowered, "I was just kissed, Zhuyou, are you disgusted with me?"

"Of course not!"

Hearing his hasty denial, she smiled again and pecked his lips once more.

"So, are we still going to kiss or not?"

She spoke with a hint of coquetry, making a move to get up, "If you don't kiss me... I'll go find Hu Jiu and the others."

Before she could finish speaking, Zhu You grabbed her wrist and pushed her into the soft grass.

When he lowered his head and kissed me, a mumbled, indistinct word escaped his lips, carrying an instinctive possessiveness.

"You can only... contact me..."

Xu Wan raised her hand to hug his neck and leaned herself up a little.

Her tense nerves completely relaxed, and she let herself indulge in the kiss.

Between their intertwined lips and teeth, whispers escaped.

"Zhuyou, I miss you so much..."

Zhu You's breathing suddenly became heavy, and the kiss, which had been somewhat restrained, began to feel unsatisfied.

He followed the corner of her lips downwards, mimicking her earlier actions, kissing her chin and the tip of her ear.

Finally, it stopped next to the still unhealed wound on the side of her neck.

Zhu You's tongue circled the edge of the wound slowly and gently.

He kissed her gently, careful not to use too much force and hurt her.

"Wanwan." His voice was muffled in the crook of her neck, with a hint of pleading.

"Stop doing this... It's not worth risking your life for me."

He's dead, so be it. There's no need to risk your life for him.

"don't want."

Xu Wan gently ruffled his hair, speaking softly but firmly.

"I told you, you're my beastly husband, and the person I love. How could I watch you get hurt?"

"Wanwan..."

He looked up at her, something churning in his blue eyes.

He kissed her lips almost reverently, his voice hoarse, "Say it again..."

I'll say it again: I like him...

Xu Wan looked up at the calm, cloudless sky above, no longer wanting to run away from her feelings.

"Zhu You, I like you, even though we didn't have a pleasant start."

Meeting his gaze, she curved her lips into a smile, "But I still like you..."

"Me too, I like Wanwan too..."

He touched her face, trying to etch every inch of her into his eyes and remember her in his heart.

He brushed past her in mid-air; he was just a hair's breadth away from grabbing her hand and bringing her back.

He watched her fall, her figure swallowed by the branches below, disappearing completely from his sight.

It felt like a piece of my chest had been ripped out; even breathing was like tearing flesh and blood, causing excruciating pain.

He didn't dodge when Fox Jiu's fist swung at his face.

His lips were split open, and the taste of blood filled his mouth, but it couldn't suppress the pain in his heart.

"If it weren't for you, Wanwan wouldn't have gone to the forest, and she wouldn't have had this accident!"

He thought that what Hu Jiu said was right.

If I weren't pursuing greater power, I would find a way to make her the prophesied female who could save the continent.

He wouldn't let Wanwan go to the clan chief, she wouldn't become a priestess, and she wouldn't go to the forest.

When the firelight illuminated the sky, the bondage mark on his arm was burning red.

He felt the impact of being thrown out, as if his internal organs were about to shift.

This is the bond of kinship allowing them to experience the suffering their Mistress endured in her lifetime.

It was only at that moment that he understood.

What does the female who saves the world have to do with her? What if she gains greater power?

More than anything else, he couldn't accept her leaving; she would be in danger.

He would rather live in the cave with Wanwan forever, as long as he could see her every day, that would be enough.

He dared not stop for a moment, fearing that if he was even a step too late, he would not be able to see her one last time.

But when he finally found her, listened to her frankly express her feelings for him, and looked into her pure blue eyes.

He then realized that those selfish motives, dark thoughts, and fears of losing her if he spoke them aloud were all hidden within him.

This left him with the truth stuck in his throat, unable to utter a single word.

All he could do was repeat, over and over again, "Wanwan, I'm sorry..."

Xu Wan didn't know why Zhu You suddenly apologized to her.

They assumed it was because the snake in her house was too responsible and was blaming itself for not protecting her.

She touched his face. "I'm really okay. Look down and kiss me a little longer."

Not wanting to hear his apology any longer, she tilted her head back and kissed him, imprinting all the unspoken words into that kiss.

She subconsciously looked at the spiritual spring water in the space; the current amount was not enough to heal both of their injuries.

She needed to spend more time with him.

However, it can be considered a blessing in disguise.

She discovered that she could directly use her mind to bring the spiritual spring water to her mouth, saving her the trouble of finding something to put it in.

Thinking of the pain that the spiritual spring water caused when healing wounds.

She thought about it and decided to take only a small amount to see the effect first.

Feeling the sudden sweet taste of spring water in his mouth, a hint of doubt flashed in Zhu You's eyes.

Before I could even ask what was going on, I had already swallowed it unconsciously.

"Wanwan, what's this?"

"For treating injuries."

She blinked and added in a joking tone.

"It might hurt even more than the day I applied the fox spirit to your face. I'm not comforting you; this is punishment for not protecting me properly."

Zhu You didn't say anything, just nodded, and hugged her back into his arms, his tone still carrying a hint of caution.

"Then... can I hold Wanwan?"

"Mmm." She wrapped her arms around his waist and rubbed her face against his neck.

"I've punished you, so you can't blame yourself anymore. I don't like seeing you like this."

Zhu You tightened his grip on her arm. "Mmm."

Fortunately, the system's products have never disappointed her.

Feeling Zhu You's increasingly heavy breathing, she cupped his face, tilted her head back, and kissed him.

She said the reason for the lack of reassurance was partly due to what she called "punishment."

The other half... is that her mental strength has not recovered at all.

The little blue flowers in the space remained listless, as if they were about to lose their vitality.

Even though she had been intimate with Zhu You for so long, there was no sign of her recovering.

The same goes for the system.

After she woke up, she called out several times but received no response, and no one knew where she had gone.

The growth rate of points, health points, and spiritual spring water is the same as before, as if... it was deliberately preserved?

She felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it.

Noticing that she was lost in thought, Zhu You gently bit her lower lip and held her nape with her fingertips.

After a brief separation, he kissed her again.

"Wanwan, concentrate..."