Ling Xi swallowed, watching her door slowly closing, and suddenly turned around.
Suddenly, the door opened again, and that white figure appeared before him at some unknown time. Her fair, slender arm hooked around his neck, and she bit his lips fiercely.
Ling Xi froze, momentarily forgetting how to react.
She... actually kissed him proactively?
After Ye Ziling finished the kiss and saw him still stunned, she hooked the corner of her lips, "What, can't sleep, so you're here to cause trouble for me?"
"What, you're starting to bite me too?" Ling Xi wrapped his arm around her waist, his large hand still naughtily exploring.
"When you're near ink, you get stained. Aren't I just being corrupted by you?" Ye Ziling replied indifferently.
Ling Xi finally came to his senses, and the two, pushing and yielding, entered the room.
Ling Xi closed the door behind him and pressed her against it.
"I miss you," the man's voice was hoarse, his hot breath dusting her delicate neck, his chin resting on her shoulder.
The night was alluring, and the shadows of the two intertwined figures were cast on the window lattice.
Ye Ziling lowered her gaze, pushed the person on her away, her lips parted, and she asked in a low voice, "...What did you say?"
They hadn't seen each other for only two hours, and he was already saying he missed her?
"I have to go back to the valley tomorrow with the antidote. Sleep early tonight." Ye Ziling covered her mouth, yawned lazily, and pulled Ling Xi to the bedside.
"We agreed, I'm going with you." Ling Xi sat on the edge of the bed, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her into his embrace.
Through the thin sleeping gown, warmth transmitted from the touch of their skin, making their hearts flutter with desire.
Ling Xi's gaze moved up inch by inch, stopping at her lips, his eyes burning with a heat that seemed capable of incinerating reason.
Ye Ziling's thoughts raced, her gaze fixed on his features, silent for a long time.
If the plague wasn't stopped first, the infected would spread from ten to a hundred. By the time they sealed the divine spring, half the people in the capital would likely be dead.
Her brother was still in the capital saving the infected, and she had to go back to help.
The plague was highly contagious, and the process of saving people carried a risk of infection. She had been very anxious during this time.
The night was hazy, and specks of silver light shone through the gaps in the window.
The two lay flat on the bed, but neither had fallen asleep.
Ling Xi rested his head on one arm, looking at her serene profile, feeling inexplicably at ease.
"Ye Ziling."
Just as Ye Ziling closed her eyes, the man's warm, jade-like voice reached her ears.
"Mm?" Ye Ziling's eyelashes fluttered. She opened her eyes, turned over, and met his gaze.
"Between me and Jun Lan, who do you like more?" Ling Xi stared at her face and slowly asked.
Upon hearing this, Ye Ziling turned back, lay on her back, closed her eyes, and pondered.
She also found it strange that Jun Lan's personality had become so... rogue after his several journeys in the mortal world.
Aside from their faces being the same, their personalities were polar opposites.
One was cold and arrogant, the other was cheeky.
One was domineering, the other was utterly shamelessly flirtatious.
The key was that this person had two faces, acting properly towards others but shamelessly towards her.
But
She found it strange, why would Jun Lan have feelings for her? She hadn't noticed it before.
Ling Xi watched her for a while, and seeing no response, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, his tone slightly rising, "Not speaking?"
"What? Is the General questioning himself?" Ye Ziling slowly opened her eyes, the corners of her eyes slightly raised, a smile on her lips, exuding an air of leisure.
"Aren't they both you?" Ye Ziling asked with a wry smile, then continued, "It's like me asking you, do you love me, or do you love the goddess Tu Yao?"
This feeling of personally experiencing reincarnation was very subtle.
Ever since she changed to a new body, she felt she was no longer the formidable Goddess Tu Yao who once dominated the celestial realm.
That naive girl who mistook gratitude for love, that immortal goddess who dreamt of marrying Emperor Qing Bai every day, had become a thing of the past. Now, she was her true self.
The goddess of the past had died in her heart.
Ling Xi's eyes deepened, and he gazed at her without blinking.
After a long while, he leaned down, his lips close to her ear, and breathed out slowly, "What if I said, I've always had improper thoughts about you?"
From the very beginning, hadn't he been plotting for a long time?
This current encounter, even the future, was all under his control, for all eternity.
Ye Ziling unfeelingly turned his face, chuckling, "Are you done asking? Go to sleep if you're done."
Ling Xi flipped over, pressing her beneath him, reaching out to caress her lips, his eyebrows raised, "Not done."
"Then what about Bai Yu?"
"And Emperor Qing Bai."
"Do you have any feelings at all?"
"Also, your subordinate."
"And Luo Yao."
...
Ling Xi got up, and just as he was about to continue questioning, his lips were covered by a palm.
He stared at her intently, waiting for her answer with a look of expectation.
Ye Ziling flipped over, pinning him on the bed, one palm covering his mouth, her gaze a little hazy, staring at his bright eyes, and said faintly, "Why are you jealous of everything? You're really not picky?"
"Shall we sleep?"
Hearing this, Ling Xi pulled her into the covers, letting her rest her head on his shoulder, inhaling the faint fragrance from her neck, and closed his eyes, "Then I'll sleep holding you."
The night was quiet, and their voices could be heard outside.
"Ling Xi, if you're holding, then hold... stop touching so much, be honest."
"If you're kissing, then kiss... stop biting so much..."
"If you keep this up, I'll kick you out of bed."
Facing her threat, the man chuckled heartily, "You can't beat me."
"Alright, alright, I won't move around this time."
"Come here."
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The next day, Mu Heng had already packed his luggage and waited with Luo Yao outside the door for a long time, but the two figures had not appeared.
"Seriously, is your celestial top scholar a pig? The sun is shining on his butt and he's still not up?"
Luo Yao gritted her teeth in anger and retorted, "Isn't Miss Ye also not here? They were together last night, so what if they're a little late? You have the sky boat, so just make it go faster later, right?"
Mu Heng was greatly shocked, his eyes widening, "What did you say?"
They were already sleeping together?
It's over, it's really over for Ye Ziling this time.
It felt like the cabbage he had carefully guarded was being rooted by someone else's pig.
A moment later, the door suddenly creaked open, and two figures emerged, soon arriving before the two.
Seeing Mu Heng's gaze fixed on her, Ye Ziling interrupted, "Mu Heng, start the boat."
"No... why me? Aren't there still two other people?" Mu Heng pointed unhappily at Ling Xi beside them.
"Say one more word, and I'll deduct your pay."
At these words, Mu Heng was so frightened that he quickly boarded the boat and cast a spell to summon the mist.