The group's beloved wife: She is the phoenix, she is the king

Sometimes, fate guides you to where you're meant to be. —Epigraph

On the right hand, which was placed on the upper side, hung a very special pendant. The pendant's cord was made of beads of various colors, which were more crystal clear than crystal. No matter what angle you looked at it from, you could notice the powerful force flowing between those beads that was hard to ignore.

Below the bead was a nearly transparent pendant that kept rotating, and each side showed a slightly different image—sometimes flowers, sometimes mythical beasts, sometimes vessels, sometimes totems…

In short, there's no certainty.

Below the pendant was neither a tassel nor a crown made of pearls and jade, but a lock that looked very complicated. The lock was made of some unknown material, with transparent and opaque materials inlaid together. It looked strange, but not too out of place.

The transparent areas offered glimpses of the interior—a swirling vortex of light seemed to swirl within, a sight that felt mysterious and enigmatic at first glance.

Below the mechanism lock hung several fiery red feathers, adorned with some beads on either side; that was all.

She looked a little pale, and when Tuanzi appeared, a glint of light flickered between her brows, as if in response to something.

The man suppressed the bitterness rising in his throat, "She is you."

Tuanzi's attention was clearly completely drawn to that mysterious thing, her mind a jumbled mess, and she didn't notice what the man holding her was saying at all.

After a long while, Tuanzi finally came to her senses and asked in a low voice, "Who is this person? What is that in her hand?"

“She is you, Tuanzi—” The man concealed the longing in his eyes, his voice hoarse, “As for the thing in your hand, it is a treasure that the master personally gave you, named Zhu Cangyu.”

Upon hearing the name of this treasure, Tuanzi felt a wave of dizziness, accompanied by a sharp pain. Faint images related to this treasure floated into her mind—

It seems that I was just like this back then, being naughty and almost falling down, but unexpectedly a pair of warm hands pulled me into their arms, wiped the dirt off my face with a handkerchief, and then placed a beautiful box in my hands.

When the box was opened, there was indeed the treasure before my eyes, only its color was much more vibrant back then.

The scene flashed, showing her covered in blood, clutching the treasure, and desperately jumping off a high and deep ravine. A faint, desperate voice could be heard in her ear, "Master, I'm coming to join you!"

Seeing that Tuanzi looked pained, the man quickly took her away from there.

Unexpectedly, after taking only a few steps, Tuanzi fainted.

After telling Fan Nuoxi the story, Tuanzi stopped talking, because Fan Nuoxi, upon hearing about the treasure Tuanzi mentioned, exhibited almost the same symptoms that Tuanzi had when she first heard about it.

Tuanzi panicked immediately, "Dear Master, what's wrong?"

"If I had known this would happen, Tuanzi wouldn't have said anything..."

Fan Nuoxi endured the waves of dizziness before her eyes, trying hard not to collapse, but a few desperate and painful voices kept faintly floating in her mind and ears.

"I apologize, but I have broken my promise this time!"

"With my remaining strength, I seal away your memories of the past, so that you may forget each other from this day forward... May you live in peace and tranquility, and be blessed by the world..."

"From here on... Nian'an... will not return..."

"Master...no..."

Despite her discomfort, Fan Nuoxi confirmed that Tuanzi was alright for the moment, then collapsed weakly onto the bed, her eyes tightly closed.

This coma lasted for several days.

When she opened her eyes again, she heard some uneasy sobbing by the bedside. She saw Dongfang Junyan with a red nose, lying by her bedside, holding her hand tightly, his body still trembling, obviously from being too frightened.

Those beautiful eyes were constantly flushed with redness, and her eyelashes were wet, as if she had cried herself to sleep, or as if she had cried sadly because she had dreamed of something bad.

This scene naturally melted Fan Nuoxi's heart.

She turned slightly to the side and gently stroked Dongfang Junyan's hair with her other hand, her eyes filled with longing and heartache.

She released a little of her divine sense and found that apart from herself and Dongfang Junyan, no one else was in the house. Although she was a little puzzled, she suppressed her thoughts and carefully looked at the people in front of her.

After watching him for a while, Fan Nuoxi felt a mischievous urge and lightly brushed her finger across his face. The person beneath her fingertip seemed to sense it, tenderly rubbing against her hand, looking quite pitiful.

When Dongfang Junyan woke up, he felt warm all over. He quickly glanced around and found that his legs were wrapped around Fan Nuoxi's waist, his arms were around Fan Nuoxi's neck, and he was covered with a blanket.

Remembering that she seemed to unconsciously seek out a source of warmth after falling asleep, most likely in Fan Nuoxi's arms, her cheeks flushed instantly. She wanted to get up from Fan Nuoxi, but couldn't bear to, so she could only shyly meet Fan Nuoxi's smiling eyes.

"Awake? Did you sleep well?" Fan Nuoxi put down her phone, patted Dongfang Junyan's back, and spoke softly.

Dongfang Junyan buried his head in Fan Nuoxi's neck, his ears flushed, trying to hide his shyness, and murmured, "Mmm."

"You weren't sleeping well, you kept sobbing. Tell me, what were you dreaming about?" Fan Nuoxi gently kissed Dongfang Junyan's forehead and asked.

The softness on her forehead stirred his heart, but Fan Nuoxi's words left him unsure how to respond. His eyes flickered, as if he was considering whether to speak.

Fan Nuoxi didn't press him further, but simply hugged him tighter; their heartbeats were both unusually strong at that moment.

Dongfang Junyan swallowed subconsciously, his eyes filled with even more struggle.

Suddenly, he spoke up, looking pitifully at Fan Nuoxi with a wronged expression, "I dreamt that you didn't want me anymore...you even chased me away, and said you hated me..."

Before she could finish speaking, her eyes reddened considerably, and her tone became even more aggrieved.

"I've been begging you in my dreams, but you refuse to see me again. You even said you were just playing with me and told me to forget you..."

"She even went so far as to find other men to make me angry... saying that I was the third party who interfered in your relationship with that man..."

"You...you have such a cruel heart..."

Tears welled up in her eyes, but when she saw the smile on Fan Nuoxi's face, they streamed down her face.

"What are you laughing at? You wicked woman, how can you say you don't want me anymore?"

Although he was making accusations, he tightened his grip on Fan Nuoxi's neck and pressed his body closer to hers, burying his head in Fan Nuoxi's shoulder and sobbing, his tears constantly soaking Fan Nuoxi's clothes.

"If you dare to abandon me, I'll let everyone know that you're irresponsible towards me..."

"I'll cry every day for you to see, just to annoy you to death!"

Fan Nuoxi said calmly, "Then shall I take you to meet my parents?"

"What did you say?" Dongfang Junyan froze, looking up at Fan Nuoxi. "Meeting the parents?"

"But I... didn't you say you still have a five-year husband-three-year mock assessment for me?" Although Dongfang Junyan was happy, he was also uneasy, afraid that Fan Nuoxi was just putting on a show.

After all... he was really afraid that Fan Nuoxi would leave him...

But meeting the parents... he was still very nervous.

Moreover, even his brother-in-law, Fan Chenyu, is extremely wary of him; what if her parents do the same...?

Wouldn't he have to watch helplessly as the person he loves falls into the arms of someone else?

No, absolutely not!

Thinking of this, Dongfang Junyan subconsciously tightened his legs around Fan Nuoxi, looking at her with a pitiful expression, "What if your parents don't let me be with you?"

"Well... I'm not really sure either." Thinking of her parents whom she hadn't seen in a long time, Fan Nuoxi felt a little uncertain.

"You're not planning to use this as an excuse to dump me, are you?" Dongfang Junyan asked anxiously.

"It's not that bad." Fan Nuoxi pinched Dongfang Junyan's cheek. "Speaking of which, I don't even know about your family situation..."

“I…” Dongfang Junyan lowered his eyes, “I’m an orphan. I was adopted and raised, but they passed away early. After that… I had to support myself…”

"I just don't know who my biological parents are; I can't find out."

"I'm sorry, I didn't know..." Fan Nuoxi gently patted Dongfang Junyan's back.

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Writer of this chapter: Dongfang Junyan

Art Director: Fan Nuoxi

Guest appearance: Blanket