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In the quiet atmosphere, Jiaojiao's words were like a stone dropped into a lake of heart, causing ripples. "So you have feelings for me?" Donghua was extremely perceptive and instantly grasped the subtle loophole in Jiaojiao's words.

Jiaojiao was shocked but pretended to be calm and denied it quickly: "No, Your Majesty is worrying too much. You still have to consider the whole world. You can't..." She tried to use the responsibility of the whole world to cover up her true feelings and lead the topic to the grand and heavy mission.

"Stop talking." Donghua said in a hurried tone, his words were like a sharp blade, cutting off Jiaojiao's unfinished words. His eyes were full of complex emotions, including helplessness and a bit of long-suppressed eagerness.

“The four seas and eight wildernesses will always be the four seas and eight wildernesses.” Donghua frowned slightly, a trace of pain and unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and his voice unconsciously rose a few points, “Jiaojiao, have you ever thought for even a moment that I was not born a heartless and desireless god, I am also a person with flesh and blood, with seven emotions and six desires, and I am not on the path of cultivation that cuts off emotions and love.” Every word of Donghua seemed to carry a thousand pounds of weight, hitting Jiaojiao's heart heavily.

Jiaojiao's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, as if she was hit by an invisible force. Her lips trembled slightly, and she wanted to say something, but it seemed that something was choking her throat. Finally, she slowly raised her head and mustered up the courage to meet Donghua's fiery eyes. At the moment their eyes met, she clearly saw the deep affection, struggle and desire in Donghua's eyes that had never been shown before, like a surging undercurrent, almost drowning her. And the string in her heart that had been taut all the time, at this moment, "clang" sounded, as if there was a sign of breaking, and the emotions that she had been desperately suppressing began to surge in her heart.

“Xiao Yu, please tell me quickly, what exactly does Donghua mean by this action?” Jiao Jiao was extremely anxious, her consciousness instantly sank into the sea of ​​​​consciousness, her tone could not hide her anxiety and confusion, and her voice seemed to have a barely perceptible tremor, as if she was in the fog at this moment, eager to find a ray of light.

Xiaoyu was slightly stunned, then fell into deep thought. After a moment, she slowly said, "Sister, you don't know that Donghua has merged with Shaoyang's soul. I guess it is because of the fusion of this soul that he fell in love with you." Xiaoyu's voice was calm and steady, trying to sort out this complicated situation for Jiaojiao.

When Jiaojiao heard this, her brows knitted into a "川" shape, and the tangled knot in her heart became increasingly difficult to untie. She asked anxiously: "But, Xiaoyu, do you think he is Donghua or Shaoyang now? This is too important to me." This question was like a heavy boulder, pressing her to the point of being unable to breathe, and making her sink deeper and deeper into the vortex of emotions.

"Sister, why do you keep dwelling on this?" Xiaoyu tilted her head, her eyes full of incomprehension, and a hint of confusion in her clear eyes. In her opinion, this emotion should not be so rigidly divided, but she could not fully understand the struggle deep in Jiaojiao's heart.

Jiaojiao's expression became more and more serious, with unwavering determination in her eyes, and she said slowly: "Xiaoyu, you don't understand, I must find out who he is. You know, from the beginning to the end, the only person I like is Shaoyang. This feeling has never wavered in my mind." After that, she raised her head slightly, as if trying to restrain the surging emotions in her heart, and as if she was holding on to the memories that belonged only to her and Shaoyang.