Both worlds are like dreams

Because I had to wait for Wei Yunzhou's reply, the matter of returning to Guigu was temporarily put on hold.

In fact, Xuehuang was really worried that if she went back, her grandfather would really lock her up. He was really capable of doing such a thing.

After thinking it over, I decided to wait and see.

Mo Yunchen didn't say anything and just let her go.

No one mentioned what happened that day, and everything seemed to have returned to normal.

In fact, they always repeat the same plots, just like reincarnations of different sizes.

After living in peace for a while, they would always start quarreling over some topic, then return to calm, and then start again after a while.

Just like they said, she was acting and he was deceiving himself, and when he couldn't act anymore and couldn't deceive anymore, he vented his emotions.

It's really a bad fate.

Xue Huang gradually began to have this feeling, and this time the peace was broken one night.

At that time, she was curled up on the couch reading a book, and it was windy and snowy outside.

The weather in Shuanglin City was really getting colder and colder. Fortunately, the charcoal fire in the house was burning brightly, and she hadn't gone out for many days.

The terrain here is not as good as Guigu. Although the winter in Guigu is also cold, there is a hot spring there, so it is not as cold as here.

Every winter, they cannot miss a single day of sword practice. Then they can enjoy the snow scenery, play snowball fights, and make ice lanterns. Finally, they can sit around the fire to eat hot pot or barbecue some food, accompanied by newly brewed plum wine. It is so comfortable.

It’s a pity that so many years have passed and there is no such moment anymore. I really miss it.

I don’t know if they can reunite during this year’s Qiyuan Festival.

Xuehuang put down the book and prepared to go to bed, but at this time she heard a knock on the door.

She wondered who it could be at this hour?

When I opened the door, it was Mo Yunchen, his face was pale.

"Have you drunk too much?" Xue Huang asked.

Mo Yunchen shook his head, hugged Xue Huang, and said indistinctly, "Cold."

"Are you pretending?" Xue Huang pushed him away, but he grabbed her hand instead.

A biting coldness came from his hands, and a layer of white frost spread from his body to the surroundings, and the warmth in the room was instantly suppressed by more than half.

Xue Huang immediately realized that his cold had flared up.

He immediately closed the door, helped him to sit down on the bed, and then used his internal energy to help him regulate his breathing.

However, his cold was quite serious this time. I don't know if it was affected by the cold air in the north.

It took an hour for the situation to calm down.

Xue Huang moved the charcoal stove over and added some charcoal fire into it. The room was so hot that her face turned red, but Mo Yunchen was still cold all over.

She stuffed another hand warmer into his hand and then covered him with the quilt.

Luo Ning remembered that someone had sent her some freshly made red date and ginger tea, which was the best for warding off the cold in winter. She took out some and started to cook it on the charcoal stove. Soon the room was filled with the warm fragrance of tea.

Mo Yunchen leaned against the head of the bed. The quilt on his body was soft and warm, but the warmth in his heart was even greater. This was a feeling he had never experienced before.

He stared at Xue Huang in a trance for a long time before he spoke: "I want a child."

Xue Huang's attention was on the temperature of the tea, and she answered without thinking, "Okay, I'll help you find it tomorrow."

When Mo Yunchen heard her first word, an incredible light lit up in his eyes, mixed with expectation and confusion, but then he was left in tears and laughter by her words, she didn't understand at all.

Xue Huang brought him the brewed tea and found that he was staring at her intently.

She was a little puzzled. "Drink this."

Mo Yunchen took the bowl and put it aside, then held her hand and said, "Did you understand what I just said?"

Xue Huang thought back to his words, and a look of confusion appeared on her face. "What did you just say? You want a...child? What...what do you mean by that?"

Mo Yunchen pulled her over, held her head and laid her on the bed, then he leaned forward and held her under him. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Do you understand now?"

Xue Huang put both hands on his shoulders and pushed him away, "I don't understand, get up."

Mo Yunchen reached out and hooked her collar, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand."

"Don't you want your immortality Gu anymore?"

Mo Yunchen sneered in a low voice, "Do you really think I didn't touch you because of the immortality Gu?"

"What did you say?"

"Who told you that I can't touch you because you have the immortality Gu?"

Xue Huang frowned. Could it be that Mu Guang was wrong? How could this be?

Mo Yunchen's tone was slightly cold, "Are you disappointed?"

Xue Huang pushed him hard, "You...you get up first, your cold hasn't healed yet..."

Mo Yunchen lowered his head and bit her lips lightly to stop her from speaking. He never wanted to hear any words as cold as an iceberg from this mouth again.

Xue Huang's body stiffened for a moment, and the hand that was pushing him slowly clenched into a fist. She did not push him away, but her eyes showed a numb relief.

Mo Yunchen looked up at her, not feeling happy at all, but rather furious, because not only did she not push him away, but she tore off her clothes.

Xue Huang's tone was very calm, "If you really want a child, I promise you."

"And then? What do you want from me?" He suppressed his anger.

"The formula for the antidote to the Heart-Eating Gu."

Mo Yunchen looked at her calm face, wishing he could eat her alive. "For him, are you willing to do this?"

"As long as you give it to me, I will agree to whatever you want. Then we will owe each other nothing, and everything can be written off."

Mo Yunchen admitted that her words were undoubtedly a huge temptation to him.

But after a moment's silence, he just said coldly: "He Gu Qinglan is not worthy of your sacrifice. If you don't want to, I won't force you, but I want you to know that I'm not doing this for the immortality Gu." After that, he silently stood up and sat next to him.

Xue Huang smiled as she sat up, with sadness and irony in her eyes, "You said it so calmly, but you still planted the immortality Gu, didn't you? Don't you want to use the child to tie me down forever?"

"Do you think so?"

"In fact, I don't understand you. What do you want? If I don't do what you say, you're not satisfied. If I do what you say, you're still not satisfied. I probably understand what you mean by sincerity, but Mo Yunchen, you can't be too greedy. You betrayed me first, and now you want my sincerity. Don't you think it's too late?"

"It's ridiculous," Mo Yunchen laughed mockingly, "I will actually have this day. Seeing me being tortured by you in such a humble way, will you be very happy?"

Xue Huang remained silent.

"If you feel happy, then I think it's worth the torture."

Is she happy?

Xue Huang asked herself, she didn’t know, maybe the pain was too much and she had long been numb.

"If I'm unhappy, will you let me go?"

Mo Yunchen grabbed her hand and said, "No, you will always belong to me."

"Yes." Xue Huang smiled faintly, "I won't leave. I promised you that I will never break my promise. Go to bed early."

Xue Huang blew out the candle and lay down under the quilt.

Mo Yunchen held her hand and refused to let go, but she didn't care. She closed her eyes and soon fell asleep.

In fact, her consciousness was taken away by Mu Guang.

Mu Guang looked around at her and asked, "Are you okay?"

"My intuition tells me that he must be hiding something from me regarding the antidote to the Heart-Eating Gu."

"So you just provoked him on purpose to test him?"

"I can't trust him. Although the ending of this life has been rewritten, I still can't give him the chance to hurt the people around me."

Mu Guang sighed, "But have you ever thought that maybe he really regrets it and is trying his best to make amends."

"I said, I don't need his atonement."

"But you are just torturing yourself." Mu Guang looked into the distance, "I asked you at the time, do you hate him because of what he did, or do you hate him because of who he is."

"Hate him for what he did, and hate him for who he is."

Mu Guang shook his head. "You hate him, and you also hate yourself. You hate that you still care about him when he imprisoned you and threatened you."

"What do you want to say?" Xue Huang looked at him helplessly and sighed deeply. "Mu Guang, you have to understand that no matter what, there is a blood feud between him and me from two lifetimes. Just because you changed the time doesn't mean that it didn't happen. What do you mean by persuading me now? Do you want me to let go of everything and forgive him or fall in love with him?"

"I just want you to let yourself go."