The Year of Lihua: She Was Reborn

Hua Ye watched the figures of Zuo Yun and his brother gradually disappear into the night. His heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally slowly settled down, his tense nerves gradually relaxed, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

Although she and Xuzhi had countless close contacts, she still found his character and background elusive.

Hua Ye silently observed Xu Zhi in front of him, thinking to himself: In front of him, it seems that he has no secrets at all, but as for him, he knows very little...

"Don't worry, Ye'er. I won't kill an ordinary person myself..."

Xuzhi sat down slowly, stretched out his arm and gently pulled her into his arms, letting her sit safely on his right leg.

His heavy head drooped weakly on her shoulder. He greedily inhaled the unique and charming fragrance from her body, then slowly closed his eyes and enjoyed the tranquility of the moment.

The long black hair that was originally used to hide the truth began to change at a speed visible to the naked eye, from the roots to the tips, and gradually turned into an amazing silver-white from beginning to end.

In the cold moonlight, the silver hair sparkled with a cold light, which was both stunning and chilling.

Hua Ye was no longer surprised by this, but even so, her expression remained calm.

But a hint of surprise inadvertently flashed in the depths of her calm eyes.

"Master, could you please not reveal your true form so often? It really scares people." Hua Ye carefully weighed his words and advised softly.

"Why, don't you like the way I look now? Every time you see me like this, your eyes become wide and your saliva almost flows out..."

Xuzhi raised his head slightly, leaned close to her ear, and spoke slowly in a low and ambiguous tone.

At the same time, his cold big hand grabbed Hua Ye's hands, which were rubbing his legs nervously and uneasily.

"Master, how can you be so shameless!"

Hua Ye was furious and shook his shoulders violently. A powerful force burst out instantly, knocking Xu Zhi away.

Fortunately, Xuzhi reacted quickly and stabilized his body in time, otherwise his face would have been swollen from being beaten.

"Ye'er, you are still so irresistible..." Xuzhi raised a playful smile at the corner of his mouth, and held her horizontally in his arms while speaking.

"What do you want to do?"

Hua Ye's cheeks were visibly red, and her voice was trembling. She tightly grasped Xu Zhi's collar with both hands, as if this could give her a sense of security.

At this time, the bright moon above the dark curtain was also covered with a hazy grayish-white color.

"Let me take you to take a bath. You smell a bit bad now..."

Xu Zhi's tall, white and translucent nose twitched in disgust, and a deep and mysterious space wormhole appeared out of thin air beside him.

"Bathing..."

Hua Ye's sharp voice cut through the silent night sky, startling the birds in the woods on the back mountain and causing them to fly out of the treetops in panic.

The figures of the two disappeared in the pavilion in an instant, while Wutong stood quietly on the treetop, with his hands clasped in front of his chest, and his whole body exuded a cool breath.

The bright moon hung high above the treetops, casting its cool light and illuminating the beautiful yet unwilling face of the sycamore tree.

She lowered her head slightly and looked towards the hot spring in the distance.

A thin layer of fog covered the entire hot spring pool like a veil, making the scene inside blurry.

Only some subtle sounds could be heard, which made one's heart beat faster.

"Wutong, I brought you something good!"

Suddenly, a strong voice echoed behind her. Then, a spatial wormhole quietly emerged, and an increasingly muscular figure emerged from it.

Xu Fu held an exquisite jewelry box in one hand and slowly landed behind Wu Tong.

His tall figure completely enveloped her in the moonlight, creating a unique scene.

The exquisite jewelry box seemed to have life. It gently fell from top to bottom in front of Wutong and opened automatically.

The box was gleaming with golden light, revealing a paulownia branch hairpin, an exquisite chain, and several pairs of unique earrings.

These jewels emit brilliant light, like the brightest stars in the night sky.

"I specially commissioned a skilled craftsman from the mortal world to carve this, which took half a year. It was finally completed today, and I flew over to get it right away. Do you like it?"

Wutong turned his head and looked at the face of Xu Fu in front of him, which was 70% similar to Xu Zhi, and his vision was a little blurred.

Even though she had let go of Xu Zhi, she still felt a little sad whenever she thought about him. She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down.

Looking at the golden ornaments in the jewelry box, Wutong slowly raised his head, turned his face to the side, and once again looked directly at his angular face that was similar to Xuzhi's.

There was a hint of confusion and bewilderment in her eyes.

"Thank you! But I don't like these very much." She said softly, with a hint of sadness in her voice.

Xu Fu stared at Wu Tong quietly, with a complex light flashing in his eyes.

His eyes fell on her lips, which were so close to her. He felt the rich scent of the sycamore flowers on her body, and an impulse surged in his heart.

But he finally controlled himself, hesitating for a long time before he managed to squeeze out a sentence: "Then I'll make you another set with silver next time. This set is really too eye-catching."

Wutong frowned slightly and looked at Xufu, feeling helpless. She knew his feelings very well, but she couldn't respond to his feelings.

She sighed softly and said firmly, "Xu Fu... I have never liked these material possessions. You'd better keep your little thoughts to yourself." After saying that, she prepared to turn around and leave.

The jewelry box disappeared out of thin air in his right hand, and the big hand directly grasped Wutong's slender waist.

"Wutong, you know what kind of person I am. I can't hide my love for you."

Xu Fu pinched her chin with one hand and lifted it back, and his warm lips were imprinted on her cool red skin.

The warm touch made the dull heart in Wutong's chest beat wildly, and he felt a different kind of fluctuation...