Warm my heart

He turned around and turned into a stream of light.

Rushing straight towards the Heavenly Palace.

He wanted to go to the San Sheng Stone in person to find out what was going on.

Find out what the truth of the matter is.

Watching Zheyan's departing figure gradually disappear into the sky.

Donghua's mouth corners slightly raised.

He showed a barely perceptible smile.

Then he quickly walked into the house.

Carefully and gently held Zhihe in his arms.

At this moment, his eyes became more and more profound.

It's like a bottomless pool.

Gazing lovingly at the beauty in his arms.

He murmured, "You will always be mine."

After he finished speaking, Donghua disappeared in a flash.

He disappeared from the spot with Zhihe.

The next moment, they appeared in a dreamlike fairyland - Bi Hai Cang Ling.

This is the birthplace of Donghua.

The surrounding area is shrouded in clouds and mist, full of spiritual energy and breathtakingly beautiful.

Here, except Donghua himself.

No one can enter without permission.

In this wonderland.

A tall and straight sycamore tree stands proudly next to the holly flowers.

This paulownia tree was planted by Donghua specifically for Zhihe many years ago.

After years of baptism.

Now it has grown into a towering tree.

During the three full days spent outside the peach forest.

He thought of everything clearly and distinctly.

Just pretend that this never happened!

If Zhihe was truly in love with Zheyan.

Then I am not completely unwilling to give in.

To know.

They are all ancient gods who have been passed down from ancient times to the present day!

After a long time, I have already seen all kinds of things in the world.

Whether it is polygamy or polyandry;

Or it may be between the same sex, which is not uncommon.

Even so, he still couldn't help feeling a little resentful.

After all, he couldn't have Zhihe all to himself.

This really made him feel a little unwilling.

But then I thought about it.

I believe Zheyan is truly doing this for Zhihe's own good.

They should also be willing to make compromises.

Because on the Three Lives Stone.

The names of the three of them were clearly engraved.

It was as if there was some divine will in all things.

It is destined that the three of them will be intertwined and entangled with each other.

At this moment, Zhihe slowly woke up.

Half asleep, she looked around blankly.

I couldn't help but wonder: "Where exactly is this place? Why am I here?"

Memories gradually came back to my mind like a tide.

She suddenly remembered that she should have been in the peach forest!

In an instant, one scene after another of her and Zhe Yan's affectionate love flashed through her mind like lightning.

It is imprinted in it with incredible clarity.

Thinking of this, Zhihe blushed.

I was so ashamed that I wanted to find a piece of hard tofu and ram it into my head.

Let’s just end this life here.

God!

How could she be so shameless...

How dare you tease that guy Zheyan.

And it's even worse.

The two of them actually...

Still like that...

Just as her thoughts were in a mess.

When you are immersed in those blushing and heart-pounding memories and can't extricate yourself.

suddenly.

Without any warning, the door was pushed open forcefully from the outside.

She originally thought that it was Zheyan who brought her to this place.

My heart is full of curiosity.

When the door was slowly pushed open.

The figure that appeared in front of him was actually Donghua!

Her eyes widened.

His eyeballs seemed to be about to pop out of his sockets.

The mouth is slightly open.

He stammered, "Brother...brother."

At this moment, countless thoughts flashed through her mind.

Could it be that my brother already knows what happened between her and Zheyan?

When she thought of this, her cheeks suddenly turned as red as a ripe apple.

He swore secretly.

I will never drink too much again.

I never expected that I would lose my composure like this after getting drunk...

Donghua, on the other hand, gazed at Zhihe leisurely with his eyes as deep as the sea.

He asked softly, "Why? Don't you want to see me?"

Zhihe felt flustered when he looked at her.

He quickly waved his hands and explained, "No, no."

The days passed like this.

In the next few days.

Donghua stays with Zhihe every day.

Sometimes he would lead her to study the profound Buddhist scriptures;

Sometimes he would teach her sword dancing step by step.

Every move shows patience and meticulousness;

In his spare time, he would sit quietly with her in the study and read various books.

Not only that, Donghua even personally taught her the method of refining weapons.

Zhihe has benefited a lot.

Zhihe also often cooks delicious meals for him.

The most famous dish is the fresh fish dish with good color, aroma and taste.

Zhihe came to Donghua as usual, carrying the carefully cooked fish.

He asked cautiously, "Brother Yi...Brother Yi, when can I leave?"

After these days of getting along.

She finally realized something was wrong.

I couldn't help but feel suspicious.

Could it be that my brother wants to imprison me?

Donghua heard this.

The look in his eyes became deeper and darker.

Slowly approached Zhihe.

He asked in a low voice, "Why? Don't you want to stay in the same room with me?"

Zhihe didn't know what was going on.

Suddenly I felt a chill running down my spine.

I couldn't help but shudder.

She shook her head vigorously.

He replied repeatedly: "No, no, of course I want to be with my brother."

Just then, Donghua approached Zhihe without any warning.

So close that they could almost feel each other's breath.

He stretched out his hand without hesitation.

Gently holding Zhihe's cherry-like mouth that was slightly opened in surprise.

Then he leaned over and kissed her tenderly...

Donghua's kiss was as gentle as the warm spring sun.

It is as overbearing as a summer rainstorm.

This is a unique kiss.

It seems to have a magical power.

It makes people indulge in it involuntarily and unable to extricate themselves.

Just when the two were immersed in passion.

Suddenly, a breeze blew by.

The gust of wind was like a basin of cold water poured on Zhihe's head.

It instantly brought her back from her stupor.

She widened her eyes.

She looked at Donghua who was so close to her with a confused look on her face.

My heart was filled with panic and helplessness.

Subconsciously, she stretched out her hands and pushed Donghua hard.

Trying to break free from his arms.

Donghua, however, was as steady as a rock.

He was not shaken at all by her thrust.

On the contrary, he easily grabbed Zhihe's waving little hands.

And hold it tightly in your palm.

"Can't you feel it yet? Zhihe, become my empress."

Donghua's deep voice rang in Zhihe's ears.

With unquestionable dominance.

When Zhihe heard this, he was suddenly shocked.

He blurted out: "No, I, Zhe Yan and I..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Donghua.

Donghua suppressed the surging emotions in his heart.

Trying to speak in a calm tone, she said, "I don't mind, but you must be my empress."

His words were brief.

But it is full of irresistible power.

It's impossible to ignore.

Hearing Donghua say this.