Warm my heart

"Daddy." Mo Chen spoke first, his voice full of excitement and respect, "Welcome home."

Mo Chen also nodded and added, "Dad, we have been waiting for you."

Mo Yuan's gaze swept over the two of them gently. He could feel the extremely familiar aura from them and felt the pull of blood.

Donghua stood aside, watching the scene of Zixi and Mo Yuan's reunion as master and disciple, a faint smile appeared on his face.

Zheyan and Yaoguang also came closer. Zheyan smiled and said, "Mo Yuan, welcome back."

Yaoguang also nodded in agreement: "Congratulations, Mo Yuan."

After a few pleasantries, they left, leaving only the other four, Mo Yuan, in the room.

Zhe Yan waved his folding fan and asked, "Do you regret it?"

Donghua: "No regrets."

Mo Yuan's gaze lingered on Mo Chen and Mo Chen for a while, his eyes full of relief and emotion.

These two children, one is his son and the other is his younger brother, have now grown into independent men.

A complex emotion welled up in his heart, a mixture of pride in them and a hint of regret for his absence during their growth.

When Mo Yuan heard Zi Xi say casually, "The children are very obedient," the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Mo Yuan was filled with gratitude towards her.

"Xi'er, it's really not easy for you." Mo Yuan's voice was filled with deep tenderness.

"Now that I'm back, I'll share these burdens with you from now on."

Zixi smiled, a hint of tenderness flashing in her eyes.

"Now that the master is back, the children will work harder."

She looked back at Mo Chen and Mo Chen, "They are both excellent. Master would be proud of them."

Mo Chen and Mo Chen couldn't help but smile at each other when they heard this.

They are like that child who longs for his father's approval.

"Daddy," Mo Chen said, his voice serious and firm, "We will make you proud."

Mo Chen also nodded in agreement, "Kunlun Xu is the real Kunlun Xu because of you. We will do our best to live up to your expectations."

These two children no longer need his protection, but can fight alongside him to protect the world together.

"You are all my pride." Mo Yuan's voice was deep and powerful. "No matter the past or the future, our family will face it together."

Mo Chen and Mo Chen tactfully excused themselves. They smiled at each other, decided not to disturb their parents' time alone, and quietly left the room.

The room suddenly became quiet, with only Mo Yuan and Zi Xi left.

Mo Yuan looked at Zi Xi, his eyes full of tenderness and affection.

He gently stroked her cheek with his hand, as if to confirm whether what he saw was real.

Zi Xi's eyes were gentle and firm. She gently held Mo Yuan's hand, feeling the long-lost warmth.

"You've suffered a lot over the years." Mo Yuan whispered, his tone full of heartache.

Zi Xi shook her head slightly, a smile on her lips. "I don't feel wronged. Master is back, and everything is worth it."

Her voice was soft and firm, as if telling Mo Yuan that all the waiting and guarding were not in vain.

Mo Yuan lowered his head and gently placed his forehead against Zi Xi's, as if seeking comfort and a sense of belonging in this moment of silence.

"Xi'er, I owe you too much." His voice was low, revealing a hint of guilt and self-blame.

Zi Xi gently stroked Mo Yuan's cheek, her eyes full of understanding and tolerance.

"Master, we are family, there is no need to worry about these things." Her voice was as gentle as water, but with a firm strength, "As long as you are here, I am not afraid of any storm."

Mo Yuan was silent for a moment, then held Zi Xi tightly in his arms, as if he wanted to integrate her into his life.

There was no need for them to say much to each other, as all their emotions were sublimated at this moment.

The wind outside the house gently blew the curtains, as if singing for their reunion.

The two people in the room stood hugging each other, as if the whole world had stopped at this moment, leaving only them to depend on each other.

When Zixi walked into the room, Mo Yuan noticed the unique scent on her, which was the scent of Donghua.

The strong smell made Mo Yuan's heart tighten slightly, but he forced himself not to think about it.

When the two stood facing each other, the emotion of reunion after a long separation and the longing that had been suppressed for a long time quickly broke through the defense line of reason.

Mo Yuan no longer cared about the smell that he was unwilling to acknowledge. He obeyed his inner desire and gently kissed Zi Xi's lips.

Zixi was quickly overwhelmed by the strong emotion.

The two quickly immersed themselves in the passion of this long-awaited reunion, as if time had stopped at that moment.

Mo Yuan's kiss was passionate and affectionate, carrying emotions that had been suppressed for too long, and Zi Xi lost herself in this deep affection.

It was a month later when Zi Xi woke up again.

She slowly opened her eyes and realized that she was lying in Mo Yuan's arms. The room was quiet, as if nothing had changed, but the complex emotions in her heart surged like a tide.

She felt Mo Yuan's breath, and the familiar warmth made her feel at ease, but it was also mixed with a hint of unspeakable complex emotions.

Zixi gently moved her body, wanting to leave, but Mo Yuan's arms tightly wrapped around her, unwilling to let go. Zixi's heart softened and she sighed softly.

Mo Yuan gently stroked Zixi's hair, his low voice carrying a hint of tenderness and tenacity: "Xi'er, I never expected to monopolize everything about you. As long as I can be by your side, spending every day and night with you, I am satisfied enough."

Zi Xi snuggled in Mo Yuan's arms, feeling the deep love and tolerance in his heart, but her eyes revealed deep guilt and pain.

She whispered, "Master, I'm sorry, my heart... I broke it into two." Her voice was trembling and regretful.

Mo Yuan didn't blame her, but hugged her tighter.

He knew that Zixi's heart had been split into two by time and experience, one half was left to him and the other half belonged to Donghua.

But Mo Yuan did not complain or feel jealous, he just became more determined in his choice.

"Xi'er, I will always protect the part that belongs to me. You don't need to feel guilty. I just hope you can be happy." Mo Yuan's voice was gentle and firm, as if to calm the uneasiness in her heart one by one.

Zi Xi was so moved that her eyes became slightly moist. She hugged Mo Yuan tightly, feeling his generous heart.

The two of them snuggled together quietly, enjoying this moment of tranquility.

The sky was filled with festive red, and the whole world was shrouded in a festive atmosphere.

Today is the wedding day of Lord Zixi, Emperor Donghua and Lord Moyuan. This wedding has been prepared for a full hundred years, and the most anticipated moment has finally arrived.

Above the Bi Hai Cang Ling, two golden dragons were circling in the clouds. They were Zi Xi’s two sons, Mo Chen and Mo Chen.

The two men transformed into dragons, displaying majesty and holiness.