Xiaoxiao.

Hearing this, Ying Yue nodded thoughtfully, then, as if suddenly realizing something, quickly waved her hand, denying her previous guess: "Hmm... what you said is not wrong. Logically speaking, if the possession was truly successful, your consciousness could not possibly remain so intact. This is indeed quite strange."

At this moment, Wu Ren frowned slightly and slowly said, "Actually, I've thought of another possibility regarding this matter. Perhaps the reason I was able to 'see' Chunyangzi's entire life story is closely related to that mysterious inheritance."

Ying Yue, her face full of curiosity, pressed on, "What exactly happened? Tell me quickly!"

Wu Ren calmed his thoughts and then slowly explained, "Think about it carefully. Our era is more than a thousand years different from Lü Chunyang's!"

Over such a long period of time, there was absolutely no possibility that the two of us would have any interaction with him.

However, I truly witnessed all the events that happened between Lü Chunyang and the Three Spirits back then.

If it weren't for the mysterious and unpredictable inherited power within me, who else could possess such miraculous abilities?

Furthermore, I would even venture to speculate that Kuang Zheng's current predicament is likely due to a similar inheritance hidden within him.

After hearing Wu Ren's words, Ying Yue fell into deep thought.

She pondered it carefully for a while and felt that Wu Ren's analysis did have some merit, so she nodded slightly in agreement.

They settled down by Dongting Lake, but they were at a loss as to how to resolve the situation and could only wait patiently.

After all, we have no idea about his current condition. If we rashly move him or do any other treatment, it may lead to unexpected consequences.

Therefore, the two decided to build a simple shelter on the shore of Dongting Lake, thus beginning this long and arduous journey of protection.

Time flies by, passing in the blink of an eye.

Before we knew it, a whole year had quietly passed.

During this period, every minute and every second seemed to be stretched out infinitely, and each day felt like an eternity.

However, they have always adhered to their mission and have never slackened in the slightest.

After a six-month-long blockade, Ying Ao finally could not suppress his worries and curiosity and sent his men to investigate the actual situation.

Once the visitor learned what had happened, he quickly relayed the information back to Ying Ao.

With this, the lockdown, which had lasted for six months, was finally lifted.

Ying Yue quickly learned about the events that had occurred during this period from her father.

Surprisingly, no news about the Three Spirits emerged during this period, and no particularly powerful figures appeared in the martial arts world.

This series of unusual phenomena has made the already perplexing situation even more complicated and unpredictable.

It's as if all the mysteries are shrouded in a thick fog, making it impossible to see the truth.

It now seems that uncovering the secrets hidden behind these layers of mist and figuring out the whole story may only be possible when Kuang Zheng awakens. Until then, all everyone can do is continue to wait silently…

In order to rectify the relationship between the individuals, the blockade was eventually lifted.

However, to prevent anyone from accidentally intruding and disturbing Kuang Zheng, it was still stipulated that no one was allowed to approach within a ten-mile radius of the three of them.

The issuance of this order undoubtedly demonstrates the extreme importance attached to and protection of the corrective measures taken.

After successfully re-establishing contact with the outside world, time quietly passed, and half a year went by in the blink of an eye.

Before we knew it, a whole year had slipped away silently.

On this day, Ying Yue, as usual, gently picked up a soft towel, wet it, and meticulously wiped Kuang Zheng's face, who was still unconscious.

Despite the long period of her meticulous care over the course of a year, Kuang Zheng's once handsome face remained clean, tidy, and spotless.

At that moment, Ying Yue was concentrating on wiping when she suddenly noticed that Kuang Zheng's eyelashes seemed to tremble slightly.

At first, she even doubted whether she was seeing things, after all, this situation was too unexpected.

But then, Kuang Zheng's eyelids also began to twitch uncontrollably.

Now, Ying Yue was finally convinced that everything she had seen was real!

The washcloth she was holding tightly slipped silently from her fingers and fell to the ground, as if it had lost its support.

An indescribable, immense joy surged into her heart like a tidal wave, quickly filling her entire body.

In that instant, all the emotions that had been suppressed for so long could no longer be contained, and tears flowed like a burst dam, streaming freely down her cheeks...

Ignoring his own weakness, Kuang Zheng reached out his broad and warm hands and gently stroked Ying Yue's smooth and delicate face, which was as smooth as mutton fat jade. His eyes were filled with endless tenderness and affection as he whispered, "Thank you for your hard work."

A whole year later, when Ying Yue heard that familiar voice that haunted her dreams again, her heart was instantly filled with happiness, as if all the hardships and tribulations she had experienced before had become insignificant.

All the worries, fears, and anxieties of the past year, like a flood bursting its banks, were finally released at this moment.

Tears streamed down her beautiful eyes like beads from a broken string.

Seeing his beloved cry even harder as he tried to comfort her, Kuang Zheng felt heartbroken.

He gently wiped away the tears from Ying Yue's eyes with his fingers, while constantly uttering those cheesy, mushy love words that would make anyone blush.

Gradually, Ying Yue's crying subsided, replaced by a series of clear and melodious laughs.

Even the sun, high in the sky, seemed unable to bear these cloyingly sweet words, and hurriedly hid on the horizon, leaving only a magnificent and colorful sunset.

Bathed in the enchanting glow of the setting sun, Kuang Zheng and Ying Yue embraced tightly, their shadows elongated, creating a scene of exceptional warmth and beauty.

Wu Ren had already rushed over upon hearing the news when Kuang Zheng awoke.

He stood quietly not far away, silently watching the couple in front of him. Unconsciously, two lines of tears slowly slid down his cheeks.

As the sun sets, the scenery is picturesque and filled with warmth.

In this beautiful moment, time seemed to stand still, becoming an eternal memory...