"I am willing to listen attentively." Xuan Ye said gently.
Wei Ning said: "Those who love lust are like holding a torch and walking against the wind, they will surely burn their hands."
Xuan Ye's eyes suddenly widened and he looked straight at her, his brows furrowed slightly with indescribable surprise.
"The human heart is ever-changing and unpredictable, but only you know the joy and pain in it. You are not me, how do you know he is the person I met by mistake in my life?"
Wei Ning said, sniffing gently, and then continued: "If he is a little flower that blooms accidentally in my life, then I will take good care of it, water it, weed it, and protect it from wind and rain, because...
...Although he only drove it for such a short time, it was enough to amaze me throughout my life."
Xuan Ye stood there silently, and when he came to his senses, Wei Ning had slowly walked away alone.
He smiled, but he didn't expect that this little guy was incredibly stubborn and had such a courage to not hit the wall and never look back, which is worthy of admiration.
I just don’t know what it will be like when I end up with a bloody head.
Xuan Ye turned around and planned to leave, but when he turned around, he saw a vague black shadow behind a pillar dozens of steps away. It was tall, tall, lonely and silent, like a stable hill.
He was startled and walked up quickly, still gentle, calm and restrained: "Why is Your Majesty out?"
The wind blew loudly from the courtyard, bringing with it the cold and fishy smell of the cold pond where snakes were kept not far away.
However, Mo Wuji was just standing here wearing an ordinary middle coat, with his back facing the wind, and his silver hair hanging on his shoulders, blowing in the wind.
His face was pale and he rested one hand on the pillar. He didn't seem to hear Xuan Ye's words. He just squinted his eyes and looked at the long and empty passage in front of him. He didn't know what he was looking at.
Xuan Ye continued: "I just had a few words with Brother Shen here. He is really a stubborn person."
Maybe a little silly.
As if he heard the slight sarcasm in his tone, Mo Wuji came back to his senses, glanced at him indifferently, and said: "Ordinary people, to you and me, are just a bunch of fools."
"That's what your Majesty said." Xuan Ye lowered his head, accepted the lesson humbly, and smiled as usual, "Has your Majesty heard what you just said, what do you think?"
Mo Wuji paused for a moment, then spoke, but he repeated what Wei Ning had just said: "A person who loves lust is like holding a torch, walking against the wind, and will surely burn his hands."
"This is an excellent statement. There is such a great wise man in the Qinglong Empire, but I have never heard of it. It is such a pity." Xuan Ye said with a smile, but his eyes darkened slightly.
"Those who hold torches but want to go against the wind are the real fools." Mo Wuji only added coldly, without any unnecessary emotion.
Xuan Ye suddenly felt a chill in her heart. Thinking of the firm, stubborn and unrepentant look on Wei Ning's face when she just said these words, she suddenly felt a little sympathy for her.
Yes, it is already so dangerous to hold a fire rashly. Fortunately, we are going against the wind. What should we do if the fire burns us?
****
Wei Ning slowly walked out of Hades Palace and saw Bai Yuntang standing not far away, smiling and waving to her.
She took a gentle breath, adjusted her expression, and then greeted him with a smile.
"Brother, are you waiting for me here?" The innocence on his face was hard to refuse.
