After coaxing Su Zhiyuan to sleep and wanting to listen to a bedtime story, Suning tiptoed out of the room.
In the square, Lingxi, who was leaning on the guardrail and quietly looking at the night sky of Jiufeng, asked without looking back: "Are you asleep?"
Suning smiled and replied: "I'm tired from playing and slept soundly."
Lingxi curled her lips and said with self-reproach, "I shouldn't be angry at Zhiyuan. You're right, she's only six years old."
"I think back then, when I entered Kunlun at the age of five, my master was very patient with me."
"He coaxes me and goes along with me every day. No matter how big a mistake I make, he is never willing to hurt me."
"Master and I are not even related by blood, and I am the mother that Zhiyuan chases and begs to hug every day."
"Suning, did I do something wrong?"
"I shouldn't have taken over Kunlun so early. I should have waited until Zhiyuan grew up."
Her voice was ethereal and she said in a low mood: "You will eventually go to the fairy world."
"With the dragon and phoenix dharma in my body, I can't help myself."
"If I wish, she will definitely ask me when the time comes."
"How do I answer her? How do I comfort her?"
Lingxi's eyes filled with tears, she turned around sharply, looked directly into Suning's guilty eyes and said, "I don't blame you, I only blame myself for being useless and not being able to accompany you to the fairy world."
"Our family, our mother and daughter..."
"Suning, will you go to the fairy world and never come back?"
"Forget me, forget Zhiyuan, forget there is your family here, your little home?"
She knew he wouldn't do that, but she actually understood his personality better than anyone else.
However, when she thought about him leaving, her worry about gain and loss severely stimulated her already sensitive nerves.
She is not afraid that he will not come back, she is afraid that he will never come back.
Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation.
The dangers in the fairy world are self-evident, and the crises that arise there may be ten times, a hundred times, or even a thousand times that of China.
Little China has Kunlun as its backer, and she and Suning have narrowly escaped death several times.
In the fairy world, where should Suning go with no background and no one to help her?
Can he really be safe and worry-free just by relying on the sixth-ranked dragon and phoenix dharma?
Their eyes met, and they were silent for a long time.
He stepped forward and hugged her gently, and said firmly and forcefully: "I will negotiate with the fairy world to give me enough freedom."
"Allowing me to travel to and from China at any time is the first condition."
"Whoever can promise me, I will join whose force."
"Besides, I have always been lucky and have been blessed by the ancestors of the Su family."
"Otherwise, how could I, a toad from Taoshan Village, marry you, a white swan from Kunlun Mountain?"
He smiled warmly, sniffing the faint fragrance in her hair, and said emotionally: "Xixi, hold your hand and grow old together with me. Grandma said before she left, she only recognizes you as the grandson-in-law of the Su family."
"Growing up, I listened to my grandma the most."
"In addition, Sanbo is always ringing the alarm in my ears, and I have made the oath of heaven."
"You, keep your heart in your stomach."
"I, Suning, am not qualified to change my mind, nor will I change my mind."
"Whether I am in the fairy world or in China, my wife will only be you, only you."
She snuggled into his arms and said with tears in her eyes: "Pull the hook."
He smiled inwardly: "How old are you, and you still pull a hook?"
The two fingers were tightly intertwined, and the stars in the sky were twinkling, seeming to be sending blessings to the immortal couple.
"I'm going to the third peak and I'll be back later."
He kissed her forehead and said in an ambiguous tone that could only be heard by the two of them: "Tonight is a good day."
