When Yun Qiao returned to Xi Mansion, it was already dusk.
The sunset is charming and the ground is covered with thick shade.
The lights were turned on in the room, and Xi Lanting was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, looking relaxed.
During the days when Yun Qiao lived alone, she felt that the past was far away from her; but when she returned to Xi Lanting, she seemed to be suddenly dragged into her memories.
The entourage did not follow him into the main room.
Yun Qiao strolled over. There was a heater in the room and the heat was flowing. She took off her coat as she walked inside.
Xi Lanting just raised his eyes and looked at her quietly.
Yun Qiao looked back at him and quickly looked away. She remained calm and poured herself tea after sitting down. Her hands were shaking slightly, but she didn't realize it.
"...Don't you have anything to say to me?" Yun Qiao asked him.
Xi Lanting closed the newspaper, folded it on his knees, and leaned back slightly: "What do you want to hear?"
Yun Qiao: "..."
She couldn't answer.
What do you want to hear?
There is so much I want to hear.
"Are you looking for me specifically to seek revenge?" Yun Qiao asked what he wanted to ask the most, "Or do you want to lift the curse? I can't do it."
"None of them." He was still leaning lazily on the sofa, his eyes falling quietly on her face.
"Then we..." Yun Qiao considered, feeling inexplicably nervous for a moment, "Are we still considered husband and wife?"
Xi Lanting smiled when he heard this.
The smile was very shallow, but gentle and caring, without any hint of ridicule or disdain.
He waved to her.
Yun Qiao subconsciously stood up and walked to him.
He took her hand.
In an instant, she had sat in his arms.
"Forget it." He answered her clearly, "You are my wife now."
Yun Qiao's hands were clinging to his shoulders, and her heart was filled with emotions. It came too fast, too sudden, and her eyes were filled with tears.
"You finally...fulfilled your promise." She murmured, tears rolling down her face, "Lanting, why didn't you come find me during the seven years I was in Kongquehe?"
Xi Lanting was silent.
Yun Qiao closed her eyes slightly, tears flowing down her cheeks: "Do you care about me, or are you trying to make up for me?"
Xi Lanting leaned over and pecked her lips gently: "Don't talk nonsense. If I don't have you in my heart, why bother with all this effort?"
Yun Qiao burst into tears and laughed.
Regardless of whether it was true or not, she was very satisfied to hear such a sentence.
During the seven years she spent in Kongquehe, she had actually figured out a lot.
She also let go of the stubbornness she had in the past.
The man she loved was once a tribal totem - the Green Dragon Totem. He received too much worship and belief, and thus became a god.
The Qinglong God is the most precious of the gods.
But the world is in chaos, and although the human race has help from heaven, it is always weak.
A tribal leader was a great shaman. He raped his half-snake half-sister, sacrificed himself, and used the most powerful forbidden spell to forcefully summon the Azure Dragon God to earth.
Being half-god and half-demon since birth, with human blood flowing through his body, Xi Lanting had a resentment that he couldn't shake off. He wanted to peel off his half-demon body and human blood, but found that his human blood was attached to his divine body.
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If he wants to completely cut off his relationship with others, the only thing he can do is to become a half-demon and abandon his half-god body.
He couldn't accept it.
So in the following years, the human race he assisted became stronger and stronger step by step, and finally unified the human race in the world and became known as the "Human Emperor".
The Human Emperor is not him, but his descendants.
No one knows his identity, he is who he wants to be.
Just like he is at Xi's house now.
Someone called Xi Qiye may not necessarily be Xi Qiye.
Throughout his life, he has been working hard to restore his divine body, completely get rid of the pain that this world has given him, and find ways to strip the human blood from his divine body.
Love and hate are just trivial details.
During the seven years in Kongquehe, Yun Qiao understood this truth: no matter how well he treated her, he still didn't love her.
She is like a little pet. When she is around him, he will do his best to tease her and be nice to her; once she wants to leave, he will not spend time looking for the lost pet.
Maybe, during those years, he had a new pet.
He will not miss her.
Everything in this world disgusts him. God has no emotions or desires. It's not that he doesn't want to love her, he just doesn't have the ability by nature.