Lu Wang widened his eyes in surprise.
He spread his arms, not daring to move.
A ruo cried.
She sobbed by his ear: "How can they be so cruel? People say the human heart is made of flesh, yet it’s not as soft as my stone heart!"
Lu Wang was silent for a mont: "It’s all in the past now, let go."
A ruo quickly withdrew her hand.
She wiped away her tears, but smiled through her sobs: "So this is what heartbreak and heartache feel like. I rarely cry; this is the second ti."
The first ti was when I saw the Heavenly Daoist covered in blood.
Lu Wang could feel that this little stone fairy truly pitied his plight.
He hadn’t felt such kindness in a long ti.
Lu Wang was sowhat unaccustod to it. He cast his dark gaze toward the distance and coughed lightly, "You... you don’t have to cry anymore."
To change the subject.
Lu Wang casually asked, "Was the na A ruo given to you by the Heavenly Daoist?"
At the ntion of Jing Jia, A ruo’s eyes filled with admiration and pride.
"Yes, Your Majesty gave it to ."
A ruo picked up a stick and wrote the character "Ruo" on the ground.
"Your Majesty said, although I am a stone, there’s a blade of grass on . I will be as tenacious as the life force of a small grass!"
"And Your Majesty also said, once grass grows on a stone, it’s no longer just a dumb rock, but one of the countless sentient beings."
Lu Wang gazed at her: "It seems the Heavenly Dao treated you well."
A ruo nodded repeatedly: "Your Majesty is very good to !"
At this mont, Guoguo ca over.
Probably having been ordered around, his face was full of displeasure.
"Are you two done hugging? The Princess is calling you to the front hall for pastries."
A ruo hadn’t reacted yet, but Lu Wang blushed with embarrassnt, retorting, "Who hugged?"
Guoguo bluntly said: "It’s you two. I just ca over and saw you hugging, so I went back to avoid disturbing you."
"But the Princess said if you didn’t co, she’d finish all the pastries."
A ruo quickly lifted her skirt: "The Princess is back!"
She ran to the front hall with joyful steps.
Lu Wang followed with a sullen face.
As he passed by Guoguo, Lu Wang emphasized: "We weren’t hugging! It was her who suddenly ca over, and it’s not as ambiguous as you think."
Guoguo pretended to keep a cold face: "Oh."
Lu Wang walked away but seed unwilling and returned to reiterate: "Rember! It wasn’t a hug!"
Then he clenched his fists, his handso face alternating between a flush of red and black, and left.
Guoguo rolled his eyes rcilessly.
anwhile.
In the nine layered heaven, Jing Jia was ditating, adjusting her breath.
She felt uneasy, fine sweat breaking out on her forehead.
Dozens of invisible demon fogs swirled around her.
Their voices were laced with evil, mocking in a cacophony—
"Heavenly Dao, you’re about to lose control of this nine layered heaven!"
"Your heart is in turmoil, you’re about to fall into demonic ways, hahaha!"
Jing Jia gritted her teeth: "Shut up!"
However, their laughter echoed in her ears, as if adding countless logs to the fire swirling in her heart.
And in front of her tightly closed eyes, scenes of her monts with Bai Xilie continually flashed.
Under a flourishing tree, Bai Xilie tidied a lock of hair by her temples.
Under the full moon sky, they lay together amidst the vast wildflowers.
Every passionate mont unfolded vividly.
And in Jing Jia’s ears, the demon fogs’ unrelenting mockery seed to be waiting for this god’s fall.
Jing Jia suddenly opened her eyes, a hint of crimson flickering in them.
"Get lost!" she shouted fiercely.
With this harsh cry, the instrunts within a hundred ters were instantly shattered to dust by her mana.
Jing Jia fell from the bed, vomiting a mouthful of fresh blood.
She gasped for breath, propped herself up to sit.
Zhi’er hadn’t grown up yet; she couldn’t collapse.
User Comments
0 comments from readers