Chapter 396: It's Your Child
“Little Luo, long time no see.”
The sky full of clouds seemed to be blown away a bit by a gust of wind. Yan walked up to her, tall and jade-like, aloof and otherworldly. His dark eyes reflected the clear and shallow moonlight, and seemed to hold a hint of apprehension.
Sang Luo was wearing a loose lotus-root pink dress today, elegant and refined, yet with a hint of charming tenderness, captivating the heart and soul.
She looked up at Yan, hooked her lips into a light smile, "Lord God, you've asked me out for a midnight rendezvous, is there something you need? Anyone who didn't know better would think you missed me."
“I did miss you.” He said in a low voice.
Sang Luo was stunned.
Yan took out a brocade wooden box and handed it to her, “Regarding that matter from back then, I was in the wrong first. This is what I promised you, so take it as a peace offering.”
Sang Luo opened the box and saw a divine lotus fruit with three-colored brilliance, emitting a rich fragrance. This lotus fruit could treat the incomplete meridian core development of the little spider.
She didn't expect that Yan would really take to heart a casual remark she made back then. For a moment, her mood was unpredictable, and she didn't know how to face him, “...Thank you.”
Yan shook his head, “There's no need for thanks, I don't like going back on my word.”
“That being said, Lord God has really helped me a lot. I will never forget this great kindness. Let's write off all the previous unpleasantness, as if it never happened, okay? You can come to me anytime if you need help in the future~” Sang Luo composed herself and spoke in a brisk tone.
“I don't need you to help me with anything.”
Uh… That’s true, as an ancient divine beast with unfathomable cultivation, she really couldn’t think of anything she could help him with, just a polite flattery.
“Lord God, if there's nothing else, I'll be leaving first.”
“You, don't you have anything else you want to say to me?”
Sang Luo paused, “No.”
“…”
Yan watched her turn and leave, his figure unmoving.
Just as Sang Luo's figure was about to disappear into the forest, Yan rushed forward and hugged her tightly from behind.
His chin rested on her head, his slightly hurried voice falling into her ear, his voice dry and slightly hoarse, “That old garment from back then, I originally intended to take it out and burn it, but I didn't expect you to see it…”
“I used magic to seal the underground palace, forever closing that door, sealing all the past there, as a farewell.”
“Little Luo, at first I admit I treated you as the Fire Fox Clan's princess, but later, I let you stay in Qingqiu Mansion to be with you day and night, not to treat you as a substitute, but to slowly accept you.”
“I want to be with you.”
Yan had previously experienced great struggles, blaming himself for not being able to guard his body and mind, on one hand feeling pain for betraying his deceased fiancée, on the other hand unable to control wanting to get close to Sang Luo, possess her, and develop different desires for her.
“I promised to guard Princess Ji Wan's spirit for 100,000 years, and the 100,000 years have passed, I have not broken my promise. As for you, my feelings are also sincere.”
Sang Luo turned to look at him and asked seriously, “Have you really let go of that Fire Fox Clan princess?”
“I… she has already left, I will never be able to wait for her again.” Yan took one of her hands and placed it on his face, “But I don't want to regret it again.”
“Regret again?” Sang Luo asked in confusion.
A trace of confusion also flashed in Yan's eyes, shaking his head, as if self-deprecating, “100,000 years is too long, it's half a lifetime for me, Princess Ji Wan, her appearance is gradually becoming blurred to me.”
“Sometimes, I wonder if the things I experienced with her really happened, or if I gradually filled them in with imagination in later generations. Will there be mistakes in my memories of everything about her, those trivial details of getting along? I have no way to verify it.”
“Those paintings drawn by hand are proof that I loved her, but now they have become increasingly pale and hollow…”
“She is a lingering obsession for me, but I can't remember where the source of the obsession comes from…”
Sang Luo listened to him quietly and attentively.
These were all words that Yan had never said to her before.
It wasn't until this moment that Sang Luo had the feeling that she was slowly walking into his sealed heart.
“I haven't dreamed for a long time. Since you left that year, my dreams have been filled with you… Little Luo'er, I've changed my mind. I'm a very fickle male, aren't I?”
In those paintings, Yan's love for Princess Ji Wan was as intense as fire, but this love did not last forever. After only 100,000 years, he had almost forgotten her appearance. Memories faded with time, leaving only a lingering regret for her.
Sang Luo shook her head, “Lord God is a very sentimental person.”
She simply couldn't imagine the vicissitudes of these 100,000 years, how Yan had spent them alone. Memories would eventually fade. He had already done well enough, preserving the relics left by the Fire Fox Clan princess intact.
What she hated was only Yan's behavior of treating her as a substitute, but she admired and respected his love, and she couldn't help but envy the legendary Princess Ji Wan.
After death, someone guarded her spirit and offered sacrifices for 100,000 years, remaining celibate for her until death. Who in this world could do that?
She asked herself that she couldn't do it.
Perhaps Fei Yuan and the others couldn't do it either.
Sang Luo raised her head and kissed his lips.
Yan's ink-black eyes instantly turned into vertical pupils. He tightly wrapped his arms around her waist and lowered his head to deepen the kiss…
The two people's breathing gradually became labored.
Sang Luo's face became rosy and charming. She pulled over one of his slender hands and placed it on her lower abdomen.
The loose robe covered the undulations of her abdomen, but it could be easily felt by touching it.
“I'm pregnant, it's yours.”
Yan's body trembled slightly, his breathing slowed, “I know.”
“When did you know?”
“I sensed it after returning from the Celestial Realm.” He released her, holding her face reverently in both hands, his eyes filled with gratitude and affection, “It is I who should thank you, Luo Luo, for bringing me precious offspring.”
“I was still afraid you wouldn't want this child.”
He suddenly hugged her tightly again, “That will never happen!”
He liked children very much.
Yan picked up Sang Luo and carried her back to the room in an instant, gently placing her on the bed.
“Let me give myself to you, okay?”
Sang Luo met his gentle gaze and nodded shyly.
The bed curtains fell, and the two figures gradually merged into one, the sounds of lovemaking lingering…
In the morning, the sunlight of dawn streamed in through the window. When Sang Luo woke up, she found that Yan was gone.
There was some cold food on the table.
She got up, put on her clothes, and went down to the courtyard, but didn't see Yan's figure. She went to the kitchen, but couldn't find him either.
A sense of unease arose in her heart.
Fei Yuan appeared, took Sang Luo's hand, “Luo'er, come back to the Phoenix Palace with me.”
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