Where Are You Planning to Go?

"Dinner's ready, Godmother!"

Li Yan placed all the prepared dinner on a makeshift table made from an ancient tree that had been knocked down by the fighting nearby.

"Mmm, it smells so good! These are all my favorite dishes!"

With a surprised smile, Flamme sat down next to Li Yan and reached out her fair, jade-like hand to pat Li Yan's head.

"Thank you for your hard work, A Yan."

As Flamme gently stroked him, Li Yan was overwhelmed with emotions. Memories of his childhood flooded his mind: his Godmother's constant care and the concern he received as his wife. Tears welled up in his eyes.

"Hey! A Yan, why are you crying? You're so big already."

Seeing Li Yan in tears, Flamme was somewhat flustered. She took out a pink handkerchief from her pocket and gently wiped away Li Yan's tears.

"Godmother... I miss you so much..."

Li Yan could no longer suppress her longing. Flamme was slightly taken aback, a look of tenderness appearing on her face as she gently patted Li Yan's back with her snow-white hand.

"Alright, alright, you're a big kid now, don't cry like a little child."

The familiar scent, the loving voice, the soft touch, the person he had been longing for day and night—at this moment, Li Yan only wanted to stay in this warm embrace forever, even if only as a godson, not as husband and wife.

"Is my future self not dead, or was I killed by Demons?"

Flamme said jokingly, a faint smile on his face.

"No way!"

Li Yan rose from the comfortable embrace, a serious expression on her face. "With me protecting Godmother, no one can harm Godmother, whether human or Demons."

Looking at Li Yan's serious little face, Flamme was slightly stunned, then nodded with a light smile, her beautiful brows relaxing slightly.

"I believe in you, A Yan. You'll always, always protect your Godmother, right?"

Flamme spoke gently, stroking Li Yan's head lightly.

Yes! Forever and ever!

Li Yan nodded, tears welling up in his eyes again. Even if it's a matter of lifespan, nothing can take away his beloved Godmother and wife.

"Dinner's getting cold, A Yan, let's eat first."

Flamme gently pinched Li Yan's cheek, a tender smile on her face.

"Um."

Night falls, and a bright moon hangs in the sky, casting silvery moonlight like a veil, soft and serene. On the dinner table, various delicacies seem to be imbued with a mysterious aura by the moonlight.

The moonlight, like a light veil, fell on the food, making each dish look especially tempting. The steaming braised pork, glistening with oil and a bright red color, seemed to exude an even richer aroma under the moonlight. Flamme chuckled as she fed Li Yan, and watching Li Yan devour the food, her smile grew even gentler.

The crystal-clear soup, with glittering moonlight floating on top like countless tiny diamonds, was mouthwatering. Flamme sipped it slowly; the taste was the one she loved as a child. She didn't know how A Yan could make it, but the thought that A Yan came from the future gave her a glimmer of hope.

The lush green vegetables, their outlines clearly defined by the moonlight, looked fresh and delicious. Li Yan ate a bite of vegetables and a bite of meat, finding them rich yet not greasy, and finished eighteen bowls in one go.

Under the tranquil moonlight, Li Yan did not share stories about the future with Flamme, nor did Flamme ask what would happen in the future. The two simply ate quietly, with Flamme occasionally picking up a few pieces of meat and feeding them to Li Yan.

The moonlight shone on Flamme's face, and Li Yan could clearly see her happy smile. At this moment, the moonlight became the bond between them. Although it was only familial affection, it was still the most unforgettable moment for Li Yan.

After dinner, there weren't many fun activities to do that night. We mostly discussed future magic and researched various aspects of magic with my Godmother. As for future magic, Flamme only took it as a reference and didn't know everything about it. She felt that researching future magic in advance was not a good thing for this era.

Progress needs to be made little by little. Taking too big a step may injure your body, which is a very serious problem.

Li Yan also expressed his approval of his Godmother Flamme's decision, after all, it was something that could change the future. He was also worried that the future might be significantly changed, but so far, it seems that no factors have emerged that could change the future.

Resting his head on Flamme's arm, Li Yan reluctantly closed his eyes. He was a little scared, scared that he could return to the future immediately even without touching the Stone Stele, scared that the time he could spend with his Godmother would become less and less, scared that if he missed this opportunity, there would be no next time.

As dawn broke, Li Yan stretched lazily, catching a whiff of the familiar scent. It had been a very long time since she had smelled it.

"A Yan, are you awake?"

Flamme, feeling a little sleepy. She hadn't slept well last night, her mind still echoing with A Yan's words: her future wasn't about magic, but about having someone she loved and a child.

"Okay, Godmother, I'll go prepare breakfast for you."

Li Yan licked his slightly dry lips. He slept soundly that night, resting his head on the spot where he had always shared a pillow with his family since childhood—a place that held many fond memories for him.

After a flurry of activity, Flamme stepped out of the wooden house and felt a sense of peace as she looked at A Yan had already prepared breakfast.

"Godmother, breakfast is ready. I think you didn't sleep well last night, so I made you some millet and red date porridge."

Li Yan placed a bowl of millet and red date porridge on the table. The porridge had a pale yellow color, thanks to the millet. Red date pieces were visible in the porridge, making the overall color even more appealing.

"It looks delicious!"

Flamme was slightly surprised; the future A Yan seemed exceptionally capable. With a touch of curiosity, she picked up a spoon and began to taste it.

The texture is smooth and creamy, the millet is cooked until soft and melts in your mouth, and the sweetness of the red dates is fully released, giving the porridge a subtle sweetness.

"Delicious!"

Flamme blinked, looking at Li Yan with some surprise. Not only was last night's dinner delicious, but even her favorite millet and red date porridge tasted so good.

"This porridge has nourishing, spleen-strengthening, stomach-nourishing, blood-tonifying, and complexion-improving effects, which is very beneficial to your health, Godmother."

Li Yan smiled as he looked at Flamme, who was thoroughly enjoying himself. He could recite Flamme's preferences with his eyes closed; he had been making millet and red date porridge for decades, and he had a firm grasp on Flamme's tastes.

Enjoying the delicious breakfast, Flamme squinted and asked, "A Yan, if you're not going back to the future, where do you plan to go?"