Night fell. The moon shone bright and few stars dotted the sky. Inside the Small Wooden House where Xiao Xie and Bai Qian lived on Eastern Wasteland Junji Mountain.
The Small Wooden House was filled with celebration. Red cloth hung everywhere, and the flames of two large red candles danced merrily.
"Wife, once we finish this cup of cross-cupped wine, we should turn in early."
Looking at Bai Qian, who wore a red wedding dress and appeared especially captivating in the candlelight, Xiao Xie raised his wine cup with a smile.
"Mm."
Bai Qian also realized what was about to happen. A blush spread across her lovely face as she nodded shyly.
Flowers bloomed and withered, spring passed into autumn. In the blink of an eye, three more years had passed since Xiao Xie and Bai Qian married. Over those three years, their feelings steadily deepened. They were inseparable, as close as glue and lacquer.
Distance tests a horse's strength; time reveals a person's heart. Over the past three years, through Xiao Xie's tireless cultivation, Bai Qian had been conquered by him. With that, Xiao Xie could begin the next stage of his plan.
After night fell, Xiao Xie turned to look at the sleeping Bai Qian. He reached out and lightly tapped her brow, dispelling the sealing power within her body.
As her memories returned, Bai Qian frowned in her sleep, and her body began trembling uncontrollably. Seeing this, Xiao Xie put on the appearance of having just been startled awake by her and called out, "Qian Qian, Qian Qian, are you all right?"
Bai Qian's beautiful eyes suddenly flew open, a cold glint flashing through them. But when she saw Xiao Xie's anxious expression, that glint swiftly faded. Her gaze toward him held both tenderness and a