A Change in Ying Luan's State of Mind!

The deep night slowly faded, the scattered starlight gradually dimmed, and the interstellar route welcomed the hazy light of dawn.

Throughout this long night, no one slept.

Lu Yuan had not closed his eyes, Gu Li had not rested, and even Ying Luan, who had always kept a disciplined routine and possessed an unwavering Dao heart, spent the entire night completely sleepless.

In the spacecraft's two adjoining cabins, two utterly different states of mind rose and fell through the tranquil night.

First, Lu Yuan's private cabin.

The soft bedding lay in disarray. Morning light streamed through the floor-to-ceiling observation window, scattering across the bed and gently spreading warmth throughout the room.

Gu Li nestled quietly in Lu Yuan's arms, her loose hair resting against her fair neck. Her brows and eyes were relaxed and gentle, and an air of lazy obedience lingered about her.

Lowering her eyes to the faint crimson mark amid the bedding, a sweet, tender smile rippled through her clear eyes. Her lips curved softly into a gentle arc.

A faint smile hung at the corners of her lips, her eyes curved, tender and lingering.

At this moment, she understood with absolute clarity.

From this day onward, her body, her heart, and the rest of her life—whole and entire, utterly and completely—belonged to the young man before her, the one who had accompanied her, redeemed her, and protected her.

Hundreds of years of lonely drifting, her soul scattered and torn apart, tossed about by fate—all that suffering found its resting place at this moment.

Gu Li lowered her eyes slightly, her thoughts gently tracing back through the years gone by.

At times, she would quietly imagine that if Lilith had not stabbed her in the back so viciously, if there had been no long-planned rebellion and ambush,