Su Mo sat cross-legged in the palace, quietly striving to recover from his injuries.
As time passed, the injuries within his body gradually improved.
Knock! Knock! Knock!
After an unknown number of hours had passed, hurried knocking sounded from outside the palace.
Su Mo opened his eyes and swept out with his spiritual perception, discovering that Xi'er and the Thirteenth Elder had arrived.
He immediately rose to his feet and went to open the palace doors.
Before the palace stood Xi'er in red, graceful and slender. Her beautiful eyes were clear and bright, her willow-leaf brows curved, her lashes long, her flawless face fair, and her dark hair smooth as water.
Their eyes met, and they stared fixedly at each other, as though there was nothing else in heaven and earth but the other.
After a moment, Xi'er stepped forward and threw herself into Su Mo's arms.
"Brother Su Mo, you scared me to death! I thought you had died!" Xi'er clung tightly to Su Mo, her voice choked with sobs as her delicate body trembled slightly.
"Silly girl, I had only just seen you again. How could I die?" Su Mo chuckled, wrapping his arms tightly around her slender waist as well.
After that, neither of them spoke. They simply held each other quietly, feeling each other's warmth, breathing in each other's scent, and savoring every little memory of the past.
Time seemed to stand still, the scene seemed eternal, and their hearts gradually calmed as well.
Cough! Cough!
After an unknown amount of time, deep coughing suddenly rang out. The Thirteenth Elder, standing nearby, could no longer bear to watch and spoke up to remind them.
In an instant, as if shocked by lightning, Xi'er immediately left Su Mo's embrace. Her entire face flushed red, and she did