The sky gradually darkened. Mo Xie and Qin Yuer had spent the afternoon wrapped up in each other, and it was time to make dinner.
Mo Xie found plenty of ingredients in the Cave Grotto, enough for a lavish meal. There was even a gas stove powered by a Fire Element magic crystal, so there was no need to worry about ventilation.
While Mo Xie cooked, Mu Ningxue wanted to ask him a few things, but she did not know how to begin.
Noticing this, Qin Yuer drew her into the bedroom and said teasingly,
"Ning Xue, do you want to talk to Little Evil?"
Mu Ningxue trembled. She avoided Qin Yuer's gaze and nodded lightly.
Qin Yuer smiled faintly. Resting her hands on Mu Ningxue's shoulders, she sighed and said slowly,
"Ning Xue, you've told me your story with him, and I understand how you feel. But I've told you our story too. I waited almost ten years for Little Evil. Of course I want to spend every moment with him."
"Sister Yuer, I know. What you two share really moves me."
When Mu Ningxue learned that Qin Yuer had waited a full ten years for Mo Xie, sorrow had welled up inside her. At least she had been able to see him a few times a year while she was in the Imperial Capital.
Yet Qin Yuer had waited ten years for Mo Xie because of a rather childish promise. Mu Ningxue did not know how Qin Yuer had crossed over back then, but she sympathized with her all the same.
Qin Yuer stroked Mu Ningxue's head. Lowering her eyes, she said gently,
"After spending these past few days together, I think we're alike in some ways—in our talent for magic, our looks, and our personalities. I truly