Although the Female Emperor was not wearing a mask, an aura of chaos wreathed her face, preventing Shi Hao and the female immortal from seeing her features clearly.
Jun Moxiao, however, saw her perfectly clearly. Hers was truly a peerless beauty, a flawless face without the slightest blemish, with a transcendent bearing and incomparable sanctity.
Yet tears covered her face. She came before Jun Moxiao, reached out with her delicate hands, and cupped his incomparably handsome face, staring unblinkingly as though she wanted to engrave his features firmly in her heart.
Utterly bewildered, Jun Moxiao asked, "Female Emperor, why are you crying?"
The Female Emperor waved a hand and created a barrier that blocked Shi Hao and the female immortal's view. Then she threw herself into Jun Moxiao's arms, sobbing softly. "Xiaoxiao, do you know how many tens of thousands of years I've searched for you? How many worlds I've searched? I knew you must still be alive. I've missed you so much!"
Jun Moxiao was completely baffled. "I only saw you setting paper boats afloat at the Kun Peng Sea. Before that, I'd never seen you. How could you know me?"
Jun Moxiao waved his hand, recreating the scene he had witnessed back then, along with the Female Emperor's projection from the white paper boat.
The Female Emperor gathered her thoughts and explained to Jun Moxiao, "That should have been me from a later point in spacetime. This is the first point in spacetime where I've met you since you disappeared."
Jun Moxiao asked in confusion, "So I met you before? Why did I disappear, then? What exactly happened?"
The Female Emperor realized that this little fellow was not even twenty yet. He had not met her childhood self and knew nothing of those events, and his Beautiful Master