Sunlight slanted through the doorway into the great hall. Xu Jiujiu looked at the figure bathed in its glow, and hot tears flooded her eyes.
Through her tearful eyes, that figure rimmed in gold by the sunlight was so blurred-so blurred that she had to recall him countless times in her heart every night to keep his appearance from fading.
At that moment, Xu Jiujiu even doubted her own eyes. Disregarding appearances, she wiped her tears away with her sleeve. Only after confirming that the figure had truly appeared before her did a sweet yet aggrieved smile spread across her face.
"Why did you... take so long to come back...?"
At that moment, she was no longer the imposing, indifferent Female Emperor. She was only a young woman reunited with the person she loved.
Ye Qing said little. He slowly walked over to her and drew her into his arms.
"Sorry I came back so late."
Xu Jiujiu needed no explanation, nor did she want to hear any grand reasoning. All she needed was a hug and a greeting.
There was no scene of tears soaking his clothes. Though it rather spoiled the mood to say so, the black robe Ye Qing wore was, frankly, still something he had transformed his Divine Armor into. Even if Xu Jiujiu cried her eyes dry, she could not have soaked it.
Still, Ye Qing held Xu Jiujiu for a long time, listening as she spoke of how she had missed him and quietly told him about everything that had happened on the Douluo Continent over the past decade and more.
Once Xu Jiujiu finished, Ye Qing naturally confessed some of what he had done before, along with some of his future arrangements. He concealed nothing about his purpose in killing Tang San and