The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor
Chapter 1037 - 1034: Farewell
CHAPTER 1037: CHAPTER 1034: FAREWELL
Ye Xuan seemed to sense something, squinting into the distance, he said softly:
"If one day, you and I are on opposite sides, don’t hesitate, just give it your all."
The Northern Martial God looked complicated, whispering: "I hope all this remains a ’what if’."
"Have you actually remembered a lot of things?" Ye Xuan said slowly.
The Northern Martial God remained silent.
After a moment, Ye Xuan glanced sideways.
He saw the Northern Martial God already in tears, biting her red lips, speechless.
Ye Xuan withdrew his gaze, turned, and left.
It seems, no need to leave tomorrow.
I can leave now.
"Hmm?"
Ye Xuan stopped, looking at the Northern Martial God holding his right hand, said indifferently: "What do you mean?"
The Northern Martial God grasped Ye Xuan, with a stubborn look in her eyes, said: "Is there nothing you want to say to me?"
Ye Xuan’s expression was calm, speaking slowly, "I lied to you, you are actually my enemy."
The Northern Martial God shook her head: "Not that, that’s not what I want to hear..."
Ye Xuan pondered for a moment, looking at the heartbroken Northern Martial God, gently said: "As you wish."
The Northern Martial God finally smiled, with tear marks still on her face, she laughed: "That’s good, even if we become enemies in the future, I won’t kill you."
Ye Xuan smirked slightly, softly said: "Only if you could kill me in the first place."
The Northern Martial God released Ye Xuan, and fell off the Dao Chu Cliff, descending into the mist, she laughed naively: "I will become stronger."
In the blink of an eye, the Northern Martial God disappeared into the mist.
Because her memories were continuously awakening.
If she stayed with Ye Xuan for too long, she would uncontrollably want to kill, to kill Ye Xuan and the others.
But that wasn’t what the Northern Martial God wanted, so she chose to temporarily bury herself away.
Ye Xuan watched that scene, instinctively grasped with his right hand, only to grab a handful of air.
After a moment.
Ye Xuan stuck his hands in his pockets, turned and left.
From today onward, the story between Emperor Ye and the Northern Martial God should have come to an end.
However, the grievances between Ye Xuan and the Sovereign of Dao Chu Ancient Land would resurface.
After a while.
The Qiankun Ancestor, who was kicked away by the Northern Martial God, arrived at the edge of the cliff, looking at the direction where the Northern Martial God had just fallen, dazed.
On the cliff, a sudden gust of wind blew.
The Qiankun Ancestor was awakened by the wind, squinted slightly, and sighed: "Sister Bei Yao, Sister Martial God, Little Qiankun really hoped you could become the mistress..."
"But such matters are, after all, decided by the master."
"Goodbye then."
"Next time we meet, I hope you can go easier on me."
The Qiankun Ancestor turned and left.
In the depths of the clouds.
The Northern Martial God heard the words of the Qiankun Ancestor, and also saw Ye Xuan’s instinctive grasp before leaving.
The Northern Martial God slowly closed her eyes, with a smile on her lips.
This lady with a unique name has sealed herself.
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Ye Xuan found Zhou Youwei and Yao Yueqing, preparing to leave Dao Chu Cliff together.
When they heard this news, both were taken aback.
They thought they’d be staying at Dao Chu Cliff for a while, but didn’t expect to leave in just a day.
"I’ll go say goodbye to Sister Martial God." Zhou Youwei said.
"No need, she’s asleep." Ye Xuan shook his head slightly.
"Asleep?" Zhou Youwei looked at Ye Xuan strangely.
Ye Xuan opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, Zhou Youwei had already spoken: "Some things, you’ll understand in the future."
Ye Xuan looked at Zhou Youwei, paused for a moment, then chuckled unexpectedly: "Looks like you already know."
Zhou Youwei snorted lightly: "If not for Sister Martial God, I probably wouldn’t have known."
"What do you think?" Ye Xuan asked.
"You guess." Zhou Youwei smiled mischievously, like a little fox.
"Can’t guess." Ye Xuan shook his head.
"Tch." Zhou Youwei gave Ye Xuan a look, feigning annoyance: "You’re Emperor Ye, can’t you even guess?"
Ye Xuan shook his head again, softly said: "Don’t want to guess."
Zhou Youwei wrinkled her pretty nose, a hint of grievance in her beautiful eyes: "Then I’ll tell you in the future."
"What future?" Ye Xuan looked at Zhou Youwei.
Zhou Youwei snorted: "What other future could there be? Naturally, our future."
Ye Xuan grinned, pulling Zhou Youwei into an embrace, whispered in her ear: "I’ve also guessed some of your secrets."
Zhou Youwei’s face turned rosy, radiant, and she retorted: "What secrets do I have."
Ye Xuan chuckled: "Secrets."
This left Yao Yueqing nearby watching, her mouth twitching.
Do these two really not mind at all?
I’m still standing here, you know!
Am I really that invisible?
Unable to bear it, Yao Yueqing coughed heavily a couple of times, indicating she was still present.
"Let’s go." Ye Xuan glanced at Yao Yueqing, released Zhou Youwei, and said softly.
Then, the two of them left hand in hand.
Leaving Yao Yueqing in chaos in the wind.
What does that mean?!
"Damn Ye Xuan!"
Yao Yueqing gritted her teeth, waved her pink fist angrily.
As if the air before her was Ye Xuan, she gave it a good beating.
"If you can’t find your way out later, don’t blame me."
From ahead, Ye Xuan’s leisurely voice drifted back.
Yao Yueqing froze, hurried to catch up, shouting: "Wait for me!"
Outside Dao Chu Cliff, the Qiankun Ancestor had already been waiting for a long time.
Seeing Ye Xuan and the others arrive, the Qiankun Ancestor hurriedly approached, smiling broadly: "This old servant pays respects to the master and the lady of the house."
"Senior, you don’t have to..."
Zhou Youwei felt both honored and frightened.
It wasn’t her first time seeing the Qiankun Ancestor.
Back when at Qiankun Palace, she had witnessed the terrifying power of the Qiankun Ancestor.
In her eyes, the Qiankun Ancestor was a senior.
"That’s not right, hierarchy must not be disturbed!" The Qiankun Ancestor said seriously: "You are the master’s woman, the legitimate wife, Little Qiankun must call you the lady of the house!"
Zhou Youwei was filled with lines of black.
What is all this about!
"Enough boasting, let’s go." Ye Xuan glanced at the Qiankun Ancestor, said softly.
"This old servant obeys the master’s command." The Qiankun Ancestor said respectfully.
Ye Xuan walked a few steps, stopped, turned back to look at the Qiankun Ancestor, softly said: "There are some things, you and I have no control over, don’t you agree?"
The Qiankun Ancestor said somewhat sadly: "That’s true..."
Ye Xuan withdrew his gaze, expression calm, continued towards his steps, speaking slowly: "Once we leave the Primordial Land, let’s return to Qiankun Palace for a rest."
Zhou Youwei and Yao Yueqing were instantly a bit baffled.
What was going on?
They instinctively looked at the Qiankun Ancestor.
The Qiankun Ancestor’s sadness disappeared instantly, as if rejuvenated, he rushed to catch up with Ye Xuan, laughing: "Don’t, master, I’m quite well, don’t chase me back."
Ye Xuan’s lips curled slightly, jokingly scolded: "If you can’t handle even this much emotion, then I have truly misjudged you."