Yang Qi felt a twinge of pity seeing Tang Ruo's frail and vulnerable appearance. However, thinking of his tragically deceased second uncle, he hardened his heart and stayed in the villa with Old Yang.
Half a month later, Qingxin Temple received a thank - you call from Old Yang.
Since the curse had been lifted, the lives of the Yang family members gradually returned to normal.
But when mentioning Yang Qi, Old Yang's tone was filled with disappointment and coldness.
It turned out that Tang Ruo hadn't given up yet. She went to the Yang family several times, begging to reconcile with Yang Qi. At first, Yang Qi could firmly refuse, but after Tang Ruo cried a few times, he softened his heart and actually got back together with her!
Old Yang was completely heart - broken by his son Yang Qi. In a cold tone, he said, "Good advice can't persuade a doomed fool. He insists on being with that bad woman. No one can stop him. I won't care anymore. I'll just pretend I never had this son!"
Everyone in Qingxin Temple didn't expect Yang Qi to be so stubborn. A Taoist priest could save people persecuted by evil spirits, but couldn't save a love - struck person who was set in their ways.
Ming Ming was extremely confused about Yang Qi's actions. "Do people all become strange after falling in love?"
Yu Nian subconsciously glanced at Feng Chengyuan beside her.
Perhaps because both of them had calm personalities and were very busy, they didn't stick together every day after they started dating.
However, after they confirmed their relationship, Feng Chengyuan became more affectionate towards her. Every time they met, he always liked to hug her, with his eyes full of intense and straightforward love...
As night fell deeply, everyone in Qingxin Temple was sound asleep.
Yu Nian was lying on her back. Her breathing was even, but her eyebrows were wrinkling more and more tightly.
She rarely dreamed since she was reborn through body - possession. But this time, she recalled her past life.
Qingxin Temple, Cuiwei Mountain.
The bearded and white - haired real person was smiling as he looked at the group of students and explained, "This mountain is full of green pines. The greenery stretches far, and it's rich in spiritual energy, making it easy for cultivation. That's why it's named Cuiwei."
Xuan De already knew what the real person said by heart. She simply ignored him and carefully rolled up a piece of yellow paper and placed it in the puppet's chest, then slowly infused spiritual power.
She was thirteen years old this year and had a strong interest in things like puppets and spirits that could be created by Taoist priests.
Xuan De was talented and diligent, so she always did well in what she wanted to do.
In an instant, a palm - sized figure stood on the table and smilingly turned the pages of the book for her. Just then, a gentle breeze blew in through the side window, and flower petals fell all over her.
Suddenly, the scene in front of her changed. The classroom and the real person all disappeared.
Dark clouds were rolling like waves. The golden - red sky was so dim that it seemed to be on the verge of falling. Rivers of blood meandered around the entire mountain peak, and the scenery was in a complete mess.
Half - awake and half - asleep, Yu Nian recalled that this seemed to be the scene on the day of her death.
At this moment, a man wrapped in ragged black cloth staggered into Yu Nian's field of vision. His steps were slow, and his every move was stiff and strange.
He seemed to be looking for something, but in the end, he couldn't find it.
The man fell to the ground, letting the blood soak his clothes. The sharp black mist, like a fierce dragon, tightly coiled around him.
Yu Nian's heart skipped a beat. She used her divine sense to activate a spell, trying to see the man's face clearly.
The abundant spiritual energy allowed her to easily disperse the black mist. But just as the man's face was about to become clear, the man in the dream suddenly showed a strange and eerie smile.
Yu Nian was slightly stunned and woke up from the dream with a start.
Outside the house, thunder and rain were roaring. It was pitch - black all around, and she couldn't see anything.
Just then, a pair of warm big hands stroked Yu Nian's forehead hair. Feng Chengyuan's voice came from the darkness, deep and soothing. "What's wrong, baby? Did you have a nightmare?"
The bedside lamp was turned on. Yu Nian met a pair of gentle peach - blossom eyes. For some reason, the fierce aura around her suddenly stagnated, and her mind gradually calmed down.
Yu Nian stared at Feng Chengyuan with her bright, grape - like black eyes for a while, then slowly nodded. "I dreamed about some old things."
Feng Chengyuan sat on the edge of the bed, carefully took Yu Nian's hand, and gently kissed the back of it.
"Don't be afraid. I'm here with you."
Seeing that Feng Chengyuan was still neatly dressed in a shirt, Yu Nian reached out and stroked his cheek. "Why aren't you asleep yet?"
Perhaps because she had just woken up, Yu Nian's voice had a hint of alluring softness.
Feng Chengyuan smiled softly and tucked the quilt in for Yu Nian. "I just finished dealing with some things at the company. When I passed by your room, I heard you talking in your sleep. I was worried that you were having a nightmare, so I came to check on you."
Yu Nian nodded. Sleepiness came over her again. Seeing Feng Chengyuan sitting on the edge of the bed in light clothes, she casually patted the quilt beside her.
"The floor is cold. Come up and sleep with me."
Feng Chengyuan was slightly stunned. He struggled for a while before whispering, "You go to sleep. I'll watch over you."
With his sweetheart lying beside him, it was hard for Feng Chengyuan to fall asleep peacefully.
"Okay then. Don't catch a cold." Yu Nian turned over and went back to sleep.
Seeing that Yu Nian didn't try to keep him at all, Feng Chengyuan was both angry and amused.
After a while, there was a soft rustling sound behind Yu Nian. Feng Chengyuan still climbed onto the bed.
He carefully slowed down his movements, lay on his side on Yu Nian's pillow, and the soft fragrance lingered around his nose.
Feng Chengyuan's Adam's apple twitched slightly. He tentatively reached out and placed his hand on Yu Nian's soft waist, gently pulling her into his arms little by little.
Even when asleep, Yu Nian's perception of the surroundings was still several times more sensitive than ordinary people.
Facing Feng Chengyuan's inconsistent actions, she just curled her lips, then turned over, buried her face in Feng Chengyuan's chest, and lightly pinched his lean waist. "Go to sleep quickly."
Yu Nian felt Feng Chengyuan's breathing become heavier for a moment, and then he laughed softly. His chest vibrated continuously as he held her.
"Go to sleep, Nian Nian." Feng Chengyuan gently patted Yu Nian's arm, coaxing her like a child.
Yu Nian's fluffy hair constantly brushed against Feng Chengyuan's cheek with her gradually even breathing. She was sleeping very peacefully.
Feng Chengyuan looked down at Yu Nian's sleeping face for a long time but always felt that it wasn't enough.
He lowered his head and placed a gentle kiss on Yu Nian's cheek. His heart was gradually filled with love.
The next day, Yu Nian was woken up by the noisy shouts outside the window. As soon as she opened her eyes, Feng Chengyuan was propping his head up with one hand, looking at her gently. It seemed he had been looking at her for a long time.
Seeing Yu Nian wake up, Feng Chengyuan leaned over and pecked her rosy lips. "Good morning, Nian Nian."
Facing this handsome face, Yu Nian suddenly felt a bit embarrassed. She reached out to cover Feng Chengyuan's eyes, but he gently pulled her and she fell into his arms again.
"......Good morning. What's that noise outside?"
Those two people were making such a racket. At first listen, it sounded like they were arguing.
Feng Chengyuan raised his eyebrows. "It's not important. It's Xue Yier and Qi Rongsheng."
Yu Nian slightly raised her eyebrows. "Xue Yier and the people from Fengming Mountain have always been on bad terms. How did they get together?"