novelraw Chapter 542 - 481: A World for Two
Chapter 542 - 481: A World for Two
Qingqiu, the Divine Venerable Mansion.
Yan harvested a batch of mature herbs, clearing out a large patch of the garden. He considered digging a small pit in the empty space to plant a cutting of the Parasol Divine Wood he had specially brought back from the Divine Realm. After fetching some Divine River Water to nourish it, he wondered if it could even grow in the Lower World.
Little Jin and Little Song were very fond of the Parasol Divine Wood. Qingqiu was a spiritually blessed land. ’If I can get it to grow here,’ Yan thought, ’I could try transplanting it back to the Phoenix Palace. Those two little ones would be overjoyed.’
"Dad, I’ll help you dig the pit!" Nuonuo eagerly came over to help. He stuck his little bottom in the air, his two front paws digging furiously at the ground. Soon, he had excavated a deep, large pit, his paws completely caked with red mud.
Very pleased with the hole he had dug, he dove in with a WHOOSH! and rolled around and around in the dirt.
In an instant, the little white fox had turned into a filthy dirt fox.
Yan’s brow twitched as he watched his dirty son. He walked over and reached for him. "Get out of there right now. Go wash yourself in the river, or you’re not sleeping on the bed tonight."
"Hehe, I don’t wanna! Awooo! I’m sleepy. I’m going to go take a nap on Daddy’s big bed right now!"
The little fox slipped out from under his father’s demonic clutches and darted toward the house, running straight into a soft, fragrant embrace. A woman’s gentle, smiling voice came from above his head. "Oh? Now look who we have here. Whose little fox is this? How did you get so filthy?"
"Mommy! You’re back! Mommy, hugs!" Nuonuo snuggled deeper into Sang Luo’s arms.
Sang Luo chuckled and cast a Cleaning Technique on her son. The dusty little fox instantly transformed back into an adorable, snow-white furball. His watery, round fox eyes—black with a hint of misty cyan—were so cute they could melt anyone’s heart.
She planted a big kiss on the little white fox’s fluffy cheek, overcome with a bout of cute aggression!
"How did Mommy get so lucky to have given birth to such an adorable little sticky rice ball!"
Little Nuonuo replied in his high, squeaky voice, "It’s Little Nuonuo and Daddy who are lucky to have such a beautiful Mommy! I love Mommy so much too!"
"Good boy, you’re such a sweet talker. Much better than your father." Sang Luo smiled and squeezed his fluffy, snow-white paw pads. They felt incredible to the touch. "How long was Mommy gone this time?"
"A month!" Nuonuo seized the opportunity to make a demand. "Mommy promised to sleep with me, but you ran off without keeping your promise! You have to make it up to me now that you’re back!"
"Alright, alright, I’ll make it up to you. I’ll stay in Qingqiu for a few more months to spend time with you and your father."
Yan, who had just walked over, heard this and gave his son a look of immense satisfaction. ’Not bad,’ he thought. ’Raising this son wasn’t a waste after all. He even knows how to win favor for his old man.’
"Luo’er," Yan called softly, a faint, bewitching smile on his incomparably handsome face.
Sang Luo walked over, still holding their son, and stood on her toes to give him a smacking kiss on the cheek. "Our son didn’t give you too much trouble this past month, did he?"
"No."
"About Ice-breaking City..."
Yan met her gaze, which held a trace of hope. He naturally understood what she wanted to ask and shook his head. "Unfortunately, no new memories have appeared in my mind. He didn’t come back."
"..." Although she had expected this outcome, Sang Luo couldn’t help but feel a wave of disappointment. "Sigh... where did it all go wrong?"
’Could it be that the real cause of Lan Cang’s death wasn’t the tainted Crystal Core?’
Yan took their son and set him on the ground to play before pulling Sang Luo into his embrace. Resting his chin on the top of her head, he said softly, "Luo’er, I won’t stop you from wanting to travel back through time to save someone. Whatever the outcome, it was your decision, and I won’t interfere. If it weren’t for your persistent love, I wouldn’t be standing here today, nor would we have such an adorable child as Nuonuo."
"But sometimes, the point of a constant search isn’t rescue... but learning to accept that someone is gone."
Sang Luo was silent for a long time.
Yan didn’t speak either, quietly staying with her, waiting for her to come to terms with it on her own.
Sang Luo finally resigned herself to it. "Some things really can’t be changed. There’s no point in continuing this search. Little Stone was right—wallowing in the sorrows of the past is useless. I should have moved on from this long ago..."
"If Lan Cang knew you’ve been so depressed and heartbroken over him all these years, he would only feel worse than you do," Yan said softly. "He’s the one who would want you to let go the most."
’Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so cruel as to not even leave her a proper farewell letter.’
’She had wondered why he could be so heartless, but she also understood. He didn’t want to leave her with anything to cling to.’
"...Don’t let the child see."
Sang Luo buried her face in Yan’s chest, hiding it from view.
Yan’s body trembled slightly. A look of tender love filled his gentle, narrow, ink-black eyes. His long, slender fingers gently combed through her hair as he pressed her more firmly into his embrace, giving her a safe place to release her emotions.
An hour later, Sang Luo let go of Yan, her eyes still a little red and wet.
He gently wiped the tear tracks from her face with a handkerchief, knowing that this time, she had truly let go.
"When the timeline changes, do you still keep your memories?" Sang Luo asked curiously, having composed herself.
Yan nodded. "I possess the Destiny Law. Just like the Angel Saint Monarch’s Time Law, it’s unaffected by changes in the timeline. A new set of memories simply appears in my mind to replace the old ones. Those whose Cultivation has reached the Divine Venerable Realm or higher are also unaffected."
’I see,’ Sang Luo thought. ’The laws I inherited from my Beast Husbands and children aren’t complete. It seems I’ll have to reach the Divine Venerable Realm as quickly as possible.’
"I have to focus on my Cultivation from now on!" Sang Luo vowed, clenching her fist.
Yan was very encouraging. "Mm, it’s rare to see Luo’er so motivated. In that case, you should stay here in Qingqiu. I specifically chose a mountain with a Divine-grade Spiritual Vein to build this manor on. The Spiritual Energy is abundant, making it the perfect place for Cultivation."
Sang Luo burst out laughing. "Wouldn’t this be considered using your position for personal gain?"
His fox-like eyes were deep and full of affection. "Then is Luo’er willing to indulge me?"
Gazing at Yan’s inhumanly beautiful face, Sang Luo couldn’t help but blush, her heart rate quickening. Just as the atmosphere between them was building, a mournful wail rang out. "Mommy is mine, you stinky Daddy! You’re not allowed to fight with me for Mommy anymore!"
A vein pulsed on Yan’s forehead again. He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the urge to throw the little brat out. ’He’s my own son, he’s my own son,’ he chanted internally. He then put on his gentle, smiling expression again, though the smile was tinged with a murderous aura.
"Didn’t I tell you to go play with Hu Zi and the others? Why are you back so soon?"
Nuonuo, being rather dense, didn’t notice his father’s murderous intent at all. He trotted over elegantly, his nine fluffy tails wagging. "Hu Zi and the others are at home doing their homework. They don’t have time to play with me, so I came back!"
"Then go to the Phoenix Palace and play with your big brothers and sisters."
Sang Luo was speechless. ’One after another, why do they all love dumping their kids on Fei Yuan?’
Little Nuonuo immediately sensed his father’s scheme. He anxiously leaped into his mother’s arms and declared his sovereignty. "Anyway, Mommy said she’d sleep with me, so you go away, Daddy! There’s no room for you!"
"Yes, I promised Nuonuo I’d sleep with him. I’ll go with our son tonight."
Yan looked aggrieved. "Luo’er."
Sang Luo said, "I can’t be a mother who breaks her promises!"
He changed his tone. "Your Highness..."
’That pitiful, wronged tone, with that seductive lilt at the end of his words... it’s exactly the same as back then! It makes my heart tremble and my bones go weak!’
’I really... can’t take it!’
’If the child weren’t here, she would have long since pounced on this beauty, pinned him to the bed, and had her way with him.’
’Unfortunately, the little one in her arms...’ "WAAAH! WAAAAH! Mommy is mine! Mommy is mine! I don’t want Daddy!"
"Alright, alright. Mommy will sleep with you tonight. We don’t want Daddy. Let him go sleep in the side room by himself."
Only then was Nuonuo happy.
Sang Luo secretly gave Yan a meaningful look. He understood immediately, a smug smile gracing his lips.
’Once the child was asleep tonight, it would be just the two of them.’
’She would go find him.’