Overthrow the Cultivation Civilization

Chapter 319: The affair revived

"Unfortunately, Senior Sister has become accustomed to the feeling of living on the edge of a knife. That peaceful life is no longer suitable for me." There was a hint of regret and determination in Murong Xiaoxiao's words.

If someone else had said this, she would have 100% agreed, but the person who said this was Wang Qiye. She was very pleased that this boy, who she had watched grow up, could finally stand on his own.

But she could not hide from the rain under his wings no matter what; this was her last bit of stubbornness.

Wang Qiye nodded, knowing that his senior sister had made up her mind, so he said nothing more. He knew that everyone had their own choices, and his senior sister's choice was full of courage and persistence.

"The medicine is ready, come and drink it." A woman in white clothes and skirt walked into the room. Her voice was like a clear spring, bringing a sense of tranquility.

When she saw Murong Xiaoxiao's smiling face, she was surprised for a moment, and then she was delighted. "Sister, you finally smiled!" Her eyes were full of joy and relief, as if she saw the dawn of hope.

Duanmu Lan helped Murong Xiaoxiao up, her movements gentle and skillful. Wang Qiye let go of Murong Xiaoxiao's hand, stood up, and made room for the woman in white.

The girl in white clothes and white skirt with a ponytail nodded at him gratefully.

Wang Qiye simply nodded towards the woman in white clothes and skirt.

The two of them didn't say a word.

"Drink the medicine quickly." The woman in white clothes and skirt handed over the spoon, her voice gentle and concerned.

Murong Xiaoxiao nodded slightly, took the spoon, and slowly drank the bitter medicine.

Wang Qiye didn't know what to do for a moment, so he just stood under the eaves at the door in a daze. His eyes were a little confused, and his mind was full of thoughts. He looked at the sky in the distance, as if thinking about the meaning and direction of life.

The breeze gently brushed across his face, bringing a hint of coolness, allowing him to completely relax.

"Let's go back." Duanmu Lan stood beside him without knowing when. Her voice was gentle, but with a hint of urgency.

Wang Qiye withdrew his thoughts and nodded. He did not look back to say goodbye, but took a step forward and left.

They had originally planned to stay here for a night, to remove the scent Duanmu Lan had left on them before going back. However, plans could not keep up with changes, and they both felt a little anxious to go back and take a look.

Maybe, I don’t want to look at the person in white clothes and skirt again.

……

"Love on the Cloud Boat"

The cloud boat was speeding across the boundless sky, and the strong wind was whistling in the ears like raging waves, as if it was a passionate piece of music played by nature.

Wang Qiye stood quietly on the edge of the cloud boat, letting the strong wind blow his clothes and hair, and looking deeply at the endless skyline in the distance. His thoughts surged like a tide, and all kinds of recent events kept emerging in his mind.

Not long ago, he went to Qingfeng Cliff with Duanmu Lan to treat the injured Murong Xiaoxiao. On that journey, they experienced many twists and turns, which also gave him a deeper understanding of Duanmu Lan. Now, they set out on their return journey, but their hearts are full of complicated emotions.

Wang Qiye tilted his head slightly, his eyes fell on Duanmu Lan who was not far away. She stood there quietly, her green dress fluttering in the wind, like a fairy descending to the earth. Her eyes were firm and gentle, and her beautiful face was even more moving under the sunlight. An impulse surged in Wang Qiye's heart, and he wanted to walk over and hug her tightly.

Finally, he couldn't suppress his emotions anymore and walked towards Duanmu Lan. Every step seemed to carry a great force, and his heartbeat became faster as the distance got closer. When he walked to Duanmu Lan, he took her into his arms without hesitation.

At that moment, time seemed to stand still. Wang Qiye felt Duanmu Lan's warmth and softness, and his heart was filled with happiness and satisfaction. His mind was blank, and there was only this woman in front of him who made his heart beat. However, Duanmu Lan was slightly startled, and then dodged his kiss.

"Why, aren't you afraid of that tigress in your family?" Duanmu Lan's eyes were full of teasing, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, revealing a charming smile. Her voice was crisp and pleasant, like a clear spring flowing in the mountains, which made Wang Qiye's heart tremble.

Wang Qiye sniffed wildly at her collar intoxicatedly, and the elegant fragrance made him intoxicated. Now, he finally grasped Duanmu Lan's character. When there are benefits, you can do whatever you want to her; when there are no benefits, you'd better not mess with her, otherwise you will suffer the consequences. Holding her in his arms like this, Wang Qiye was already extremely satisfied.

"Anyway, it's already scented, she'll definitely be able to smell it, you're not afraid, so why should I be afraid?" Wang Qiye's voice was a little unruly, but his eyes were full of tenderness. He hugged Duanmu Lan tightly, as if he wanted to integrate her into his life.

Duanmu Lan raised her head slightly and looked at Wang Qiye's calm face, a complex emotion surged in her heart.

"I will never be afraid of her." Duanmu Lan gently lifted Wang Qiye's chin with one hand and made him look at her.

Wang Qiye saw her eyes, shining brightly like the brightest stars in the night sky. He sighed, his heart filled with helplessness and emotion. "Why is this necessary?"

"So, you were the first to make the move, Wang Qiye." Duanmu Lan let go of Wang Qiye's chin, put her arms around his neck, and the two of them hugged each other tightly.

Their bodies fit tightly together, as if they were about to merge into one. Wang Qiye felt Duanmu Lan's heartbeat and breathing, and his heart was filled with warmth and happiness.

At this moment, Wang Qiye didn't know if he could kiss her. His heart was filled with desire, but he couldn't bear to destroy the relationship they had finally repaired. He knew very well that if he couldn't even touch her hand because of his reckless behavior, he would want to die.

This is actually quite good. Wang Qiye thought silently in his heart. He hugged Duanmu Lan tightly, feeling her warmth and softness. They stood quietly on the cloud boat, letting the strong wind blow their bodies, as if time had stopped flowing.

Maybe it won’t be too late to kiss her secretly next time. Wang Qiye’s heart was full of anticipation and longing.

The cloud boat sped through the sky, carrying their thoughts and emotions, flying to an unknown distance. Wang Qiye and Duanmu Lan hugged each other tightly, as if they were the only two people in the world. Their hearts were filled with hope and longing for the future, and also filled with deep love for each other.

Wang Qiye gently closed his eyes, feeling Duanmu Lan's breath and warmth. His heart was filled with peace and happiness, as if all his troubles and worries disappeared without a trace at this moment. He knew that he had fallen deeply in love with this woman, and no matter what happened in the future, he was willing to face it with her.

Duanmu Lan also leaned quietly in Wang Qiye's arms, her heart also filled with complicated emotions.

The cloud boat continued to fly in the sky, and the sun shone on them, warm and bright. Wang Qiye and Duanmu Lan hugged each other tightly, enjoying this rare tranquility and happiness.

In this vast world, they may just be tiny existences, but at this moment, they just want to feel each other's warmth, which is eternal.

However, time is always short. When the two set foot on the land of Qingzhu Peak, the warmth and tenderness that they had just felt on the cloud boat seemed to be blown away by an invisible wind, and the adultery was reduced to its original state.

Duanmu Lan carefully adjusted her clothes, her movements were graceful and calm, as if every wrinkle needed to be smoothed out.

She raised her chin slightly, and her eyes regained their former coldness and arrogance. Then she took a step, as if she didn't know Wang Qiye, and walked towards the mountain. Her steps were light and firm, and each step was full of determination, as if telling Wang Qiye that she had become the independent and proud woman again.

Wang Qiye looked at Duanmu Lan's departing back, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. His eyes followed her closely, full of nostalgia and reluctance. After taking a look at this enchanting woman, his heart still couldn't calm down for a long time.

In just one day, the two of them had become so close. It was fate. He recalled every moment on the cloud boat, the warm embrace, the affectionate gaze, everything seemed to be still before his eyes.

He was still anxious in the morning, but in the evening he already had a beauty in his arms. This time, Duanmu Lan had seen everything he should have seen and enjoyed everything he should have enjoyed. His life was perfect, what more could he ask for?

But at this moment, Wang Qiye no longer had that proud feeling, but was replaced by deep worry. "It's hard to explain when I go home!"

He knew that a storm was waiting for him. Lei Siyu's angry eyes appeared in his mind, and his heart trembled. How should he face her? How should he explain all this?

Wang Qiye took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Then he set off, caught up with the quiet woman, and walked side by side with her.

When he got home, everything was quiet, without a sound. Wang Qiye stood at the door, feeling anxious. He had a feeling that this was the quiet before the storm, and the depressing atmosphere made his breathing heavy.

He walked into the house slowly, every step seemed to be on the edge of a knife.

Just then, the quiet woman in front turned around and smiled at him.

His heart was indeed trembling with fear.

The woman's eyes seemed to contain endless meaning, which Wang Qiye could not figure out. He stood there blankly, not knowing how to respond.

Wang Qiye didn't come back to his senses until she disappeared behind a stone door. He then realized that his back was already wet with cold sweat.

He shook his head and smiled gently. The familiar Duanmu Lan was back again.

Only this time, this beautiful poppy flower is even more deadly.

He walked slowly and disappeared into a stone gate.