The Evil Consort Above An Evil King

Looking at the figure which had rolled into a lump from afar, he was desperate to go towards her. However, all he could do was to suppress that desire and stare at her as she went from sobbing to weeping like a child.

Throughout the time she was crying, he had been watching her. After she left, he still stood there while looking at the bracelet on his wrist.

Time passed, and he finally moved. He gradually let go of the sleeves which he had been squeezing.

…

Gu Xijiu did not leave the Blue Hill Continent. She found herself a small shelter and slept there. It was supposed to be an embodiment of solitude. However, for many years now, not a single person had visited the place. Hence, she was able to sleep without any disturbance.

Surprisingly, there was a frigid shell-like bed in there. It was without a blanket but instead was covered with a layer of dust. Now was not the time to care about any of these luxuries. Hence, Gu Xijiu slept on top of it without hesitation.

The temperature was rather low at around three to four degrees, but her instincts were still active. As she felt cold, she again, rolled herself up and hugged herself tightly. Her head was heavy from the disastrous day, and she did not sleep well. In her subconscious state, she heard a sigh. That sound was as illusory as a dream, bringing along with it a sense of incurable wistfulness.

Her aching wrist was rather cold now. The cold had gradually spread out around the other parts of her body. Suddenly, she felt a wave of spiritual power entering her body. Her blood was initially not flowing very well, and she could feel the excruciating pain in the tendons of her body. However, that spiritual power was able to ease all the discomfort and pain, so much so that she was no longer feeling cold

In a state of blurriness, she was embraced. It was a warm embrace, one which a mother would give to her child. Sometime later, Gu Xijiu woke up and realized that she was still in a small hall, and she had a blanket over herself. Sunlight had now cascaded through the window.

It was another brand new day, a new morning.

She looked at the daylight in earnest. Then, her gaze fell onto the blanket over her, and she blinked. Who had put the blanket over her?

Recalling the vague memory that she had, she became still. Was it him who had come? Or was she dreaming?

She looked at her wrist and the bracelet that she had tried to yank off. It was no longer swollen, and her skin had returned to its normal fair state.

A creak came from the outside. The door was pushed open, and Lan Yaoguang entered. “Sister, you are awake! You have slept for two days!”

Gu Xijiu was shocked! She looked at the blanket over her and asked, “Did you put this blanket over me?”

Lan Yaoguang sighed. “I was afraid that you would freeze. I did not want to wake you up, so I brought in a blanket for you…” He looked at her eyes, and asked warily, “Sister, are you alright?”

Gu Xijiu responded, “How can you be so sure that I am your sister?” Gu Xijiu asked with a hoarse voice.

“I cannot be wrong! You have my sister’s aura. In fact, you recognized us when you had initially woken up. However, there was an accident, and you forgot about us again.”

Gu Xijiu looked down as if thinking about something. A fierce and cold aura emanated from her.