200: Chapter 200 Has this bastard taken the wrong medicine?

No.

That was his child, his Bloodline.

Although he, Ye Changge, was no saint, he couldn't bring himself to let a woman carrying his own flesh and blood wander destitute and homeless.

But with her temper... if he didn't bring her home, he wouldn't know how to handle the situation.

Bringing her back was problematic, but not bringing her back was also an issue.

It was truly a dilemma.

Ye Changge sighed deeply in his heart.

On the other side of the Grand Array.

Nangong Zili sat cross-legged, her eyes closed as she regulated her breathing.

Clad in purple robes as radiant as the sunset, her sleeves spread out around her like a blooming violet.

Her delicate, jade-like feet were exposed beneath the hem of her robes, her ankles slender and fair. Droplets of water from the spiritual spring still clung to her toes,

crystal clear and making her feet appear even more lustrous, like polished jade.

She was already exceptionally beautiful.

Her phoenix eyes held an air of authority, her nose was elegantly shaped, her vermilion lips were naturally red without makeup, and her skin was as white and smooth as lard. Though her aura was currently weak, she possessed the delicate charm of a sickly beauty.

She was focusing her mind with closed eyes, trying to sense the faint, almost non-existent spiritual power within her body.

However, no matter how hard she tried, her Dantian remained empty; that damned Restriction didn't budge an inch.

Nangong Zili felt a surge of irritation and was about to give up when suddenly—

She keenly sensed something.

A gaze.

Neither too far nor too close, it came from the other side of the Grand Array.

The gaze was not sharp; it could even be considered gentle,

yet it carried an indescribable meaning.

Nangong Zili frowned slightly.

She didn't want to pay it any mind.

Over the past few days, Ye Changge would glance her way from time to time, and she had grown used to it.

But today, for some reason, that gaze seemed exceptionally... lingering?

She bit her lip, her heart growing more agitated.

However, the more she told herself not to care,

the clearer that gaze became, as if it could pierce through her clothes and see into the depths of her heart.

Nangong Zili finally couldn't take it anymore.

She abruptly opened her phoenix eyes—

and met Ye Changge's gaze directly.

In that instant, she was slightly stunned.

That look... why was it...

Gentle.

Yes, gentle.

Incredibly gentle.

Those deep eyes gazed at her quietly across the Grand Array, from dozens of feet away.

It wasn't an appraisal, nor an inspection, and certainly not the smugness or mockery she had expected.

It was something... she couldn't quite describe.

Like he was looking at his own woman.

Nangong Zili's heart trembled for no reason.

Then, an indescribable feeling surged into her heart.

Her cheeks actually felt a bit hot, and her heart skipped a beat.

She immediately turned her face away and spun her body around, leaving Ye Changge with only a resolute view of her back.

What was going on?

Why do I feel like this scumbag is becoming more pleasing to the eye?

No—wait, why would I think that?!

With her back to Ye Changge, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly as she cursed herself for perhaps going a bit crazy.

Who was she, Nangong Zili?

She was the Spider Gu Envoy of the Five Gu Sect, a Core Formation True Person, a figure who struck fear into hearts even within the Demonic Path. What kind of man hadn't she seen? What kind of schemes hadn't she experienced?

Those stinking men either lusted after her beauty, coveted her cultivation, or hungered for the Five Gu Sect's Secret Arts; not a single one of them was any good.

But this Ye Changge...

Scenes from the past few days involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

...

Thinking of this, Nangong Zili's irritation grew even stronger.

She shook her head vigorously, tossing aside those messy thoughts.

Nangong Zili swore in her heart that once she regained her strength—

Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly; remembering the turmoil of these past few days, a surge of anger rose within her.

She would repay him a hundredfold for everything he had done!

Xiao Caiyue, in Ye Changge's arms, noticed his distraction.

She looked up slightly, her gaze following his line of sight.

On the other side of the Grand Array, Nangong Zili stood with her back turned, her purple robes like the sunset, her silhouette resolute.

Xiao Caiyue withdrew her gaze and looked at Ye Changge's profile.

He was thinking about something, his brow slightly furrowed and his expression complicated.

She spoke softly:

"Husband, what are you thinking about?"

Ye Changge snapped back to his senses and looked down into those gentle, concerned eyes, feeling a slight warmth in his heart. He smiled softly, pulled her closer into his arms, and said in a mild voice:

"I'm feeling a bit homesick."

Xiao Caiyue leaned against his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat. She didn't speak, but simply held his hand a little tighter.

Ye Changge paused, his gaze passing over her to land on the sky outside the Immortal Cave's window, which was shrouded by the Grand Array. His voice carried a hint of sentiment:

"Counting the days, it's been nearly a year since I left."

One year.

Xiao Caiyue did a quick mental calculation; it was indeed so.

From their meeting at the Auction to signing the Spiritual Contract and treating the Dragon Yang Body, to the unrest in the Immortal City,

and then the capture of Nangong Zili... event after event, though they seemed compact, nearly a year had passed.

"Although Shiyin is looking after things at home and I left many backup plans,"

Ye Changge said in a low voice, a trace of concern appearing in his eyes,

"there are still things I can't help but worry about."

He thought of Lu Shiyin's gentle and elegant appearance, and those eyes of hers that were always filled with smiles.

The next morning.

Inside the Immortal Cave, the morning light filtered through the Formation's light screen, casting dappled shadows across the floor.

Ye Changge rose early, placed a kiss on Xiao Caiyue's forehead, gave a few soft instructions, and then walked toward the other side of the Grand Array.

Xiao Caiyue leaned against the couch, watching his departing figure, a hint of complexity flashing in her gentle eyes.

She naturally knew what her husband was going to do.

Lately, he had been going every day to heal that female cultivator of the Demonic Path.

At first, she couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy, after all, he was her husband, going to be close to another woman—

but Xiao Caiyue was not a jealous person.

She knew her husband's character and knew he always acted with propriety.

On the other side of the Grand Array.

Nangong Zili had long since awakened and was sitting cross-legged on the stone couch, her eyes closed as she regulated her breathing.

Hearing the footsteps, she didn't even lift an eyelid.

She had grown used to it over these past few days.

Every morning, that scumbag would appear here on time, claiming to be "healing" her, but in reality—

Thinking of everything that had happened recently, Nangong Zili's cheeks couldn't help but feel a bit hot.

She bit her lip and suppressed those messy thoughts.

The footsteps stopped in front of her.

"Miss Nangong, how are you feeling today?"

That voice was incredibly gentle.

Nangong Zili was slightly taken aback.

She opened her eyes and looked at Ye Changge.

He looked the same as ever—handsome and refined, no different from usual.

But

Nangong Zili felt that something was off.

She frowned slightly and, without thinking too much, said coldly:

"I'm not dead yet."

Hearing this, Ye Changge wasn't annoyed; instead, he smiled slightly.

That smile was so gentle it seemed as if it were dripping with tenderness.

Nangong Zili grew even more puzzled.

Did this scumbag take the wrong medicine today?

Though he had been polite before, he had never been this... gentle.