363: Chapter 364 Qingyue, I miss you!

"I care," Ye Changge interrupted her, his tone resolute.

"Whether you care is your business, but I cannot let you suffer this grievance. Unless you find someone else to love in the future, you, Xia Qingyue, must enter my Family with proper status."

Xia Qingyue was slightly stunned.

Ye Changge smiled. He held her cold little hand and spoke again: "Qingyue, I will find a way to deal with your Supreme Forgetting Emotion Art before you reach Core Formation."

Hearing this, Xia Qingyue's eyes narrowed slightly.

"You are now at the Late Foundation Establishment Stage. Given your Aptitude, you can begin preparing for Core Formation within three to five years," Ye Changge said, his tone calm yet filled with unquestionable certainty.

"In those three to five years, I will certainly find a way to resolve the hidden dangers of the Supreme Forgetting Emotion Art. By then, your Revered Master will have no reason to obstruct what is between us."

He paused, then laughed softly:

"Even if we take a step back and say we truly cannot find a way—it doesn't matter. When you prepare for Core Formation, I will simply reach Core Formation before you."

Xia Qingyue suddenly looked up at him.

Ye Changge met those eyes, clear as an icy lake, his gaze frank:

"If I reach Core Formation, I will openly go to the Qingyun Sect to propose marriage to your Revered Master. As fellow Core Formation Cultivators, he can no longer use 'mismatched cultivation levels' as an excuse, right?"

He smiled, his tone relaxed, but a burning light clearly ignited in the depths of his eyes:

"By then, within this Zhao State, I will no longer need to be so cautious. Whoever dares to stop me from marrying you, I will beat them until they agree."

Xia Qingyue looked at him, remaining silent for a long time.

The candlelight flickered, casting swaying light and shadows between the two.

On her face, usually as cold as frost and snow, a rare hint of softness appeared at this moment.

She lowered her head and called out softly: "Changge..."

The voice was very light, yet carried a softness she herself had not noticed.

Ye Changge's heart stirred. He gently reached out and pulled her exquisite figure, hidden beneath her moon-white dress, into his arms.

Xia Qingyue's body stiffened for a moment, then slowly relaxed, allowing him to hold her.

"Qingyue, I miss you."

He lowered his head and whispered in her ear.

Xia Qingyue's ear tips turned bright red. She opened her mouth to say, "We have only not seen each other for a few months," but before the words could leave her lips, they were blocked.

Ye Changge lowered his head and captured her two slightly parted, laurel-colored lips.

They were cool, soft, and carried a faint, elusive sweetness. It was like cold plum blossoms blooming under the moon, or ice and snow melting atop a mountain peak.

Xia Qingyue let out a "whimper," her body trembling slightly. She subconsciously wanted to push him away, but halfway through, her hand, as if guided by a ghost, changed to wrap around his neck.

She responded awkwardly yet passionately, using clumsy movements to express the longing she had suppressed for these days. She, who was usually like a pure Saintess from the Nine Heavens,

at this moment in his arms, finally shed all her cold outer shells, revealing the shyness and tenderness that belonged solely to a young girl.

A moment later, Xia Qingyue's breathing had become disordered, her heart pounding, her face like a peach blossom, the corners of her eyes flushed with a faint redness, no longer possessing her usual coldness.

Her hair was disheveled, her moon-white dress was crumpled into a ball, and her collar was slightly open, revealing a section of her fair, jade-like collarbone.

She lay limp in Ye Changge's arms, her chest heaving slightly, her whole person like a delicate flower battered by wind and rain, exuding a breathtaking beauty.

Ye Changge's hand had already covered her waist at some point, gently stroking that slender, soft curve, and then followed it upward,

through a thin layer of clothing, loosely cupping a round, full curve. He looked down at her and chuckled: "Qingyue's beauty is as always."

Hearing this, her heartbeat, which had finally calmed down a little, skipped a beat again.

She gave a soft hum, her voice carrying a hint of soft, glutinous coquettishness:

"Changge, I saw you surrounded by so many wives and concubines yesterday... Were you not satisfied last night? You act so lewdly towards me as soon as we meet."

Ye Changge laughed softly upon hearing this.

He lowered his head and planted a light kiss on her forehead, his tone gentle yet carrying undisguisable teasing: "How can this be called lewdness? This is called lovesickness, incurable by medicine."

Xia Qingyue's ears turned bright red from this sentence. Just as she was about to retort, she suddenly felt the belt at her waist being gently tugged—

The moon-white dress slowly slipped off, revealing the pure, jade-like, exquisite body hidden beneath.

"Don't..." She finally panicked, her voice carrying a hint of urgency, "Don't do it here... go to the inner room..."

Ye Changge looked at her face, crimson like sunset clouds, looked at her eyes shimmering with water, looked at her slightly trembling eyelashes, and ultimately did not make things difficult for her.

He nodded gently, scooped her exquisite body up horizontally, and strode towards the inner room.

Xia Qingyue buried her face in his chest, not daring to look up.

The door to the inner chamber closed gently, isolating the spring atmosphere within that small space. The candlelight flickered a few times, casting two overlapping shadows on the window lattice, before being obscured from all prying eyes by a gentle spell.

As for the spring night, it goes without saying.

"Qingyue, there is something I want to ask you."

After waking up, Ye Changge asked her about coming to the Family Spiritual Land to oversee things.

"Hmm?"

She raised her head slightly and looked at him.

In those eyes, clear as an icy lake, there was a moment of hesitation, which then turned into a faint softness. She thought for a moment and said softly:

"After I return to the Sect, I will tell my Revered Master about this matter. As long as Revered Master agrees, there will be no problem."

She paused, lowered her eyes, and her voice became even softer: "Actually... I really do want to go to Longmai Mountain and stay for a while. Accompanying you... would be nice."

What she did not say was that she also wanted to fulfill a wish hidden deep in her heart for a long time:

To bear Ye Changge a child.

This thought had lingered in her heart for a long time, but hindered by her status and the Sect's rules, she had never dared to reveal it.

If she could stay at Longmai Mountain for a period of time, perhaps... there would be more opportunities.

But Xia Qingyue immediately thought of her own capricious Revered Master, and her brows furrowed slightly:

"It's just... I am a little worried. If Revered Master notices something amiss, she might come to cause you trouble."

Ye Changge smiled upon hearing this and lowered his head to plant a light kiss on her brow: "It does not matter. If she comes to cause trouble, I will let her see that her disciple did not misjudge the person."

Hearing this, Xia Qingyue could not help but curl the corners of her lips slightly, but she did not say anything more.

The two lay quietly for a while longer, when Ye Changge suddenly remembered something and asked: "By the way, Qingyue, when I went to offer tribute to your Sect last time, I encountered something."

He briefly recounted the situation that day—how he met that False Core True Person, Outer Sect Elder Meng Tiande, while waiting at the outer gate of the Lingxiao Sect, and how the other party deliberately made things difficult for him.