Chapter 953 - 38: King, We’ll Keep Watch for You (Second Update)

Chapter 953: Chapter 38: King, We’ll Keep Watch for You (Second Update)

"Little Ge’er, I missed you."

It wasn’t romantic, flowery sweet talk, nor elegant phrasing. Just this simple confession was enough to soften Mu Qingge’s heart.

She opened her arms, wrapped them around the man’s firm waist, pressed her cheek to his chest, and listened to the sound of his heartbeat.

Not far away, the bonfire was still burning. The firelight flickered, dim and indistinct.

"My Lord, we’ll go stand guard."

Gu Ya and Gu Ye stood in the darkness, their voices suggestive as they spoke, then turned into a curl of black smoke and drifted off toward the bonfire.

Mu Qingge glanced back, only to have the man domineeringly turn her head back. "They won’t wake up."

"..." Mu Qingge was speechless. She naturally didn’t doubt what Si Mo said, but asked with a half-laugh, half-cry, "What did you do to them?"

She still remembered how, on the way here, when they talked about the Demon Clan, everyone had looked as if facing a great enemy.

"I just made sure they get a good night’s sleep." Si Mo said innocently.

Mu Qingge lifted her chin slightly, looking at the handsome face just inches away. Si Mo’s brows and eyes were still just as beautiful. Even though she had looked at them thousands upon thousands of times, she never felt tired of it.

On the contrary, the more she looked, the more flavor there was; the more she looked, the more she liked; the more she looked, the less she could get enough; the more she looked, the less willing she was to share him with anyone.

Previously, when she first met the Huan Yue Domain God Emperor, she’d been stunned, thinking he was the best-looking man aside from Si Mo. But now, staring at Si Mo, she found she had forgotten what the Huan Yue God Emperor even looked like, couldn’t recall a single detail.

In her eyes, in her heart, there was no one else but the man before her.

Mu Qingge gazed at him, then suddenly rose on tiptoe, put her arms around his neck, gently pulled his head down, and pressed her lips lightly to his.

The faint maiden fragrance between lips and teeth made joy flare in Si Mo’s amber eyes.

Whenever his little Ge’er took the initiative, he would be deliriously happy.

Mu Qingge captured his slightly cool lips; that faint pale-pink was bitten tight by her blood-red lips. The tip of her tongue pressed against his teeth, forcefully prying them open.

Her boldness spurred Si Mo on.

The longing he had suppressed in his heart completely erupted at this moment, and he responded to her fiercely.

Perhaps thinking Mu Qingge would get tired standing on tiptoe, Si Mo tightened his arms around her waist and gently lifted her so that her feet landed on the tops of his shoes, easing her "labor."

Standing on Si Mo’s shoes, Mu Qingge’s lips curved faintly. She didn’t reject his kindness, only used an even more devoted kiss to repay his pampering.

The two of them hadn’t seen each other for several years. Such a long separation hadn’t bred distance or unfamiliarity, it had only detonated the mad desire they held in their hearts for one another.

This kiss went on and on, unable to be calmed.

Even when their breathing had grown ragged and their clothing had gone disheveled, neither of them could bear to part.

The thought that the bonfire’s light might occasionally flicker across their faces gave Mu Qingge a strange sense of "having an illicit affair," adding a thrill to it.

Although Gu Ya and Gu Ye had long since anticipated this and withdrawn far away, they were still caught off guard and stabbed in the heart by this bowl of dog food.

The two of them silently turned their backs, choosing "out of sight, out of mind."

Finally, before things could spiral out of control, the two reluctantly separated. Even though their lips parted, their foreheads remained pressed together.

"If this place weren’t so lacking, this Lord would definitely devour you." Si Mo’s breathing was a little rough, his voice hoarse and seductive.

Mu Qingge refused to be outdone and provocatively replied, "Likewise, if this place were suitable, this Lord also wants to tear the Demon Lord apart and swallow him down."

Her words instantly stoked the flames in Si Mo’s eyes.

His restless gaze fixed on Mu Qingge with clear predatory intent.

Just like a hungry wolf locking onto a lamb.

"Why don’t we find a more suitable place and have a battle to decide who’s on top?" Si Mo issued his challenge.

Hearing the implication in his words, Mu Qingge shrank back. "Ahem, uh... I’m still on night duty right now, I can’t abandon my post. As for that battle to decide who’s on top, we’ll discuss it later, later."

She pushed against Si Mo’s chest with both hands, trying to create some distance, in case she played with fire and got burned.

But just as she stepped away, Si Mo’s large hand caught her and yanked her back into his arms. The moment Mu Qingge fell against him, the man’s soft chuckle brushed her ear, and even the hand resting against his chest felt the slight tremor caused by his laughter.

Mu Qingge lifted her eyes in confusion to look at him.

In those clear eyes was pure trust, innocence, and complete lack of defense, making Si Mo utterly addicted, wishing he could preserve her enticing look in this instant forever.

His amber eyes had grown a shade darker.

Si Mo dropped a light kiss on Mu Qingge’s eyelid and comforted her, "My little Ge’er is still just as shy. Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you at a time like this."

"Who’s shy!" Mu Qingge’s eyes were tinged with a thin layer of anger as she ground her teeth and viciously stepped on a certain someone’s shoe.

After being trampled like that, Si Mo’s shoe, which had already been covered in her footprints, now looked even dirtier and completely lost any sense of aesthetics.

However, Si Mo didn’t mind at all. Instead, he watched Mu Qingge bristle with great interest.

Mu Qingge had originally refused to back down, but when her gaze met his doting eyes, the fire to argue her point died away. She said gloomily, "On this matter, I admit I can’t be as shameless as you!"

Pfft!

Si Mo couldn’t help but laugh.

His little Ge’er was so adorable; how could he not love her? Even when admitting defeat, she still had to take a jab at him.

"What are you laughing at?" Mu Qingge glared at him fiercely.

Si Mo spoke frankly, without hiding anything: "I’m laughing because someone as wonderful as you actually belongs to me."

"Wrong. You belong to me." Mu Qingge corrected him.

Si Mo slowly shook his head. "We belong to each other."

This sudden confession made even Mu Qingge’s thick skin flush slightly. She changed the subject: "I knew the Demon Clan people would be coming this time, but I didn’t expect you to show up in person."

She also found it strange. By all accounts, Si Mo shouldn’t have known that she would be here.

After all, once she entered the Divine Land, the two of them basically lost contact, only occasionally using the Palace Bell to send each other thoughts of longing. It wasn’t that they didn’t want to communicate, but the Communication Talisman Si Mo had given her couldn’t be used within the Divine Demon Territory.

Apparently, that barrier separating the Divine and Demon Clans also blocked the exchange of such messages.

"Naturally, it’s because I missed you, so I came," Si Mo replied.

"How did you know I would come?" Si Mo’s answer completely stunned Mu Qingge.

Si Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "Around a bit more than half a year ago, I suddenly felt a trace of the Huan Yue Domain God Emperor’s aura coming from the Palace Bell."

His eyes were full of amusement.

Mu Qingge’s mouth twitched. She didn’t ask anything else and immediately explained, "At that time, I had just seized one of the top ten disciple seats and was summoned by the Huan Yue God Emperor. He did indeed take the Palace Bell and toy with it for a bit."

Si Mo’s lips curved up; Mu Qingge’s explanation made him very happy. Because he understood Mu Qingge—if it were someone she didn’t care about, she’d be too lazy to waste her breath explaining something like this.

The fact that she was willing to explain could only mean that she cared about him, cared about his feelings, and didn’t want him to misunderstand.

After she finished explaining, Mu Qingge’s eyes suddenly brightened. She looked at Si Mo and said, "So, you sensed the Huan Yue God Emperor’s aura and guessed that I was in the Huan Yue Domain. And this time, knowing that Huan Yue Domain is representing the Divine Clan in this matter, you personally came?"

After speaking, she frowned again. "But even if you knew all that, you still couldn’t be sure I’d come! There are so many disciples in the Huan Yue Domain. Are you that godlike?"

If one wanted everything to make sense, then there was only one possibility—

"You planted spies in the Huan Yue Domain!" Mu Qingge’s eyes lit up as she said to Si Mo.

Si Mo laughed and nodded, admitting it.

He took her hand and explained, "The Divine and Demon Clans may seem peaceful on the surface now, but beneath it the winds and clouds are surging. I have to plan ahead. So I’ve placed spies in every Divine Domain across the Four Seas Divine Land—it’s just a matter of whether they’re activated or not. The Huan Yue God Emperor has never been one to get too involved in Divine Clan affairs. He acts alone and has a solitary temper. So the spy I placed in the Huan Yue Domain was never activated. Not until over half a year ago, when I guessed you were there, did I activate him."

"So that’s how it is." Mu Qingge nodded. She didn’t ask Si Mo who the Demon Clan spy in the Huan Yue Domain was, because this kind of thing was inherently dangerous. One fewer person knowing meant one more layer of safety for that spy.

With this doubt in her heart resolved, Mu Qingge asked again, "If someone else touches the Palace Bell, can you sense it?"

Si Mo nodded.

This made Mu Qingge raise a brow, inwardly grumbling: "So this guy’s using the Palace Bell to monitor whether I’m out there stirring up romance?"

Of course, she didn’t say that out loud.

In her heart, she was actually very clear that Si Mo had laid all those layers of Forbidden Techniques on her for the sake of her safety. Just like with her Illusionary Artifact, Si Mo had also left three Forbidden Techniques on it, enough to withstand the power of a Saint Realm expert, to keep her safe.

"What exactly showed up in the Insect Clan this time that could alarm both the Divine and Demon Clans?" Mu Qingge asked.

Si Mo chuckled. "Is my little Ge’er very interested in this treasure?"

Mu Qingge thought for a moment, then nodded and shook her head. She said honestly, "Before knowing what kind of treasure it is, I’m really not that interested. I’m a pretty practical person. If it’s useful to me, I’ll be interested and figure out a way to snatch it. If it’s useless to me, then no matter how powerful it is, I won’t covet it in the slightest."

Her candor made Si Mo’s amber eyes curve into crescent moons. He just loved Mu Qingge’s straightforwardness, loved every one of her expressions, loved every side of her.

"Then what if... this Exotic Treasure that appeared this time is of great use to my Demon Clan?" Si Mo’s gaze burned as he looked at her, half joking as he spoke.

Mu Qingge didn’t even need to think. She answered without the slightest hesitation, "Then I’ll help you snatch it."

Her crisp and decisive answer stunned Si Mo for a moment. After a short pause, he burst into hearty laughter, his joyful laughter echoing again and again, lingering for a long time...