Morning Star

Chapter 357 Xingxing, Your Mother Loves You Very Much

She pointed at the spiritual beads on Boss Zhou's waist and asked out of curiosity, "Does the Demon Realm also have spiritual beads?"

Hearing this, Boss Zhou lowered her eyes to look at the tassel on her waist, took it in her hand and smiled warmly: "Are you talking about this? This is what my husband brought back from another Xuanjie continent. It's just this one. It looks pretty good when made into a tassel."

"It's pretty nice." Chujiu nodded, "I thought the Demon Realm had it too."

Boss Zhou smiled a little sheepishly: "I have to say that sometimes human things are quite in line with our women's appreciation level."

"I think so too." Chujiu nodded proudly in agreement.

Thinking of something, she asked, "What is the meaning of this spiritual bead? I feel like everyone seems to like this spiritual bead."

Boss Zhou thought for a moment and said, "I heard that if you collect twelve spiritual beads and string them into a bracelet and give it to your loved one, the two of you will be together for life, and even in the next life you will be able to sense each other and be together."

After she finished speaking, she smiled and said, "It's just a rumor. Although the Spiritual Beads are rare, it's not that difficult to collect all twelve as long as you are determined. Giving Spiritual Beads to each other is just for good luck and a thoughtful gesture."

"..."

Chujiu was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

I finally understand why Mo Xinglan risked his wound to win the game and get the Spiritual Pearl. It turns out that guy had planned it all along.

But, does he still believe this?

No, judging from the situation between her and him at that time, perhaps, she was just deceiving herself...

Thinking of this, she suddenly felt sad and distressed and wanted to go back to see him as soon as possible.

The snow kept falling, but the long line of gift-giving people only grew longer.

Mo Xinglan accepted the gift with a gloomy face. He looked up at the sky and saw that it would be dark in half an hour. He hadn't seen Chujiu for the whole afternoon.

While accepting the gifts, he called a maid next to him and said, "Go and see where the lady is."

He has proposed to her and she has accepted, so the servant should change her title from Chu Girl to Madam.

The maid left in response.

It took a long time to come back.

"Reporting to my Lord, I have asked the guards everywhere, and they all said that they have not seen the Madam."

Mo Xinglan paused in accepting the gift, his eyes grew colder, and the temperature of the entire hall dropped several degrees in an instant.

He suppressed the violent temper in his heart, put on a sinister face and said nothing, mechanically accepting the gifts that were offered to him.

How could he forget that in today's situation, it would be easy for her to slip away.

She said she had something to do, but ended up leaving the Demon Palace on his back.

An hour later, the sky gradually darkened, and the snowflakes floating in the sky did not seem to be stopping.

Mo Xinglan glanced at the long line that hadn't changed at all, pinched his brows, and called Fang Hao: "Bring a thousand Demon Feather Army."

"...Yes." Fang Hao replied after a moment of silence.

Soon, the sound of "da da da" was heard, and Fang Hao brought a thousand Mo Yu soldiers to the square outside the hall.

Mo Xinglan stood up and announced: "It is late today and the weather is cold. If you are willing, please hand over the gifts you brought to the Moyu Army one by one. They will hand them over to me on your behalf. If you are not willing, please come back tomorrow."

There was a lot of discussion after the order was given, and Fang Hao and Wu Li were also stunned.

I didn’t expect that he would continue to receive gifts in person tomorrow.

The demons were a little nervous at first, but after hearing this they felt it was not a bad idea. They could enter the Demon Palace and meet the Demon Lord tomorrow.

So some people took the gifts back, while others handed the gifts to the Moyu Army.

Mo Xinglan left the hall with a gloomy face and handed the next task to Fang Hao.

Just as he was about to leave the Demon Palace to look for Chujiu outside, he heard the girl's voice: "Xingxing, here."

He glanced sideways and saw the girl waving at him with a smile under the dim light.

Flying snowflakes fell between the two of them, as if covering the person in front of them with a layer of white mist.

The dim light shone on the girl's delicate face, making her look warm. Some snowflakes fell on her head, and the white hair on the edge of her cloak gently brushed her cheeks in the breeze.

She was wearing a thick white cloak, waving her hands and standing on tiptoe from time to time, like a jumping little white rabbit.

At this moment, the anger in his heart disappeared, and the hostility on his face was replaced by gentleness.

She was like a little sun, illuminating his dark world and bringing him endless warmth.

In the past, he hated this world that took away everything from him, and felt that it was a shame for him to just live in this world. But at this moment, he didn't seem to hate this world so much. Because this world brought her to him.

No matter what her original purpose was in approaching him, it was she who took the initiative to approach him and enter his world.

So, don't ever think about leaving him again.

She looked stunned as she suddenly thought of something. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly and drooped.

"I'm calling you, why are you just standing there staring at me?" Chujiu saw him standing there for a long time without coming over, so he walked over and touched his chest with his hand.

Mo Xinglan's body trembled, and when she came to her senses, she opened her pink lips slightly but did not say a word.

After hesitating for a moment, in Chujiu's puzzled gaze, he took her into his arms, bent down and placed a cool kiss on her soft lips.

"Well?"

Chujiu's pupils trembled, and before she could react, he took the initiative to end the kiss.

He hugged her tightly and whispered softly in her ear: "It's great to have you."

"Ok?"

She didn't know why.

What's wrong with this kid?

At night, in the bedroom of the palace, the two lay on the bed facing each other, but they did not hug each other.

Chujiu couldn't fall asleep for a long time in the dark night.

She slowly opened her eyes, and in the dim light coming in from the window, she carefully stroked the bracelet on his left wrist.

"Can't sleep?"

Mo Xinglan opened his eyes and said softly.

She chuckled, "You haven't slept either."

I wasn't surprised that he suddenly spoke.

"When did you start wearing this bracelet?" she asked sarcastically.

Mo Xinglan opened his lips and hesitated, but didn't say anything. A pair of dark eyes stared at her closely.

Chujiu waited for a moment but received no answer, then raised a warm hand and gently stroked his face.

She brushed the hair that was brushing against his face: "Are you in a bad mood? Are you very sad?"

In the dark night, his long eyelashes trembled slightly. After a moment of silence, he asked, "...Is it that obvious?"

"It's not very obvious." She chuckled helplessly, "You haven't smiled at all today. Even when I agreed to marry you in public, you didn't smile."

After a pause, the corners of his lips drooped, and he was unhappy: "You are unhappy, you have been unhappy all day."

No matter how well he hid his emotions, he would still reveal some of them inadvertently in front of her.

"Jiu'er..." Mo Xinglan said softly, "I was happy when you agreed to marry me."

He was really happy at that moment, but more of a thankful one, for he had never expected that she would choose him.

"But I never saw you smile." Chujiu pouted.

Having said that, she could clearly feel that his eyes lit up the moment he learned that she agreed to him.

"I..." His lips trembled but he only uttered one word.

Yes, he was obviously happy at that moment, but why didn’t he smile?

It was rare to see him so helpless on Chujiu, like a child who had done something wrong.

She smiled and poked his chest gently with her hand: "Stupid Xingxing, I'm just teasing you."

"..."

His dark pupils trembled slightly and he remained expressionless without saying a word.

Seeing that he stopped talking again, Chujiu sighed and held one of his hands in his to play with it.

After a moment of silence, he asked casually, "Are you unhappy because of the words your mother left for you this morning?"

"..." He fell silent again, lowered his eyelashes, and looked blankly at the pair of hands holding his.

The hands suddenly tightened, and her soft voice came to my ears: "Xingxing, your mother loves you very much."

"……Um."

"So do you...hate her?" she asked hesitantly.

She remembered that in her dream, his mother seemed to be very mean to him for some reason.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly and he looked up at her: "No hatred."

He doesn't hate, never has.

"Yeah." Chujiu smiled softly, "Your mother would definitely be very happy if she could hear it."