Chapter 881: The Mark Spreads Again

Chapter 881: Chapter 881: The Mark Spreads Again

Jiang Yu’s lips slightly curved, burying her face into Yang Cheng’s embrace, her heart filled with expectations for the future.

They chatted for a long time, until Jiang Yu’s breathing gradually became even, and Yang Cheng gently got up and left her room.

Returning to his own room, Feng Jiuge was lying on the bed waiting for him.

"Lulled her to sleep?"

She raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Mm."

Yang Cheng took off his coat and lay beside her.

Feng Jiuge turned over and leaned against his chest, her fingers gently tracing over the black mark.

"The mark has spread again."

Her voice carried a hint of worry.

Yang Cheng glanced down, the mark had indeed grown larger, almost the size of a palm.

"There’s still time, no rush."

He held Feng Jiuge’s hand, softly reassuring her.

In fact, he almost forgot about the mark, today at the black market he forgot to ask if there was Earth Core Fire and Celestial Flower Stone Marrow.

Feng Jiuge looked at him, a trace of heartache flashed in her beautiful eyes, "Yang Cheng, no matter what happens, I’ll be by your side."

A warm stream filled Yang Cheng’s heart, and he lowered his head to plant a kiss on her forehead.

That night, they really did nothing but embraced each other, gradually sinking into slumber.

...

On this overcast day, the sky was gray and sun was nowhere to be seen, the air filled with a damp and chilly aura.

Jiang Yu awoke early, finding Yang Cheng no longer by her side, her heart filled with disappointment.

Tonight was the overcast day, and according to Yang Cheng’s plan, tonight the treatment would begin.

That is to say, tonight she would give herself to Yang Cheng.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yu’s cheeks flushed, she walked to the closet, opened the door, and inside hung the dresses Yang Cheng bought her.

She looked at each one, compared them one-by-one, not knowing which to wear.

"This one is too plain... this one is too ordinary..."

She muttered to herself, taking out one dress after another, then hanging them back again.

After much fussing, she finally picked out a light pink dress, its hem just reaching the knees, embroidered with small flowers, looking fresh and elegant.

She then took out the light blue hairpin Yang Cheng gave her from the drawer, pinned it in her hair, and checked herself in the mirror repeatedly.

The girl in the mirror had a red-flushed face, her beautiful eyes shimmering, with a faint smile at her lips, like a bride awaiting marriage.

"Knock knock knock—"

A knock on the door sounded, Jiang Yu’s body trembled suddenly.

"Yu, it’s me."

Yang Cheng’s voice came from outside the door.

Jiang Yu took a deep breath, stood up, and walked over to open the door.

Outside, Yang Cheng held a bowl of medicine, paused momentarily seeing her delicate attire.

"Chen, do I look good today?"

Jiang Yu twirled in a circle, the hem of the dress lightly fluttering, revealing white, slender calves.

"Beautiful."

Yang Cheng genuinely praised, indeed today’s Jiang Yu was exceptionally stunning.

Knowing he was there to deliver medicine, Jiang Yu took the bowl, raised her head, and drank it all down, this time without adding honey, she didn’t find it bitter.

"Chen, I’m ready, you can now enter the Illusion Realm."

She raised her head, looking at Yang Cheng, her beautiful eyes filled with determination.

Seeing her acting like she was going onto the battlefield, Yang Cheng felt amused yet heartache.

This silly girl is acting like she’s going to war.

"Don’t be so tense, I’ll be gentle."

He reached out to ruffle her head, leading her into the room.

Inside, the curtains were already drawn, only a dim bedside lamp left, the light soft and ambiguous.

Yang Cheng let Jiang Yu lie on the bed, then lay beside her, softly saying, "Yu, this process might take a while, if you’re tired, just sleep first, don’t wait for me."

"I’m not tired, I’ll wait for you."

Jiang Yu shook her head, tightly holding his hand.

Yang Cheng smiled, closing his eyes, gently pressed his hand on Jiang Yu’s chest, slowly injecting a strand of True Qi into her body.

The injection of True Qi activated the Rabbit Source Qi in Jiang Yu’s body, a dark red light burst out from her body, enveloping them both.

The next second, Yang Cheng felt his vision go black, consciousness once again pulled by that invisible force, plunging into the familiar space.

It was still that field of flowers, the sky azure blue, white clouds leisurely floating.

Cheng Lanxin remained standing afar, dressed in a red dress, the hem swaying gently in the wind.

"Madam Cheng, we meet again."

Yang Cheng spoke, his tone more calm than last time.

Cheng Lanxin’s shoulders slightly moved, she slowly turned around.

Her face still showed caution, but less hostility than before.

"Why are you here again?"

Her voice was cool, carrying a hint of vigilance.

"I want to talk to you."

Yang Cheng stepped forward a few steps, stopping not too close, to avoid making her tense.

"We have nothing to talk about, I won’t agree to what you said."

Cheng Lanxin turned around, intending to leave.

"Yu misses you, she told me many things about you."

Yang Cheng suddenly said.

Cheng Lanxin’s footsteps paused, her body slightly rigid.

"She often looks at the photos you left, saying you’re very gentle, and you have a beautiful smile."

Yang Cheng continued, voice gentle, "On the inside of your right wrist, there’s a small heart-shaped birthmark, you said it was heaven’s mark, so Yu can find you in her next life."

"She also said it would be nice if mom were still around, she could go shopping, chat with mom, take mom to watch her favorite movies."

Cheng Lanxin’s body quivered slightly, she didn’t turn back, but Yang Cheng could see her shoulders gently trembling.

"Yu is a very good child, despite being sick for so long, she never complained, always cooperated with treatment, not wanting dad to worry."

Yang Cheng’s voice was deep, "She wants to see the seaside after recovering, and see peach blossoms covering the hills."

"Please stop..."

Cheng Lanxin’s voice choked with emotion.

"Madam Cheng, I know what you’re worried about, you’re afraid of betraying your husband in the Illusion Realm."

Yang Cheng took a deep breath, word by word, "But this isn’t real, it’s just an illusion, and your daughter, your own flesh and blood, is waiting for you to save her."

"If the Rabbit Source Qi inside Yu isn’t extracted soon, she won’t live past a year, she’s only eighteen, hasn’t fallen in love, gotten married or had children, hasn’t seen the wonders of this world."

"You risked everything to bring her into this world, is it just to watch her die so young?"

Yang Cheng’s words were like daggers, piercing into Cheng Lanxin’s heart.

She couldn’t hold back anymore, turning around with tears streaming down her face.

"Do you think I don’t want to save her? She’s my daughter, I want to save her more than anyone!"

Her voice filled with pain and helplessness, "But... but how could I... how could I do such things with you, it betrays Peace."