Jing Yi sighed. “You know, back when you proposed to me for the first time at the Gathering of Practitioners, I didn’t know how to react. I only felt … vaguely afraid and something seemed to tell me that I shouldn’t do this. So I rejected you. And I continued to do so until it became obvious you wouldn’t stop trying.
“The more time we spent with each other, the less I had that feeling of dread. Instead, I felt better and better with you and I think it wouldn’t be wrong to say that I came to love you when we were out traveling. And my feelings for you grew.
“Since you already know everything, there is no need to pretend anymore. I love you, Qiu Ling, I really do. But I found out that there is somebody else and that promise … can’t be forgotten that easily. I’ve loved him too. And I feel that I owe him to search for him and at least make sure what has happened before. Continue reading
Qiu Ling ignored the struggle he could read in Jing Yi’s eyes. This wasn’t the moment for that. In a bit, his beloved might already understand that he had been wrong all along and then they could have their heartfelt reunion. It was better not to draw it out any longer.
“Exactly that. I don’t know what his specific position in the Nine Heavens was but he was sent by your old man to watch over you.”
“My …” Jing Yi’s eyes widened and this time, he really sat up. “Qiu Ling you … you know about my … past life?”
Qiu Ling also sat up and nodded. “Of course.” Continue reading
“Actually, I … haven’t told you everything.”
Jing Yi’s heart raced. Qiu Ling hadn’t told him everything? Could it be … Was this the answer he had been searching for? The final clue that might enable him to decide between Qiu Ling and Tian?
He gulped and took a few deep breaths to get his heart back under control. Only then did he look up at Qiu Ling again. “Then … What is it? You can tell me. I won’t hold it against you. I’m sure … whatever you kept from me was kept from me for my own good.”
Qiu Ling’s gaze softened. Jing Yi trusted him this much. It really … made him want to kiss him. Continue reading
Jing Yi stared ahead blankly, not understanding what was going on. How was it Qiu Ling’s fault if something had happened to his soul? It wasn’t like he had caused him to be sucked into the secret realm. Quite the contrary, he had done everything he could to get him out of there, hadn’t he?
Jing Yi sighed and gently combed through Qiu Ling’s hair. “That’s not true. There is nothing you have to feel responsible for. You’ve always wanted my best and you’ve done so much for me. Accompanying me out of the Yun Zou Sect to learn how to cultivate, going with me to the Hei Dian Sect to accomplish that mission, finding a way to get senior martial brother Yu and me out of the secret realm … You even followed me this time even though I rejected you so harshly. Considering all the people in my life, you’re probably the one who did the most for me. The one I’m most thankful to.” Continue reading
When the soul was covered with his energy, Qiu Ling heaved a first sigh of relief. Now, he wouldn’t carelessly hurt him. Even if some problem came up, he could immediately shield the soul with his own energy. Nothing would happen to Jing He. Not that that would make him risk anything.
He carefully used his senses to get a clearer image of the surface of Jing He’s soul. Looking from this close the soul that first seemed intangible had an actual form. It was ellipsoid although the edges were feathered out and only the innermost core could be called a firm body. Continue reading
Qiu Ling tightened his grasp on Jing Yi until their bodies seemed to stick together.
Jing Yi could feel Qiu Ling’s heartbeat at his back. It was steady but faster than normal. Regardless of what he said this embrace was obviously agitating him. But who was he to judge? His own heart raced. The warmth transmitted from Qiu Ling’s body made him sweat and he couldn’t help but incline his head toward him, hoping to get a glimpse at his face.
His wish got fulfilled. Qiu Ling leaned forward, his cheek touching Jing Yi’s while his eyes closed. He seemed concentrated as if there was nothing in this world that could distract him. One of his arms snaked around Jing Yi’s waist and secured him in place while his other hand came to rest on his chest. Continue reading
Qiu Ling’s lips twitched. So he still ranked behind Madam Zhong in his beloved’s heart …
Seeing his gaze, Jing Yi couldn’t help but laugh. “You’re looking so down. Don’t tell me you really mind it so much?”
Qiu Ling’s expression blanked. “Did you … Did you just tease me?”
Jing Yi stopped laughing and looked away as if he suddenly felt uncomfortable. Qiu Ling’s gaze flickered. Could it be … Was this Jing Yi warming up to him again? Was he already reconsidering his decision even though he didn’t know the whole truth yet?
Qiu Ling reached out and gently took his hand. Jing Yi wanted to draw back but when Qiu Ling didn’t let go, he paused and looked up at him. Continue reading
While trouble was approaching for Jinde, Jing Yi was also having trouble with his situation. He stared at Qiu Ling’s face, cursing his previous self inwardly for never looking at Tian’s face or inquiring more about him. How was he supposed to judge this without knowing more about the situation?
Qiu Ling quietly requited his beloved’s gaze. He felt that Jing Yi was struggling but there was nothing he could do for the moment. He had already provided so many clues. Now it was up to Jing Yi to draw his conclusions and ask for more. Thus he just waited.
Jing Yi looked at the pond next to them, his thoughts in disarray. He knew that something was wrong, that something didn’t fit but he couldn’t make any sense out of this.
He turned to Qiu Ling and opened his mouth to speak up but in the end, he didn’t know what to say. He couldn’t just ask him if he knew about Tian, could he? Or maybe …
Jing Yi looked up again, meeting Qiu Ling’s dark gaze. “Qiu Ling …”
“Yes?” Continue reading
Leng Jin Yu glanced at the corridor behind him but, naturally, he couldn’t go and ask Jinde now. He first had to deal with the two dragons in front of him. “Alright, I know now. Thank you for your effort and please also convey my thanks to Senior Xin Lan. This information is very valuable to us.” He cupped his fists and bowed slightly, hoping that the two would get the hint and leave.
Fu Heng nodded and turned to his partner to see if he wanted to go. Fu Min didn’t seem like it though. He couldn’t help but take a closer look at Leng Jin Yu. Even though this person seemed calm at first glance, his brows were drawn together slightly and he obviously avoided looking at them. Huh. Why was he worrying so much?
“His Majesty is still with the Son of Heaven.” Continue reading
Jinde reached up and cupped Leng Jin Yu’s face. “Don’t you dare to go out there now.”
Leng Jin Yu smiled wryly. “Shouldn’t we at least make sure who it is? What if it’s my Master? Or Longjun?”
“Qiu Ling wouldn’t come over right now. He’s busy with his beloved and he knows that we’re together. As for your Master …” He leaned closer and his breath brushed Leng Jin Yu’s face. “Don’t tell me he’s more important than your husband.”
“Nobody is more important than you.”
“Then forget about it.” Jinde craned his neck and kissed him.
In front of the door, two dragons turned to look at each other.
“Maybe he isn’t in?” Fu Heng looked at the house and then up at the path leading upward next to it.
“Then what should we do? Wait?” Continue reading