Waves arose in the sea of desire, brocade blankets tumbled.

He didn’t guide with spiritual power, completely devoid of a cultivator’s dual cultivation practice.

Just like an ordinary mortal, he threw his entire being into this matter.

He seemed to have countless things to say, only he couldn’t speak them, or didn’t know how to express them. He could only instinctively transform all his affection into passion, dedicating everything to her while hungrily seeking to possess all of her.

He entangled her with his body, his divine soul entwined with hers. The demonic energy within his spirit form that resonated with him invaded her pervasively, embracing her tenderly yet terrifyingly.

From the bed to the bathing pool, then from the bathing pool back to the bed.

He gave Jiang Zhaoxue virtually no space to think.

When she woke up the next day in a daze, the sky was already bright. Jiang Zhaoxue instinctively felt something calling to her. She opened her eyes in confusion to see the transmission jade token at the bedside flashing incessantly.

She struggled to reach out from Pei Zichen’s embrace to retrieve it. Just as she crawled forward a step, he caught her around the waist and pulled her back, raising his hand to sweep the transmission jade token under the bed curtain. With one hand pillowed behind her and the other around her waist, he locked her entire body securely. Without opening his eyes, he said hoarsely: “Sleep a bit more.”

Hearing this voice, Jiang Zhaoxue suddenly became fully awake. Feeling their bodies pressed together without a thread of clothing, she couldn’t understand how things had suddenly progressed to this step.

Why did he suddenly do this?

Was it to recall memories and condense a divine core, or was it unleashed animal instinct?

And why did he suddenly agree to condense a divine core? Was he moved by her? Or did he start thinking rationally?

She thought left and right, not daring to determine Pei Zichen’s meaning. Although his every action made her feel as if he had returned to the past, expressing his feelings voice by voice, Pei Zichen had been so unpredictable lately that she really couldn’t grasp him.

Her heart rose and fell, uneasy. Just then, the person behind her seemed to sense she had awakened. With eyes still closed, he began kissing her spine, asking in a low voice: “Don’t want to sleep anymore?”

“Pei… Pei Zichen!”

Jiang Zhaoxue’s whole body went soft from his kisses. She quickly pressed against him and turned to look at the young man behind her.

He propped up half his body, his hair cascading down. The morning light made his complexion especially fair. His cool eyes lifted, the desire in them undisguised, making her heart race.

Jiang Zhaoxue’s eyes wavered. Pei Zichen knew she had questions to ask. He raised his hand to brush aside the hair blocking her face, gazed at her eyes, and said gently: “What’s wrong?”

What’s wrong?

For a moment she didn’t know how to describe it. She felt everything happened too quickly—she hadn’t even reacted yet. But she also felt she must ask clearly, saying vaguely: “Last night you… how… how did you suddenly…”

Suddenly do all this?

She found it difficult to speak, afraid asking would create more complications.

However, the other immediately understood. Looking at her expression, he gave a gentle sigh, seeming somewhat helpless: “Yaoyao, some words are difficult to express.”

Jiang Zhaoxue froze. She saw him take her hand and place it on his chest, letting her feel the heartbeat in his chest cavity. He gazed at her tenderly and said openly: “If I can’t say it, I can only let you sense it.”

Sense his longing, his desire, his joys and sorrows.

Those emotions overflowed nakedly from his actions and his eyes. Jiang Zhaoxue’s heartbeat gradually quickened, but she still said uneasily: “What if I sense it wrong?”

“You won’t be wrong.”

Hearing this, Pei Zichen smiled. He lay back on the bed, pulled her hair aside to let her pillow on his arm, and said leisurely: “You’ve never sensed wrong.”

“How have I not?” Hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue couldn’t help but turn over, pressing on top of him and teasing: “These past days I felt you wanted to be intimate with me, but as soon as I tried you got angry. Wasn’t that wrong?”

“That’s not you sensing wrong.” Hearing this, Pei Zichen couldn’t help but laugh. Looking at the person lazily sprawled on top of him like a large cat, he raised one hand behind his head and said frankly: “That was me throwing a tantrum.”

“Oh~~” Jiang Zhaoxue pretended to just realize this, tilting her head and blinking: “So Emperor Pei isn’t throwing tantrums anymore?”

“Not anymore.”

Pei Zichen raised his hand to smooth her hair, his eyes carrying some regret as he said seriously: “On the way to find you, I already regretted it. Now that you’re willing to coax me again, what could I be unhappy about?”

“I’m not coaxing you…”

Hearing this, Jiang Zhaoxue thought he was overthinking. She grew anxious, propping herself up to explain, but was pulled onto his body by Pei Zichen, who interrupted her: “I know.”

Jiang Zhaoxue looked up at him to see the person before her gently place her at his side and turn to cover her.

Early morning was the easiest time for passion to stir. He held her hand, unhurried and methodical, maintaining both their consciousness as he said softly: “I know you’re not coaxing me, but Yaoyao, I don’t remember many things. I can only use reason to believe you.”

The bed curtains swayed gently, rippling in the sunlight.

Jiang Zhaoxue watched the swaying light and shadow, listening as Pei Zichen spoke in gentle tones tinged with light panting: “Actually, I was like this before too, I just didn’t dare say so.”

“I’m not as magnanimous as you think. I’m harsh, vicious, petty. I’m afraid you’ll detest me like this, but I just happen to be this kind of person. I don’t know if the me who’s different from your imagination is still the Pei Zichen in your heart, but for me, as long as I love you,” he pressed his lips together, “I am Pei Zichen.”

Hearing this phrase “I am Pei Zichen,” Jiang Zhaoxue finally felt something at the bottom of her heart completely settle. She couldn’t help but reach out to actively wrap her arms around his neck.

Pei Zichen’s breathing obviously grew heavier. Jiang Zhaoxue pressed her forehead to his.

In that instant, her memory of first meeting him transmitted into his mind.

“It’s alright.”

She closed her eyes and said softly: “It’ll be fine once you remember. If you don’t remember, I’ll remember for you. Once you remember everything, all will be well.”

Pei Zichen said nothing, only pressed Jiang Zhaoxue closer.

Jiang Zhaoxue frowned slightly, remembering the transmission jade token he’d pushed away earlier. Thinking of last night’s unfinished business and Pei Zichen’s body, she urged softly: “Hurry up. Last night’s matter isn’t dealt with yet. In a bit I’ll take you to find Ye…”

Jiang Zhaoxue paused. Pei Zichen looked up at her, then without waiting for Jiang Zhaoxue to speak, thrust heavily and lowered his head to swallow Jiang Zhaoxue’s surprised cry. He seemed somewhat dissatisfied as he said: “I know. I’ll go with you to see Ye Tianjiao in a bit.”

Hearing Pei Zichen directly say Ye Tianjiao’s name, Jiang Zhaoxue couldn’t help but widen her eyes. Just as she was about to ask how he knew, violent winds and urgent rain came.

Jiang Zhaoxue couldn’t speak and simply waited for Pei Zichen to finish.

Only she didn’t know if Pei Zichen deliberately had this intention—her transmission jade token lit up again and again with no conclusion.

Jiang Zhaoxue couldn’t help it anymore and turned back to suggest: “Why don’t we just forget it? Let’s go see people first.”

Pei Zichen lowered his eyes to look at her, staring at her ears.

Seeing he wouldn’t release her, Jiang Zhaoxue couldn’t help but start whimpering: “I’ll count to ten. If not…”

“My lady.”

Pei Zichen’s voice suddenly softened as he leaned against her from behind.

His voice was exceptionally pleasant, vaguely carrying some pleading and coquettish meaning. It made Jiang Zhaoxue’s heart quicken as he held her and said softly: “Just now I remembered some fragments. My lady, won’t you help me?”

“Help you with what?”

Jiang Zhaoxue frowned, somewhat unable to figure it out. Pei Zichen seemed to think of something. His breathing grew heavier as he drew close to her ear and said softly: “Let me see your ears.”

Jiang Zhaoxue didn’t understand at first, then felt Pei Zichen kiss the top of her head, hinting and reminding: “Here.”

Sensing where he kissed, Jiang Zhaoxue instantly knew his meaning. She turned back to glare at him, silently cursing him as a little pervert.

However, thinking she still had proper business to attend to and wanting to finish quickly, she still turned her head.

Her tiger ears popped out, soft and fluffy. Then she heard herself cry out in alarm, exclaiming: “Don’t kiss them!”

The two played around all morning. By the time Jiang Zhaoxue finished dressing, it was already noon.

Pei Zichen was fully satiated, in an extremely good mood, helping her dress and apply makeup. Jiang Zhaoxue looked at him radiant with satisfaction while she looked like a poor scholar whose essence had been sucked by a demon spirit. She couldn’t help but feel dissatisfied.

But now wasn’t the time to fuss over such things. Remembering how he’d recognized Ye Tianjiao earlier, she couldn’t help saying: “You already knew everything?”

“Mm?”

Pei Zichen was doing her hair. He looked up at the person in the mirror and understood her question: “You mean about Ye Tianjiao?”

“Uh…”

“Yesterday he talked so much—how would a Golden Core disciple know so much? With some deduction, naturally I knew.”

His tone was flat, definitely not pleased.

Jiang Zhaoxue secretly glanced at him and quickly shirked responsibility: “He’s the one who told me not to tell you.”

“I know.” Pei Zichen wasn’t surprised and selected a hairpin to insert in her hair.

Seeing him act as if he’d predicted everything, Jiang Zhaoxue asked curiously: “How did you know? By the way, why has he been avoiding you?”

As she spoke, Jiang Zhaoxue remembered something else and asked: “Oh, and he insisted I come see you. He wanted to restore your divine core and rationality. So why did you let me come?”

Before, she might have guessed it was lingering affection, but thinking of last night’s events, she felt Pei Zichen wasn’t that kind of person.

He even got angry when she kissed him. Besides, the Jiuyou Realm was full of deadly dangers. If he felt she didn’t like him, logically he should have nothing more to do with her until death.

“Let’s go find Ye Tianjiao.”

Hearing her questions, Pei Zichen didn’t answer directly. He only finished arranging her hairpin and extended his hand: “We’ll go find him together. Your questions all have answers.”