Ye Rou looked up at Wen Tian. When she was Xiaoyao, she really liked Wen Tian. But after so many years, she was no longer the Xiaoyao of that time.
"Ah Tian, I am no longer Xiao Yao." Ye Zhen whispered.
"But I'm still Wen Tian," Wen Tian said.
Ye Zhen smiled slightly, "No, you are not the previous Wen Tian. You are not a flying snake, but a real dragon."
"Yaoyao …" Wen Tian frowned.
"I can never forget what Mo Rongzhan and I have experienced. He was willing to destroy his body and soul and fall into the Undead Realm for me. I saw with my own eyes the pain he suffered for me. So many years have passed, but we have never been separated. Even if we have no memories of the past, even if we have become mortals, this is fate between us." Ye Zhen said, "No matter where you take me, even if I spend ten thousand years with you, I will not change."
Wen Tian looked at her silently. "You changed for him, but you're not willing to change for me."
"I only have him in my heart, no matter how long it has been, no matter where I am," Ye Zhen said.
"Yaoyao, you're too cruel to me." Wen Tian smiled faintly.
Ye Zhen opened her arms and gently hugged Wen Tian. "Ah Tian, let it be like this. Whether it was ten thousand years ago or ten thousand years later, we can't be together. You don't belong in the Heavenly Castle. You are not just a High Lord, you should … have your own world."
Wen Tian hugged her tightly. He knew that he should let go, but he was unwilling.
Clearly … the person she liked first was him.
"Ah Tian, let's go!" Ye Zhen whispered.
If Xiao Chen did not leave and the White Dragon King changed his mind, he would not be able to leave.
"Isn't it good to come with me?" Wen Tian asked in a hoarse voice.
"No …" Ye Zhen said, "As long as I think that I will never see him again, I have no expectations for the future."
Wen Tian let go of her and looked at her deeply, as if he could remember her for ten thousand years.
"In the future, I will find you again." Wen Tian said in a low voice. If he let go of her now, he might regret it in the future.
Ye Rou chuckled. "Alright, when you become …"
She didn't finish her sentence, but she knew Wen Tian would understand.
Wen Tian stopped looking at her and turned to leave.
He was afraid that if he was one step late, he would forcefully take her away.
Looking at Wen Tian's fading figure, Ye Zhen's eyes were a little hot. When she was Xiao Yao, her love for Wen Tian was real, but she was not a wooden person. How could she not be moved by Mo Rongzhan's kindness to her?
When she decided to marry Mo Rongzhan, she had already decided to forget Wen Tian.
Wen Tian's willingness to let go was the best for both of them.
He finally didn't have to stay in the Nine Heavens for others. From now on, the sky was high and the sea was wide, he could roam freely.
"Mother." Ming Xi came to Ye Zhen's side. "Will Wen Tian come back?"
"No." Ye Zhen smiled. "He won't come again."
Ming Xi snorted lightly, "That's good, otherwise I won't let him off."
"When do you want to return to the Nine Heavens?" The White Dragon King asked. Since Shang 'er had returned and Wen Tian did not take away the Young Emperor's concubine, should they return to the Nine Heavens?
Shang 'er suddenly looked at Ming Xi. She had just returned to the Dragon Tribe, and it was absolutely impossible for her to leave like this. But she didn't want to be separated from Ming Xi.
Ming Xi also looked at Shang 'er. He felt that the White Dragon King would not agree to let him stay.
"Naturally, the sooner the better." Ye Zhen said.
"Madam, why don't you consider it in two days? You saved me, and I haven't thanked you properly yet." Shang 'er said.
The White Dragon King did not want Ming Xi to stay in the Dragon Tribe for long, but hearing his daughter's words, he should indeed thank them. If not for them, Shang 'er might still be trapped.
"If you are not in a hurry, then please come to the Dragon Palace. Let us do our best to entertain you," the White Dragon King said.
Ye Zhen wanted to go back, but seeing Ming Xi's expectant eyes, how could she not understand what her son was thinking? "Thank you, White Dragon King."
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