Anyone watching closely would notice that his body was trembling from fear and relief.
"Shi Feng, you’re not allowed to leave me either, okay? If anything happens, you have to tell me," she whispered against his chest.
"Mmph." Shi Feng nodded. He didn’t understand why she was saying this, but he would do whatever she asked.
For now, he was simply grateful that she had finally woken up. Only he knew that, over the past week, it had felt as if the sky had collapsed on him.
But then, her gaze landed on Xuan Long.
He stood at the edge of the bed, his expression unreadable, but his emerald eyes were filled with a deep, silent worry.
Su Qinglan remembered the twenty years they had spent together in that big city.
She remembered how he had treated her like a kin, feeding her and protecting her even though she never spoke a word. And she remembered the day he never came home.
She scrambled toward him, ignoring the weakness in her legs. She grabbed his heavy, muscular arms and looked up at him with a gaze so intense it seemed to pierce his soul.
"Xuan Long," she whispered, her voice a command and a plea. "If anything happens... if it’s about your family, your clan, your past... you cannot hide it from me! You have to tell me!"
Xuan Long’s eyes constricted.
The mention of his "clan" hit him like a physical blow. He wondered if she had seen a vision of the future again...after all, she had predicted many things before.
He looked at her small, tear-streaked face and felt a protective urge so strong it nearly overwhelmed his possessive nature.
He didn’t ask how she knew. He simply leaned down and pressed a firm, warm kiss onto the top of her head before long, clinging to her in his arms.
"I will not hide anything from you, Lan Lan," he promised, his voice like deep thunder. "My life belongs to you. My secrets belong to you."
At his feet, the little snake cub, Xiao San, was coiling and uncoiling happily. Seeing his mother finally awake after a week of silence made his tiny heart race.
Su Qinglan looked down and smiled with her teary face.
She scooped the little snake into her arms, giving him dozens of tiny pecks on his smooth scales.
Xiao San hissed happily, coiling around her wrists and nuzzling into her palm. He had missed his mother’s scent so much.
Su Qinglan looked at the little snake with a heart full of regret and relief.
In the past life, she had never mated with Xuan Long, so Xiao San had never been born.
She realized that in the past, everything she touched turned to ash...her father died, her first cub was murdered, and her husbands perished in agony.
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