Qiao Ci took the needlework from his hands, "Doing needlework so late is bad for your eyes. I've told you so many times, why don't you listen?"
A simple nagging made Dan Qing's eyes well up.
Seeing his moist eyes, Qiao Ci's small face tensed, feeling a bit flustered, "Why are you crying?"
"It's nothing, I'm happy. You care about me, and I'm very happy, just like we're still in that world." Dan Qing showed her the silk handkerchief embroidered with green bamboo, explaining, "Our token of love is gone, and I thought about making an identical one."
"There's no need for such trouble." Qiao Ci wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes with her fingertip. Despite being the Regent's husband in the first world for so long, he was still a crybaby.
Dan Qing thought Qiao Ci didn't care about their token of love and immediately felt wronged, "Why is it troublesome? I don't find it troublesome at all. Do you, do you not want it..."
"No, the token of love has always been here. Here?" Saying that, she handed him a well-preserved sachet embroidered with green bamboo.
Seeing the familiar name "Dan Qing" on the sachet, Dan Qing's heart felt sweet, his gaze soft, and he murmured, "So, I have admired you for so long..."
"Aren't you curious why I'm in the Mo Kingdom, and why I've returned here?" Dan Qing excitedly pulled Qiao Ci to sit down, looking as if he were ready for a heart-to-heart talk.
Although Qiao Ci had already guessed most of the story, she was willing to sit quietly and listen to him tell it himself.
Dan Qing excitedly recounted his extraordinary encounter, and Qiao Ci responded with sympathetic sighs, making Dan Qing feel too embarrassed to lament his past misfortunes.
After he finished his story, Qiao Ci asked, "Aren't you curious why I am in the Mo Kingdom, why I appeared here, and that we have the same name?"
Dan Qing smiled shyly, just as he had when they first met, "If you don't say it, I won't ask. I know you are no ordinary woman; you must have things to do that ordinary people cannot achieve. As long as you are willing to accompany me when we are in the same world, I will be content."
Looking at Dan Qing, whose eyes were full of reliance and whose beauty was unparalleled, Qiao Ci, who had always disliked recalling the past, suddenly felt grateful for her past self. Grateful for that moment of pity, grateful for that instant of softness, which allowed her to have such a wonderful little celestial being.
"A'Ci, what happened to the scar on your face? Does it hurt a lot?" Although he said this, Dan Qing still wanted to understand her more.
Qiao Ci touched the veil on her face, her expression a mix of melancholy and relief. Having experienced the fear that comes from love, she had gained some understanding of its complexities.
"It doesn't hurt."
Seeing that she didn't want to talk much about the scar on her face, Dan Qing didn't push. He just said considerately, "Actually, you don't need to wear a veil; it's not conducive to the healing of the wound." He reached out to help her remove it, but Qiao Ci stopped him, saying glumly, "Don't take it off, it's ugly."
"It's not ugly. My A'Ci is always the most beautiful and dignified." Dan Qing knew that Qiao Ci always cared a lot about appearances, and wearing a veil all day must mean she had an issue with her current face. He smiled and gently removed her veil, "There are many medicinal ointments for skin injuries in the palace. A'Ci will become beautiful and radiant again. Moreover, in my eyes, A'Ci is still beautiful. Don't resist me, okay? I am your husband; what is there to be shy about?"
Dan Qing gently stroked the scar on Qiao Ci's face, his eyes deep and warm, "A'Ci, you are my sky. No one would dislike their own sky."
What he said made Qiao Ci feel overly sentimental, so she decided to let him look openly. Dan Qing truly observed Qiao Ci closely, tracing her features from top to bottom with his hand. The breath from his cherry lips carried a pleasant fragrance, "Your eyebrows are like distant mountains, A'Ci's eyebrows are so beautiful; your eyes are like autumn water, possessing inherent dignity, A'Ci's eyes are also beautiful; your nose is high and delicate, A'Ci's nose is also beautiful; your lips are like piled jade, as if painted with lipstick, A'Ci's mouth is also beautiful; A'Ci's skin is not only fair..."
Qiao Ci's face flushed from the praise, knowing he was trying to comfort her, she stopped him, "Stop, stop, stop, I know. Dan Qing is very thoughtful."
Seeing that it was getting late, Qiao Ci prepared to leave. Dan Qing looked disappointed, "You, aren't you staying?"
Qiao Ci felt she had finally regained the initiative and smiled, "I'm not a flirtatious woman; how can I stay overnight in your boudoir?"
Dan Qing boldly rolled his eyes at Qiao Ci, "What flirtatious woman? We're already husband and wife."
"Don't talk nonsense. We're not even engaged yet; how can you be so impetuous?"
Dan Qing was anxious upon hearing this, "A'Ci, you, you..."
"Haha, Dan Qing, don't worry. I will marry you as soon as possible." Fearing that he would become teary-eyed again, Qiao Ci stopped teasing him. "Since you've come, you must follow local customs. I will let you marry me openly."
"Really?" Dan Qing's eyes sparkled like stars. He answered himself, "A'Ci would never lie to me. Then A'Ci must come to marry me quickly, and if you have any difficulties, tell me at any time, okay?"
"I know." With that, Qiao Ci flashed into the night.
Little Spoon was stunned. It had been confined to a dark room and was unaware when Qiao Ci and Dan Qing reunited. Now, it had witnessed Dan Qing shedding tears while holding the sachet Su Mo had given Qiao Ci in the first world, and their ambiguous conversation. All these pointed to Dan Qing being Su Mo! The host had also mentioned Bai Xingyan and Su Ye... Could they really be the same soul? Little Spoon felt the situation was escalating and quickly reported to the main system. The main system quickly replied, and six stark, bold, and red characters made it tremble: Advise you to mind your own business. Little Spoon was so frightened that it almost got into trouble unintentionally.
Qiao Ci sensed Little Spoon's unstable emotional fluctuations and kindly asked, "What's wrong?"
"No, nothing, Host darling." Little Spoon felt its voice cracking. It had finally managed to transform its form and walk in reality. Qiao Ci thought it was bored from being confined to the space, so she suggested, "Do you want to come out and play? I'll buy you some snacks to relax and cheer you up."
The host was so thoughtful that Little Spoon was almost moved to tears. It couldn't help but scold itself. The host treated it so well, giving it points and buying it delicious food, yet it had reported it to the main system behind its back. It was truly a dog! No wonder it could only appear in the form of a dog in this world; it was meant for self-reflection! Little Spoon quickly nodded and then appeared beside Qiao Ci in the form of a small black dog. Its tail wagged furiously, circling Qiao Ci. It occasionally bit Qiao Ci's pant leg or licked her shoes, perfectly embodying the role of a "lick dog."