perform live was simply agonizing."She absorbed yang energy to feed the Ghost King, she definitely has to go back to him. This time, let's just resolve it all at once and save myself the trouble." Ji...How long are we going to stay here

Mu Wanchen looked very calm, but I don't have that much self-control.

My heart is racing.

"Don't worry, you can't say no to me, can you" Mu Wanchen had already built a bonfire in front of the bamboo building.

This bamboo building has been standing for how long, it's hard to say. Vines have covered the entire structure, and if you didn't look closely, you might think it was a mountain cave. The main entrance is open wide, weathered by wind and frost, giving it a distinct sense of age.

Besides basic furniture, there were no other items inside. Mu Wanchen said that this might be the dwelling of someone who practiced in the mountains.

He was accustomed to this strange and lonely environment. He didn't say anything, quickly tidied up the bamboo hut and settled down for the time being.

"You said, if the shaman keeps us here against our will, what are we going to do" I hugged my knees, sitting on the bamboo pavilion steps, watching Mu Wanchen's back.

He chuckled lightly and shook his head. "Impossible."

Why

“.....Is she trying to wear us down If she wanted to imprison us, she wouldn't go through all this trouble. She'd just lock us up! This is...she wants us to change our minds.”

Mù Wǎn Chén sighed, dropped the hook he was using to poke at the fire, and walked over to sit beside me. He reached out and put his arm around me.

"You're not worried at all" I asked, frowning.

"Wind and snow are just passersby. After experiencing a lot, you become indifferent to everything." Mu Wanchen lightly raised his hand and rubbed my head.

I fell asleep on his lap sometime, I don't know when.

I felt like I slept for a very long time. When I woke up, the sky was bright. Mu Wanchen later made a pot of porridge in the makeshift kitchen.

No matter what, I still have to eat, I'm pregnant now.

Although I tried my best to convince myself not to mind it, to be strong, and not to be childish, the obvious movements in my stomach made it impossible for me to ignore.

There is no entertainment here, no electricity, no internet, only the clouds in the sky and the flowers in the mountains.

I'm not that calm, my anxiety is growing and becoming harder to hide. My temper is also getting shorter and I'm more irritable.

This is too suffocating, when will I be able to leave

I tried walking in the direction of the sea, but even from afar, looking at the coast, I couldn't walk out of this mountain.

Isn't this forcing us to agree

Mu Wanchen would spend his days gazing at the stars in the sky, and then he'd lower his head to fiddle with small stones. I have no idea what he was doing.

He tried to comfort me when he saw I was upset, taking me for walks or to admire the scenery. But besides that, there wasn't much else we could do.

I've been trapped here for days, even weeks. I can't even describe how time passes here.

Sometimes days are short and nights are long, sometimes days are long and nights are short.

Sometimes the wind and snow are like darkness, sometimes the sky is clear for thousands of miles.

There's no real pattern here, and it's really messing with my perception. Time seems to have no meaning here, the only thing that changes is my stomach.

The fetal movements are becoming more noticeable. I've also gradually gone from initial anxiety to getting used to it. Looking at my belly gradually protruding, I start to suspect the shaman will keep us here until the child is born.

"Don't worry, Xiaoluo. Listen to me, don't panic or rush," Mu Wanchen said to me with a frown, very seriously. "Enduring hardship is also part of cultivation. If your mind is chaotic and your heart is burning fiercely, it's easy to fall into demonic ways."

"I don't cultivate immortality or discuss Daoism, so how could there be such a thing as being possessed by demons" I asked, perplexed.

Mu Wanchen stretched his brow, brushed the petals off my shoulder, and said in a low voice, "Ordinary people's seven emotions and six desires can be biased into demonic obstacles, let alone you are now emotionally unstable and pregnant..."

Every breath, every thought, the fetus in your womb is deeply connected to you. When you are happy, it is happy; when you are sorrowful, it is sorrowful.

"...You wouldn't want your child to be sad and depressed, would you"

I rubbed my face and nodded, "You're right, but everything here is so bland and quiet. There's really nothing to do, it's so boring..."

I raised my hand and irritably scratched my head. Mu Wanchen chuckled lightly, pinched my wrist, and brought the palm of my hand to his chest.

I could feel his heartbeat in my hand.

"If you're bored, you can play with your husband. One person might feel lonely, but two people couldn't possibly be lonely, could they"

His tone held a rare hint of playfulness, his eyes softening as he looked at me with a gentle smile.

I'm becoming more and more convinced that the witch is trying to confine us in this way, like herding sheep into a pen.

Our activities cover a wide range, but we can never reach the sea.

There are immortal mountains overseas, but that sea is unreachable.

From the initial anxiety, to gradually calming down later on, Mu Wanchen was constantly guiding me.

I've never thought that a man's temper could be so good.

Even if my indulgent and protective senior brother, Jun, would scold me out of anger, Mu Wanchen didn't.

The tenderness in his eyes wasn't fake, especially when he saw me... My stomach was already so big that my clothes couldn't hide it.

That gentleness was even more intense.

Here, in front of the mountains are peach and plum trees, and behind the mountains is a stream. Farmsteads with livestock, medicinal herbs, vegetables, fruits, fish, mulberries, and hemp abound, growing wild and self-sustaining.

The kitchen was simple, yet it was always filled with the warm scent of cooking and light, pleasant aromas.

The bamboo building had dusty looms, and under Mu Wanchen's guidance, I even started learning to weave. I used this method to hone my mind.

This world has everything, but there is no "outside world".

Only he and I, weathering the changing seasons.

The passage of time, the rise and fall of glory...

Even I dreamt of a happy ending, growing old together. I saw an elderly woman with Mu Wanchen by her side, his appearance unchanged.

When I woke up, my stomach was hurting in spasms.

Mu Wanchen discovered it before I did. He was behind me, one hand around my abdomen, his brows furrowed as he felt for my movements.

"What did you dream about Why is your forehead sweating, and why are you so tense Relax a little." He sounded somewhat anxious.

He took very good care of me.

Nearly without touching the ground, hands never getting wet, impervious to wind and rain.

Because we all understand that living here is not a problem, but—I can't get sick.

Medicinal herbs from the mountains are only suitable for dietary supplements. They can help with minor ailments like catching a cold, headaches, or fever, but if it's a serious illness or childbirth, it becomes a major problem.

But illness can be nursed and endured, what about childbirth

When melons are ripe, they fall from the vine. This is something that cannot be stopped. The time here is chaotic, with changing seasons of cold and heat. I don't even know how long it will be until I give birth.

The concept of time has become blurred.

The pain in my abdomen began to feel sharp, like the peaks of mountains rising and falling, with waves of intensity increasing and decreasing. The feeling became more frequent as well.

Are you going to have a baby

My mind was in a mess. Mu Wanchen saw my face and immediately turned over, preparing to boil some hot water.

I reached out and grabbed him.

He turned back to look at me, and I saw worry and a newfound panic in his eyes.

What to do What to do

Here is isolation within isolation.

My senior brothers and sisters are all gone, as is my junior wife and Master. Even the little child and the two Star Lords have vanished without a trace...

Here, between heaven and earth, there are no deities for me to pray to!

Mu Wanchen pulled my hand away, took a deep breath, and touched my forehead: "Xiao Luo'er, don't panic, keep your composure, I'm here."

"Mmm." I closed my eyes and nodded.

I dared not look at him.

I'm afraid my tears are about to spill.

Is this child full-term Is he healthy How long have I been here

Close your eyes, all around is darkness, I force myself to stay calm, but I succumb to the increasingly intense pain.

"Xiao Lu'er, Yin Lu!" Mu Wanchen's anxious voice became distant and near. thing If the Corpse Refiner hadn't targeted Mu Xiaoqiao, or even if there had never been a Mu Xiaoqiao in this world, perhaps Mu Wanchen would have ended up like the previous Divine Kings, filled wit...