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But the pain quickly faded away, and I didn’t think much of it. After receiving the Manjushahua, Su Anrong took me back to the human realm.
Behind us, the King of Hell wept by the Underworld River, crying like a child who had been denied milk.
I felt a pang of sympathy, but Su Anrong said without looking back, “Don’t be deceived by her appearance.”
“Oh.”
I actually had another question. Why didn’t Su Anrong just ask the King of Hell for Siyuan directly? But upon further reflection, that request seemed too rude. Moreover, the King of Hell didn’t seem like someone who would easily comply. I wondered what kind of favor Su Anrong owed her, considering he visited her every month for a thousand years, rain or shine.
If he were to ask for Chen Siyuan from the King of Hell, I couldn’t imagine how he would repay that favor. Given the King’s recent behavior, there was no doubt she would demand that Su Anrong pledge himself to her.
No way, absolutely not—he is my husband.
Even if I didn’t want him, I couldn’t let someone else have him.
Lost in thought, I instinctively tightened my grip on Su Anrong’s arm. He looked at me with an expression that said, “I knew this would happen,” and teased, “Wife, are you suddenly feeling a sense of crisis?”
“With you around, nothing can go wrong. What crisis could I possibly have?” I replied playfully.
“Are you afraid someone will steal me away?” he said narcissistically, unable to resist pecking my lips.
I quickly wiped my mouth and retorted, “Genius is afraid of being stolen? What’s mine is mine; no one can take it away. What’s not mine isn’t mine; even if I wanted it, I couldn’t get it.” I wouldn’t admit that I was indeed worried.
“Haha, don’t worry. I’ve already put your label on me; no one can take me away.” He wrapped his arms around me and lifted me off the ground. Suddenly feeling weightless, I found myself flying alongside him.
“Hey! What are you doing?” Traveling between realms was instantaneous; I had never truly experienced flying before. Suddenly being suspended in mid-air startled me so much that I nearly lost my shoes.
But soon I discovered that soaring through the air was a wonderful experience. Although I worried about falling, watching the flowers and trees rush by below gave me an exhilarating sense of seeing vast landscapes all at once.
“Garlic! Let’s go down; it won’t be good if someone sees us.”
“Don’t worry; this area is very quiet with no idle people around. Look, we’ll be home in no time.”
I followed the direction of his finger and looked over. Our house was not far away, and Rice was at the door, resting his chin on his hands and looking at us, excitedly shouting, "Daddy and Mommy are back!"
Seeing Rice's smile against the golden glow of the setting sun, nestled in Su Anrong's embrace, I suddenly realized how beautiful the world could be.
I felt a twinge of reluctance to lose this feeling of life.
But one day, they would have to leave, after all, they were not human.
From that moment on, I made a decision: from now on, I would cherish every second spent with them and not let anyone disrupt our happiness.
Rice pounced into our arms, hugging us tightly. "Daddy, Mommy, I thought you abandoned me and ran away!"
"How could I? With someone as cute as you, I would never abandon you! Come here for a big hug!" I held his face and kissed him; he felt cool and comfortable.
Su Anrong also hugged him and gave him a kiss but accidentally left a small hole on Rice's cheek.
Rice pouted and said, "Daddy, you were too rough!"
I stared at the hole in shock, unsure of what to do. Su Anrong, however, laughed nonchalantly. "Looks like someone missed their son," he said while pinching Rice's cheek. Miraculously, the hole returned to its original state.
Is this really possible?
Could it be that Rice was made of clay?
Qiao Ziyuan also came out to greet us. "Youmai Vegetable, hurry up! Everything is ready; we just need you and Manjushahua."
As she took Manjushahua from me, she gave Su Anrong a thumbs-up. "Not bad, young man. You managed to pick so many Manjushahua by the Underworld River. Make sure to pick a few more for me to use as hairpins later."
"Auntie, do you think the Underworld is your personal vegetable garden?" I shot her a playful glare.
She laughed as she walked into the house and turned back to say, "It's not my vegetable garden; it's yours!"
"Report that this place has been occupied by a madman.
I want to be the Medicine Vessel for Siyuan. Although Su Anrong disagrees, I am determined to go through with it. I have decided to communicate with him properly about this matter.
"Garlic, if you're worried about the Medicine Vessel, just stay by my side, okay? I am definitely going to save Siyuan. Everything is ready now; it's just me that's missing. I know that deep down, you want to save him too, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't have taken me to pick Manjushahua."
I had never looked at Garlic so seriously before. I only knew he was handsome but never thought about what made him so. Now that I looked again, I realized he was truly a warm-hearted person. Although he could be a bit sharp-tongued at times, his heart was very soft.
In his dark eyes, I saw my own reflection; it felt quite strange.
He reached out and cupped my face in his hands. "Wife, do you really want to save her even if it means your body might be permanently occupied by her?"
It wasn't a hundred percent willingness; after all, I wanted to live too. But if there were no other options, I would have to take the gamble. After all, it was only a possibility of being occupied; there was also a chance that it wouldn't happen.
So I nodded firmly. "Yes."
"Good. I respect your wishes. However, this time it's your turn to protect me." As he spoke, he led me in front of Qiao Ziyuan and boldly declared, "I will be the Medicine Vessel."
Both Qiao Ziyuan and I were stunned. What would happen to him if he became the Medicine Vessel?
Qiao Ziyuan voiced my concern directly: "You're just a spirit; becoming the Medicine Vessel might drain all your spiritual power and may not even yield results. It's better to use Youmai Vegetable instead; otherwise, it could end up costing us dearly."
Su Anrong, however, calmly replied, "I am the Spirit Sovereign; isn't that qualification enough?"
"The Spirit Sovereign governs all spirits across realms," Qiao Ziyuan's eyes lit up as if he had just seen magic. He suddenly pulled a pen from his pocket and handed it to him, tears of excitement welling in his eyes. "Come on, Lord Zunshang! Please sign for me! If my Great-Grandma knew that I had such close contact with you today, she would surely rise from her grave laughing!"
"Your Great-Grandma has already reincarnated; she can't rise from her grave," Su Anrong retorted without missing a beat as he elegantly wrote ' Lord Zunshang' on Qiao Ziyuan's smooth white arm.
Qiao Ziyuan looked left and right, slowly retracting his smile as he frowned. "This isn't right; you've written it wrong, Lord Zunshang. Isn't it supposed to be the character for 'up'?"
Su Anrong smiled kindly and said, "When in Rome, do as the Romans do. This is my stage name; on Weibo, I'm Lord Zunshang. You can go follow me."
"Ah, so it's good to go with the flow when in a new place. I'll definitely pay attention when I go back, and I'll get everyone in our family to follow along."
Seeing them drift further away from the main topic, I felt a bit speechless. Qiao Lianjiu couldn't take it anymore. "It's already dark; can we focus on the task at hand?"
"Of course, Lord Zunshang. I have no doubts about your spiritual power. However, doing something like being a Medicine Vessel is very taxing on the body. I think you should let Youmai Vegetable handle it; she’s naturally suited for being a Medicine Vessel."
I was taken aback. Aunt Qiao, how could you say that without worrying it would infuriate me?
"No need for that. If she’s going to do it, she can only be my Medicine Vessel. Others shouldn't even think about it."
"That's true; if she becomes your Medicine Vessel, then you can indulge in her."
I felt an urge to leave this place immediately.
After a long pause, Qiao Ziyuan finally began. Earlier, Rice had already infused Siyuan with Soul Molding Water again, but since she was more seriously injured this time, the effects of the Soul Molding Water were not very apparent. Even now, her body remained semi-transparent.
Next, we used Dragon Tongue to guide her soul. Qiao Ziyuan acted as the mage while Qiao Lianjiu and I followed her instructions, gradually using Dragon Tongue to draw Siyuan's soul into Su Anrong's body.
Just as Siyuan was about to enter, I suddenly felt regretful. Qiao Ziyuan said that being a Medicine Vessel could cause significant harm to the body; what kind of damage would it do to Su Anrong?
If saving Siyuan meant harming Su Anrong...
I couldn't bear to think further. Su Anrong had volunteered to be a Medicine Vessel because of me. I didn't know what Spirit Sovereign truly meant or how powerful he might be with that identity and spiritual power. But if he got hurt because of this—or worse, if he died—what would I do?
"Youmai Vegetable, what's wrong?" Qiao Lianjiu called out to me.
I quickly snapped back to reality and looked at Su Anrong. His clear eyes were filled with warmth as he smiled at me and gently said, "Wife, don’t worry; I'm not that fragile. Let’s continue quickly; we can’t waste any more time."
Reluctantly, I steeled myself and continued watching as Siyuan's soul gradually entered Su Anrong's body while his eyes slowly closed. My heart was a whirlwind of emotions; it was hard to put my feelings into words at that moment.
"Son, it's your turn now," Qiao Ziyuan nodded at Qiao Lianjiu.
Qiao Lianjiu responded, "Okay," and then walked over, crouching down to take Su Anrong's hand.
As he held Su Anrong's hand, I was suddenly overwhelmed.
Qiao Ziyuan smiled and said, "Youmai Vegetable, don't worry. Right now, Siyuan is in his body. Just think of him as Siyuan; they both have short hair."
Auntie, I still have long hair. How can I see you as me?
"So, what are they going to do now?" I was horrified to discover that Qiao Lianjiu, holding Chen Siyuan's hand, was actually walking step by step toward the altar in our home, and then they both knelt down.
Qiao Ziyuan's smile revealed half of her teeth; a graceful beauty had been transformed into a lively housewife by her laughter. "They're getting married! Isn't it that Siyuan can only stay in the human world after marriage?"
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