"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Mu Qingge whispered reassuringly into Xi Qianxue's ear, gently patting her back twice.
Don't be afraid!
Xi Qianxue felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude. Every time she felt lost and helpless, whenever she heard Mu Qingge say these words to her, her heart would inexplicably become calm, and she wasn't afraid of anything anymore.
Just now, when she heard Mu Qingge claim that she was her wife in the Lower Realm, even though she knew it was a lie, she felt a surge of ecstasy.
"Leave everything to me." Mu Qingge whispered another sentence in her ear.
Then, she pulled Xi Qianxue out of her embrace and turned to look at Xuan Qiang, saying, "Old Seven, could you please take care of my wife for me?"
She emphasized the word 'wife,' as if clarifying Xi Qianxue's identity again, or perhaps deliberately provoking the Purple Light God Emperor.
Xuan Qiang nodded and walked over to Xi Qianxue's side.
