Ya Li was healing the sick in the center of the square, while Yun Ming stood guard silently by her side.
This wait lasted for two hours.
This was the south of Heaven Dou City, the primary gathering place for commoners and the impoverished, so there were far more patients here lacking the means for treatment compared to other areas of Heaven Dou City. There were many patients, and even though Ya Li treated twenty people at a time without pause, it still took her two hours to complete the day's work.
Fortunately, after refining the origin of the Six-Winged Angel, Ya Li's cultivation had advanced significantly, and she was now a level 57 Soul King. Coupled with the fact that the Angel of Hope could enhance her Soul Power by receiving Faith Power, she might not have been able to hold out until the end otherwise.
Watching Ya Li heal patient after patient and seeing her genuine joy at their recovery, Yun Ming could not help but be increasingly drawn to her innate kindness.
Was Ya Li beautiful? She was very beautiful, a great beauty in the absolute sense, but what truly attracted Yun Ming was her kind heart.
By the time the last patient of the day was treated, Ya Li's Soul Power was almost entirely exhausted.
Seeing that Ya Li had finished, the surrounding patients who had been healed, along with their families, began to express their sincere gratitude to her.
"Thank you, Lord Angel, for saving our lives!"
"Thank you, Lord Soul Master, for saving us!"
"..."
The old man whom Yun Ming had brought in earlier was also thanking her profusely.
"Thank you, Lord Soul Master, for curing this old man's illness!"
"..."
Facing everyone's gratitude, Ya Li spoke to them in a gentle, soft voice, telling them not to be so formal and reminding them to take good care of their health afterward.
Half an hour later, Ya Li finally finished interacting with her new batch of fans, waved goodbye, and walked quickly toward Yun Ming.
Given Yun Ming's appearance and temperament, he was a focal point wherever he went, let alone standing in this square for over two hours; how could Ya Li not see him? Seeing Ya Li approaching, Yun Ming walked toward her as well.
When the two drew close, Yun Ming naturally took Ya Li's jade-like hand and said gently.
"You've worked hard, Saint Spirit, you helped so many people today!"
Hearing her lover's affirmation, Ya Li revealed a smile like the warm sun of spring and whispered.
"Thank you for your recognition, Sky Support!"
Looking at Ya Li, whose face was as beautiful as a flower, Yun Ming no longer suppressed his longing, gently pulling her into his arms to pour out his yearning.
"It's been months, I've missed you so much!"
Feeling the warmth of Yun Ming's embrace and hearing his direct expression of longing, Ya Li's face flushed uncontrollably, thinking of how they were still in public, but she still wrapped her arms around her lover's waist. She responded softly.
"I have too."
In South Dipper Square, the patients and onlookers who had not yet left were stunned when they saw the kind, elegant Angel girl who had just been healing them throw herself into the arms of a handsome young man; the entire square erupted in an uproar.
The older ones felt the two were a perfect match, a pair of celestial lovers; the younger ones were heartbroken, regardless of gender.
However, it was fortunate that the cultivation Ya Li had displayed earlier was too strong. Whether it was the men who admired Ya Li or the girls attracted by Yun Ming's face and temperament, all felt inferior and dared not step forward to challenge them. In the end, they could only watch as the two remained inseparable, whispering sweet nothings to each other.
Eventually, Old An could no longer bear it; their behavior was too cruel to the onlookers. Old An stepped forward and said.
"Ahem—"
"Miss, Young Master Yun, please mind the public image."
When no one said anything, Ya Li could endure it, but upon hearing Old An's reminder, she was immediately too embarrassed to handle it. She hurriedly pulled away from Yun Ming's embrace, her face bright red as she dragged him toward the exit of the square, while Yun Ming showed no reaction; on the contrary, he found the shy Ya Li very cute.
Although the intellectual, mature temperament Ya Li brought from her previous life remained unchanged, her actual age was only thirteen. Influenced by her youth, the current Ya Li was not as composed and occasionally showed a bit of childishness. In fact, this was the same for Yun Ming, especially when the two were together, which made this trait more likely to surface.
With Ya Li's swift pace, the two soon left South Dipper Square and reached a nearby main road. Seeing that she had left the place that made her feel overwhelmed, Ya Li patted her chest, which was already beginning to show signs of budding curves, and let out a long sigh.
Watching Ya Li like this, Yun Ming teased her softly.
"I didn't expect that the always intellectual and generous Saint Spirit would have such a side; it's truly very cute!"
Seeing that Yun Ming, the culprit, dared to mock her, Ya Li gritted her teeth. Her small hand skillfully reached toward Yun Ming's waist, finding a patch of soft flesh amidst his strong, marble-like abdominal muscles, and gave it a sharp twist.
Feeling the slight pain at his waist, a question surfaced in Yun Ming's mind. Why was Ya Li always able to easily find the weak spots at his waist? It would be one thing in their past life, having been husband and wife for a hundred years, but in this life, the time they had spent together was minimal. Why was this?
Seeing Yun Ming, who was currently receiving her discipline, not only show no reaction but also drift off into thought, Ya Li's temper flared. Her other hand reached for his waist, intending to give this unrepentant scoundrel double the discipline.
Sensing the other hand reaching for his waist, Yun Ming snapped back to reality. Looking at the annoyed Ya Li, he smiled and said.
"Saint Spirit, do you want another warm hug?"
"That's fine too!"
As he spoke, Yun Ming raised his hands, making a gesture to embrace Ya Li. Having learned her lesson, Ya Li immediately withdrew her hand and stepped back. Although she wanted to hug him, she didn't want to do it in front of everyone! Helpless, she could only glare at Yun Ming with her gentle, water-like eyes, which lacked any real lethality, and then turned to walk away.
She was angry; she didn't want to speak to Yun Ming for at least ten minutes.
Watching Ya Li walk away in a huff, Yun Ming hurried forward to take her small hand, and even though she struggled slightly, he did not let go. While suppressing her hand, Yun Ming argued righteously.
"It's just that even a shy Saint Spirit is so cute and likable, how could I possibly resist praising you!"
"Having such a beautiful, kind, elegant, generous, and intellectual fiancée, I must declare my sovereignty to the outside world!"
"Also, Saint Spirit—"
Yun Ming reeled off a string of compliments, leaving Ya Li feeling overwhelmed. Seeing he was about to continue, she quickly turned and covered his mouth with her other hand, stopping him.
"Alright, stop talking."
"I'm not angry anymore."
Yun Ming held the hand Ya Li was using to cover his mouth and asked earnestly.
"Are you really not angry anymore?"
Ya Li shot him an annoyed look and let out a soft, coquettish huff.
"Really."
Afterward, Ya Li turned her head and continued walking while holding Yun Ming's hand. However, thinking about how Yun Ming would immediately come to coax her the moment she got angry, a smile returned to her face, and she added a thought to herself.
Still that clever idiot.
Seeing that Ya Li's anger had truly dissipated, Yun Ming took a stride to catch up, walking side-by-side with her as they toured the antique-style Heaven Dou City through their own eyes. Before long, they had returned to the mode of a deeply affectionate young couple.
Old An, who was silently watching all of this from afar, felt nothing but the usual weary sighs regarding Ya Li's lack of resolve, yet he was also exceptionally satisfied with the steadfastness of their relationship. He sighed sincerely.
"A match made in heaven!"
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