But Xiaoxiao from the seventh world made him realize that it was better to die together than to leave alone.
Wei Yuan waited for him for 100,000 years, and in the end, he even tore his own soul apart and scattered it across these ten small worlds to save him.
This is enough to prove how painful it must be for the other person to live without him.
What kind of lives do these villains he left behind lead in their respective worlds?
He doesn't even dare to ask Xiao Lin now.
Gently patting the boy's back, Yu Tang sniffed, his voice hoarse.
"It's cold outside, Your Highness, let's go back inside first."
Yu Tang led Xiao Lin into the house, closed the door, pulled up two stools, went to the stove, and held Xiao Lin's hands to warm them.
Then she took a tissue and wiped the boy's tears.
Gently comfort him.
Xiao Lin's emotions gradually stabilized, and his frozen face and hands regained their warmth.
Fearing that Yu Tang would be heartbroken, he lied to her, saying that in that world, he had created a golden age.
He later fell ill and died peacefully in his sleep, without mentioning that he had poured kerosene all over the villa and died in a fire while dressed in his wedding clothes.
With just a few words, he vaguely brushed aside the sorrows of the past ten years. Xiao Lin leaned against Yu Tang, holding the man's hand and gently stroking it.
"General, is this the next life?" he asked. "Did the gods hear my wish and allow us to meet again?"
Yu Tang pursed his lips, feeling bitter inside. He nodded: "Yes, this is your next life. Your name in this world is Mu Nancheng."
"Mu Nancheng?" Xiao Lin was taken aback and said, "Why don't I have any memory of him at all?"
Before Yu Tang could ask a question, his expression suddenly turned ugly. He looked up and asked Yu Tang, "Were you with him before I came?"
"You like each other?" he said, looking around. He pulled Yu Tang aside the curtain and led her into the inner room. When he saw that there was only a kang (a heated brick bed), his red, tear-filled eyes widened instantly. He said incredulously, "Have you been sleeping on this bed all this time?"
"No, Your Highness." He sensed something was off about the topic and quickly explained, "You and Mu Nancheng are the same person. You just haven't regained your previous memories until now."
So you don't need to hold anything against what happened between him and me.
"So! You two really slept in the same bed?" Xiao Lin completely missed the point. He looked at Yu Tang with a shocked expression, like a boyfriend who had caught his girlfriend cheating. He quickly took a few steps to Yu Tang and asked him, "Did you two even kiss?"
He knew perfectly well that Xiao Lin's actions were purely out of jealousy.
But when Yu Tang was asked that question, she didn't know why, but she subconsciously felt uneasy.
"Ah, yes." After hesitating for a moment, Yu Tang still chose to admit it.
Xiao Lin's eyes widened even more. He grabbed Yu Tang's shoulders with both hands and asked through gritted teeth, "Tell me, where did you kiss? Forehead, cheek, or... lips..."
Yu Tang felt even more guilty and lowered his head to admit, "Uh, we kissed each other."
Xiao Lin felt his heart begin to ache.
He then asked, "And what about going a step further...? Do you have any...?"
He simply couldn't bring himself to ask the rest.
He felt he was going crazy with jealousy.
Mingming wanted to believe Yu Tang's words, to believe that she and this brat named Mu Nancheng were the same person.
But he just couldn't control his jealousy!
He's never even touched someone... someone he wouldn't dare touch... how could someone... someone else... be with him?
"No, no, absolutely not!" Fortunately, Yu Tang's answer brought Xiao Lin back to his almost lost senses.
Seeing the man waving his hands to clarify, Xiao Lin finally suppressed the fierce look in his eyes.
But then it turned into something else that was incredibly popular.
He took Yu Tang's hand and led him to sit down on the earthen bed.
Trying to keep her voice from becoming too hoarse, she asked, "General, do you remember the day you left was our wedding day?"
"Yes, I remember." Yu Tang breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he seemed to have returned to normal.
Before he could even breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Xiao Lin say, "We wore our wedding attire, bowed to heaven and earth, and drank the nuptial wine, and then you abandoned me and left."
"Now that you think about it, General, don't you think our wedding is missing one crucial element?"
Yu Tang guessed what he wanted to say, and his scalp tingled instantly.
He pretended not to know and asked, "What step?"
"Playing dumb with me again." Xiao Lin saw right through him.
He wasn't annoyed; he simply pushed Yu Tang's shoulders, pressed him down onto the bedding, and said with a smile in his eyes, "Of course, it's time to enter the bridal chamber..."
Chapter 22
Died for the villain for the eighth time (22)
"The bridal chamber! The bridal chamber!" Little Jin screamed wildly in Yu Tang's mind, covering her eyes and saying, "[I don't want to see, I don't want to see, host, you guys keep going!]"
Honestly, if you think about it, in all these worlds, Xiao Lin is definitely the most pitiful when it comes to making love.
On their wedding day, he disappeared, a blow that was exponentially greater for Xiao Lin, who had been looking forward to the wedding.
Therefore, it's not unreasonable for the other party to ask for a wedding night.
But, how should I put it, what Yu Tang is more afraid of now is...
What if he and Xiao Lin have just consummated their marriage, and then a different villain appears?
After all, Xiaoxiao had appeared before. Even if Xiaoxiao didn't appear, how would Mu Nancheng explain the chaos in the house if he came back?
"General, you're distracted." Xiao Lin lightly bit Yu Tang's lip, his voice tinged with annoyance: "Are you still thinking about that Mu Nancheng?"
Yu Tang laughed when he heard this.
My worries dissipated.
He felt he should just let things take their course and deal with future troubles later; the most urgent thing now was to appease Xiao Lin.
Enjoy the joy of this reunion.
He propped himself up slightly, turned his head to respond to Xiao Lin, and placed his fingers on the buttons of the other's cotton coat, his voice hoarse: "I've given you my heart, how can I think of anyone else?"
Xiao Lin's eyes widened, as if he were seeing such a charming man for the first time.
The fire in his eyes burned brighter and brighter. He restrained himself and reached out to stroke Yu Tang's face, gently caressing it: "General, I love hearing these kinds of words. Can you say them to me more often in the future?"
Seeing his appearance, Yu Tang couldn't help but soften her heart.
He nodded: "Okay, I'll tell you every day, as many times as you want."
Their clothes slipped off, and the two embraced.
The simple yet cozy country cottage had its curtains drawn early on this day when people should have been preparing for the New Year's Eve dinner.
It concealed the enchanting beauty of the room.
This wedding night was something Xiao Lin had been looking forward to for a long time.
But he was not as reckless and impulsive as Yu Tang had imagined; instead, he remained quite restrained.
What he values more is the sense of security he feels when he embraces Yu Tang.
He used this to tell himself that the person he loved was lying beside him, healthy and well.
There was no war, no raging fire, no horrific carnage. This time, both of them are alive and well.
Live peacefully and happily in this world, using different identities.
"It's New Year's Eve today." In the deliberately large quilt, Xiao Lin hugged Yu Tang tightly, resting his head on the man's shoulder and neck, needing to be close to his skin to feel at ease.
He replied to Yu Tang with a "Hmm?"
Knowing that the kid was still a bit dazed, Yu Tang patted Xiao Lin's shoulder helplessly: "Today is your birthday and also New Year's Eve. We need to start preparing for tonight's New Year's Eve dinner and tomorrow's dumplings before it gets dark."
"Birthday..." Upon hearing this word, Xiao Lin was momentarily dazed.
He reigned as emperor for more than ten years, and every New Year's Eve he would hold a palace banquet as was customary.
However, he never ate the longevity noodles prepared for him by the palace servants.
He believed that as long as he didn't eat, he could stay twenty years old forever until his general returned from the battlefield.
“Yes…” Yu Tang said, “It’s really a coincidence that you regained your memory on New Year’s Eve.”
"Hmm, what a coincidence." Xiao Lin also found it amazing. He nuzzled Yu Tang's neck again and said, "I still think I'm dreaming..."
After cuddling for a while longer, Xiao Lin obediently went to fetch hot water to wash Yu Tang's body.
He intended to do it himself, but the blushing man pushed him into the outer room.
Just kidding, unless Yu Tang is unconscious, this kind of thing wouldn't be easily handed over to the villain.
Firstly, because I feel embarrassed, and secondly, based on past experience, this kind of behavior can easily lead to an accidental conflict, which is really unacceptable.
After tidying up, Yu Tang stared blankly at the chickens flapping around in the yard.
In the end, they didn't choose to slaughter the chickens. Instead, they herded them into the coop, took out a few eggs, and saved them to make longevity noodles for Xiao Lin.
Despite being told to prepare the New Year's Eve dinner, Xiao Lin took over Yu Tang's job.
He learned how to use a gas stove and a large pot very quickly, and then Yu Tang was ordered to sit there and knead the dough, while he did everything else.
After all, he had taken care of Yu Tang in the same way back in Beiyi City, and he had mastered these cooking skills by heart. How could he bear to let Yu Tang work so hard now?
With practiced ease, Xiao Lin lifted the pot of stewed ribs, a smile playing on his lips, his tone tinged with smugness: "That Mu Nancheng is definitely not as good at cooking as me. So, all things considered, I'm still the better cook."
He said to Yu Tang, "So, General, you should forget about him quickly; he's not worth your affection."
"The person you like is Xiao Lin, a man of integrity and uprightness, not some Mu Nancheng."
Yu Tang paused in kneading the dough, then looked helplessly at Xiao Lin.
Is this kid still jealous?
Why do you have to take Mu Nancheng so seriously?
He sighed and nodded, "Okay, I know, I like you the most."