Urban Romantic Divine Doctor

Xu Wendong’s aura was steady, firmly controlling the Flying Sword that emitted a chilling cold light.

The sword’s body was slender, appearing like a stream of silver lightning in the night, carrying them with the force of breaking wind, rapidly moving through the vast night sky.

The dark night stretched around them, and the sparkling stars seemed like gems meticulously embedded in black silk, twinkling, creating a dreamy and mysterious atmosphere for their journey home.

Ye Qiu nestled closely against Xu Wendong’s back, her cheek lightly touching his broad back. She could clearly feel Xu Wendong’s scorching temperature and the powerful energy flowing continuously within him.

The howling night wind swept past her ears, but Ye Qiu’s heart was incredibly calm, wrapped in an unprecedented sense of security.

In her heart, as long as Xu Wendong was beside her, she feared nothing, even if the sky was falling.

Unbeknownst to her, Ye Qiu’s thoughts drifted back to the thrilling scene from not long ago.

At that time, Xu Wendong was like a War God descending from the heavens, single-handedly breaking into the Xuanyin Sect.

Nearly ten thousand fierce cultivators surrounded him, yet there was no trace of fear in his eyes. The powerful aura he exuded made even those wolf-like enemies instinctively feel fear.

Every time he swung his arm and cast a spell, it was accompanied by earth-shaking force.

Those fierce attacks, his elegant and agile demeanor, were deeply imprinted in Ye Qiu’s heart, impossible to forget.

Recalling these scenes, Ye Qiu’s heart was like a calm lake being disturbed by a stone, creating ripples, causing her heart to flutter.

Her breath unconsciously became rapid, warm breaths gently brushing against Xu Wendong’s back.

At this moment, in Ye Qiu’s eyes, Xu Wendong was that legendary hero walking on a rainbow cloud, wearing dazzling battle garments.

He was her most solid reliance in this complex world, her longing and destined home.

Throughout the journey, neither spoke, only the wind whistling by their ears.

Before long, they returned to Qingyuan.

Under Ye Qiu’s guidance, Xu Wendong landed at a detached villa.

The villa was silent, moonlight like water, spilling into the courtyard.

Xu Wendong held Ye Qiu steadily, each step taken with extreme caution, as if the floor beneath his feet had become incredibly fragile.

The soft moonlight passed through the sheer curtains, like silver gauze, spilling into the room, elongating their shadows.

Reaching the bedside, he slightly bent down, gently placing Ye Qiu on the soft bed like placing a precious treasure, his eyes full of tenderness and compassion.

Xu Wendong leaned slightly, meeting Ye Qiu’s gaze, his face full of concern.

His voice was gentle yet urgent, with an almost imperceptible tremor: ”How do you feel? Is anything uncomfortable?”

Ye Qiu weakly shook her head, the corner of her mouth barely forming a faint smile, which seemed a bit powerless on her pale face, but was full of reassurance: ”No, I’m fine.”

Her voice was as light as a breeze but carried the fatigue of surviving a calamity.

Xu Wendong responded softly, slightly straightening up, looking gently at Ye Qiu, and said softly, ”I’m here with you. Rest assured, don’t think of anything.”

Ye Qiu hesitated for a moment after hearing this.

Her cheeks suddenly flushed, like clouds dyed by the sunset, appearing particularly charming under the soft light.

She gently bit her lower lip, looking both shy and slightly expectant, whispered: ”You fought with so many enemies earlier, you must be exhausted, right? How about... we lie down and rest together.”

Her gaze was evasive, not daring to meet Xu Wendong’s eyes.

Upon hearing Ye Qiu’s suggestion, Xu Wendong truly felt fatigue surging over him like a tide.

He only felt dizzy, every thought slowing down, his limbs heavy as if being dragged by boulders, each movement requiring all his strength.

Indeed, given his current strength, forcibly engaging in Sword Flight was already consuming, let alone traveling long distances back to Qingyuan with Ye Qiu.

With this in mind, Xu Wendong’s lips slightly curved into a warm smile, trying to dispel Ye Qiu’s worries: ”I’ll go to the room next door, very close by. If anything happens, you call me anytime, I’ll come right over.”

”Don’t go!” Ye Qiu clutched Xu Wendong’s wrist urgently, like holding onto the only hope in the darkness.

Her gaze flashed with shyness but more with nervousness and helplessness, her eyes slightly reddened, her voice carrying a trembling plea: ”Stay with me, please? Being alone... I’m really scared.”

Saying this, her fingers unconsciously tightened, as if fearing Xu Wendong would suddenly disappear.

Xu Wendong looked at Ye Qiu’s pleading eyes, and the softest part of his heart was touched lightly.

After a moment’s hesitation, he nodded slowly, said softly: ”Alright, I’ll stay with you.” With that, he carefully sat down by the bed, trying his utmost to move gently, fearing to disturb Ye Qiu.

The room was extremely quiet, only their slight breathing.

Xu Wendong lay down slowly, maintaining a slight distance with Ye Qiu, yet even so, he could clearly feel Ye Qiu’s presence, smell the alluring fragrance on her.

The dim light cast their silhouettes on the wall, their outlines interwoven in the light and shadow.

Ye Qiu felt Xu Wendong lying beside her, her heart surged with an unusual warmth and peace.

She slightly turned over, secretly glancing at Xu Wendong, only to see him gazing at the ceiling, his face seeming to carry a trace of tension and restraint.

Ye Qiu’s heartbeat quickened, she hesitated repeatedly, but finally reached out her hand, gently grasping Xu Wendong’s clothing hem.

Xu Wendong felt the movement at the hem of his clothes, his body slightly stiffened, then relaxed.

He turned his head, meeting Ye Qiu’s affectionate eyes. The two exchanged glances, as if time froze at that moment, the air in the room growing increasingly ambiguous.

Ye Qiu’s cheeks flushed again, this time even more intensely, her eyes full of shyness and anticipation.

Xu Wendong’s heartbeat also uncontrollably accelerated, looking at Ye Qiu’s lovely face, his heart surged with an uncontrollable impulse.

Yet he didn’t lose his rationality, smiled brightly, and softly said, ”Sleep!”

Ye Qiu’s blush intensified, she hesitated for a moment, seemingly in an internal conflict, then she mustered the courage, nervously looking at Xu Wendong: ”Mister Xu, I have a wish, can you fulfill it?”

Xu Wendong chuckled and said: ”You risked your life for me, and I have long remembered this in my heart, any condition of yours, I can fulfill!”

Ye Qiu looked at Xu Wendong affectionately, her eyes full of shyness and expectation: ”I want to be your woman!”