Qiu Yongkang silently retreated and looked up at the night sky. The stars were like chess pieces scattered across the sky. Which one was the autumn moon? It was said that after death, people would become stars.
Ji Shuisheng's words touched Su Qing. It was as if the spring breeze melted ice, and she felt warm in her heart.
She would have found these words mushy if she had heard them in her previous life. However, after experiencing too many cold and ruthless killings, Ji Shuisheng's words made her feel it was rare. She wanted to see the world's prosperity with him.
Together, they would create a peaceful and prosperous world, grow ten thousand mu of fertile land, and live their desired life.
Seeing Su Qing's sparkling black eyes looking at him, Ji Shuisheng almost couldn't help but lower his head to kiss her. Qing'er was very sweet. Every time he kissed her, she would fall asleep with this sweetness.
