Looking into Bai Lingmiao's pleading eyes, Li Huowang struggled, but in the end, his hands trembled as he let go.
Standing there, Li Huowang watched Bai Lingmiao take hold of the Purple Tassel Sword once again. He watched as the pain in her eyes was gradually replaced by indifference and relief.
The Bai Lingmiao from before was back.
At that moment, Li Huowang finally understood. Being possessed by Evil Qi was never the real problem; it never had been. The real trouble was the unchangeable reality: he had killed Bai Lingmiao's entire family.
"Heh heh." Bai Lingmiao laughed again, this time her laughter filled with ease and comfort.
She bent over to dip the lead comb in the vinegar bowl and continued combing her hair before the Copper Mirror, seeming to be in a good mood.
Looking at her back, Li Huowang finally relented. His lips quivered slightly as he walked up behind her and gently embraced her.
"Don't worry, no matter what you become, you'll always be my Miaomiao."
