Volume 1, Chapter 57 – These Are Our Memories

The next morning, Song Shiyuan once again saw the little fox demon she had been longing for.

She came as promised.

Still wearing that plain servant’s dress, with her hair tied in a cute maiden’s bun.

She stood among the flowers, bathed in morning light, with colorful butterflies fluttering around her, like a flower fairy descended from heaven.

Song Shiyuan was somewhat stunned by the sight.

In that instant, Song Shiyuan even felt that in terms of appearance and grace alone, the little fox demon before her surpassed even that seductive nine-tailed Fox Monarch.

Fox demons were all heaven’s favored children.

And her little fox demon was a treasured jade among them, especially blessed by the divine.

“Ming Zhaoxi…” Song Shiyuan murmured the name softly.

“Song Shiyuan.” The silver-haired little fox demon walked gracefully toward Song Shiyuan.

Song Shiyuan felt that something about her little fox demon had changed.

After just one night apart, the little fox demon seemed to have matured somewhat, no longer appearing as timid and naive as before.

This maturity didn’t refer to her appearance, but rather to a certain naturally emanating temperament.

The little fox demon’s cherry lips parted slightly as she said softly, “Song Shiyuan… about what you said, Axi thought about it yesterday.”

Song Shiyuan’s expression became serious as she pulled her thoughts back from those irrelevant matters.

She felt inexplicably nervous. “So… what’s your answer?”

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The little fox demon didn’t answer directly. Instead, she stared deeply at Song Shiyuan with her beautiful fox eyes, as if trying to see through her entirely.

Song Shiyuan felt like a suspect awaiting judgment, her heart full of anxiety.

The little fox demon didn’t make Song Shiyuan wait too long. Just as Song Shiyuan’s nervously accelerating heartbeat grew faster, she heard the little fox demon’s pleasant voice.

“Actually… Axi doesn’t know if this decision is right or wrong.” The little fox demon spoke slowly in a soft voice. “Axi doesn’t know what will happen in the future after making this decision.”

“But there’s always been a voice in Axi’s mind that makes her willing to trust you.”

“It also gives Axi the courage to face that unknown future.”

The little fox demon looked at Song Shiyuan seriously with her beautiful eyes. “Axi thinks that should be the future that belongs to us.”

Song Shiyuan froze, her lips pressed lightly together.

She felt her heart beating even more violently than before.

This feeling wasn’t like the pain of that night, nor the anger of that evening.

This was joy, this was the beating of excitement.

Song Shiyuan felt unable to suppress the happiness in her heart. She quickly stepped forward and pulled the little fox demon who belonged to her into her embrace.

The little fox demon didn’t resist, obediently burying her head in the crook of Song Shiyuan’s neck.

“Ming Zhaoxi, is everything you said true?” Song Shiyuan held her. “Ming Zhaoxi, I’m so happy.”

“Of course, Song Shiyuan.” Lu Zhuxin squinted her eyes with pleasure.

She raised her hand and gently circled Song Shiyuan’s waist, tightening her arms.

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Such a slender waist. It was hard to imagine that this was actually a body of steel hiding the brute strength of a dragon or elephant.

This was a sword cultivator who specialized in war and slaughter, not as delicate and soft as a fox demon.

However, no matter how powerful the sword cultivator, their lips were still soft when kissed.

Lu Zhuxin leaned against Song Shiyuan and said softly, “You know, in the eyes of sword cultivators, fox demons have always liked to deceive people.”

“Axi can deceive anyone, but she doesn’t want to deceive you.”

Song Shiyuan held her, and the sensations transmitted from various parts of her body allowed her to clearly feel the softness of the girl in her arms.

Fox demons really were so soft.

Every time she held her, Song Shiyuan couldn’t help but sigh.

The fragrant, soft girl was impossible to put down.

Unlike Song Shiyuan herself… a Nascent Soul stage sword cultivator who trained her body could, even without using magical power, split a boulder 3 meters in diameter in half with her bare hands.

Hidden beneath the slender, fair skin was powerful muscle.

“Axi…” Song Shiyuan held her, as if she couldn’t wait to merge her into her own body immediately.

“Let me take you to see where we met, and where we lived together,” she said.

“Mm.” The little fox demon responded softly in her arms.

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Song Shiyuan brought the little fox demon back to her courtyard.

“Axi, this is where we met.” Song Shiyuan pointed to the flower bushes in the courtyard.

“When I saw you then, you were so small and thin, holding bedding. You said you’d prepared it for me…”

“At that time, I was thinking, why would there be such a small fox demon in the Fox Palace…”

“Later, you used your pheromones on me. I was shocked. Are all fox demons this forward…”

Song Shiyuan reminisced about times past to the little fox demon while facing the courtyard, speaking in detail.

As if they really had experienced a beautiful past together.

Lu Zhuxin didn’t expose her. She just watched Song Shiyuan’s profile attentively as she narrated vividly, only occasionally responding.

Song Shiyuan’s appearance actually completely matched Lu Zhuxin’s aesthetic preferences.

She wasn’t elegantly proud like Hu Xian’er, nor naturally seductive like Hu Mei’er, and certainly not dazzling, passionate, and aggressive like Ming Zhaoxi.

She was actually more like a gentle, approachable girl next door. Not transcendently unworldly, but more likely to evoke affection and closeness.

If there came a day when she could no longer see such a face, Lu Zhuxin would feel very reluctant.

“How is it? Did you remember something?” Song Shiyuan asked gently.

Of course, she didn’t hope the little fox demon would recover her memories. At least, she couldn’t recover those painful memories.

“No.” Lu Zhuxin looked at that face and answered very perfunctorily.

She couldn’t even be bothered to expose how much artistic embellishment Song Shiyuan had mixed into her reminiscence just now.

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This sweet girl Song Shiyuan was now full of devious thoughts.

Song Shiyuan heard the perfunctory tone in the little fox demon’s words.

She turned her head and only then discovered the little fox demon had been staring intently at her face the whole time.

She asked, “What’s wrong? Is there something dirty on my face?”

“No… I just think your face is very beautiful.” Lu Zhuxin reached out to cup Song Shiyuan’s cheeks. “It makes me really want to kiss it.”

Words full of suggestive intent.

Song Shiyuan looked at the little fox demon’s face so close at hand, her throat unconsciously rolling.

There was more than one face that made people want to kiss it.

The little fox demon’s face was clearly more attractive.

Song Shiyuan subconsciously leaned in closer. She wanted to slowly approach those pink, moist red lips, wanting to taste her flavor again like last time.

Lu Zhuxin turned her head away. She looked toward the room with a curved smile.

“I’m a bit tired. Let’s go inside and rest for a while.”

After speaking, she released her hands from cupping Song Shiyuan’s face and walked toward the room with a relaxed, smiling expression.

Song Shiyuan swallowed and sighed quietly. “Tormenting little vixen…”