Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Chapter 514 Cause and Effect, Reincarnation (The End)

Gu Yao grabbed Shen Juan's hand, rubbed her palm against his cheek, and looked up at her. "Fox, from now on, you will be my wife. Being the wife of a god is not easy, so you'd better be prepared."

Shen Juan lowered her head and touched Gu Yao's forehead, her voice trembling slightly, "I couldn't ask for it."

From the very beginning of the name Chen Juan, thousands of years ago, it was created for Gu Yao.

To be immersed in and attached to something.

That encompassed Shen Juan's deep love for Gu Yao.

Even knowing it was a hopeless love, they still indulged in it, clinging to the lofty deity.

She prayed, begging him to look at her even once.

Even knowing that she was just a drop in the ocean among all living beings, she still couldn't help but fall for him.

Foxes are loyal.

Once you've chosen someone, it's for life.

After a century of living together, the name Gu Yao has long been etched into Shen Juan's heart.

O divine beings, born of heaven and earth, could you please show some favoritism and leave me a little space in your hearts?

The answer he always got was—no.

God loves the world.

But I cannot love one person.

He cannot be biased.

The entire Shangqing Realm and the Six Realms are watching him; he cannot afford to make a single wrong move.

Rescuing Shen Juan was already a risky undertaking.

Chen Juan buried her face in Gu Yao's neck, inhaling the fragrance of plum blossoms, her voice muffled, "My lord, have you truly never shown favoritism?"

Gu Yao paused, his raised hand still, but he did not answer.

Why isn't it there?

Even unintentionally, the century-long companionship has moved more than just one person.

He liked Shen Juan's flamboyant and unrestrained nature.

She didn't want him to waste his countless years with her.

She was originally a beautiful and gorgeous red fox, but for him she transformed into a white fox, pretending to be like this lifeless Su Chen Mountain.

Even the plum blossoms on Suchen Mountain are white.

It exudes a heavy, gloomy atmosphere.

And Chen Juan was that only bright spot.

The little fox said he wanted to stay by my side.

But how could he bear to do it?

He had become a bodhisattva on a high seat, but this was his birth responsibility.

How could he allow the carefree young man to sit with him on the high platform in solitude?

Ask yourself honestly, are you willing to give it up?

He looks down on all living beings from the high platform, but is also watched by them.

Every move must be flawless.

I can live this kind of life.

Deep affection is not acceptable.

My own little fox should be happy and carefree.

Shen Juan lowered her eyelashes, as if she knew the answer, and said nothing more, simply quietly transforming back into her original form.

This time it's the red fox.

The fiery red color fell on the snow, as intense as a burning fire.

Gu Yao nestled in Chen Juan's arms, just as she had for the past hundred years.

It feels like being on a warm spring day.

Snowflakes cannot penetrate, and the wind cannot disturb.

Gu Yao also fell into a deep sleep.

One fox tail shielded the young man, another fox tail encircled Gu Yao, and finally, the last fox tail covered the young man's body.

Sunlight shone on the two of them.

It is a time of peace and tranquility.

When Gu Yao woke up again, Shen Juan was not by his side.

Pushing open the door, I saw that the white plum blossoms that used to grow in the yard had all turned into red plum blossoms.

A young man dressed in red is tiptoeing as he trims the flower branches.

He waved and ran towards Gu Yao, carrying a large bunch of red plum blossoms.

"Didn't you say you like red, sir? Do you like these red plum blossoms?"

Gu Yao took the red plum blossom from Shen Juan's hand, shook his head, and remained silent.

He looked up at Shen Juan.

Suddenly he burst into laughter.

"Shen Juan, are you an idiot? What I like has never been red."

But you.

Gu Yao didn't say the last sentence, but for some reason, Shen Juan suddenly understood.

He lowered his head and kissed the young man's cheek. "I know."

Me too.

Plum blossoms fell all over the ground, and branches were broken by messy footsteps.

With a bang, the door was slammed shut.

The soft, warm touch traveled from my lips to my chin, down to my collarbone.

"Sigh~"

Gu Yao nudged Shen Juan in dissatisfaction.

"Are you a dog?"

His emerald eyes, half-lit and half-shadowed, revealed a predatory possessiveness. His slightly rough fingertips pressed against his lips, which moved slightly apart, and his eyes held a burning love that could destroy the world. "Heh, so you know that foxes are canines, don't you, sir?"

Before he could finish speaking, a deluge of kisses rained down on him.

As the bed curtains were lightly drawn, an even heavier and deeper kiss descended.

Passionate and unrestrained.

Every inch of Gu Yao's mouth was contaminated.

Gu Yao began to struggle, raising his foot to kick, but forgot how awkward their current position was.

Instead of retreating, Shen Juan advanced, using her knee to pin Gu Yao's leg down, and then pressed his struggling hands together against the headboard.

Gu Yao: "Mmm..."

When the kiss ended, Gu Yao was left only panting.

On the contrary, Shen Juan only blushed slightly.

He looked at the young man whose snow-white eyes were brimming with tears, his eyes red and swollen, his rough fingertips pressing down on the already reddened corners of his eyes, making the redness even deeper.

His tone was somewhat forlorn.

“My lord, I’ve wanted to do this for a long time. A little fox named Shen Juan has really liked you for many years.”

Once a crack appears in the love that has lasted for years, it can no longer be controlled.

Shen Juan was never a gentleman; hidden beneath his gentle facade was a madman.

She was just putting on a good act in front of Gu Yao.

He can act obediently in front of someone he likes, and that's something he does willingly.

But now that they are in love, they naturally want to do everything in the world that brings them joy.

The pent-up love surged within her, and her emerald eyes darkened.

Before Gu Yao could answer, no matter what, Gu Yao was bound to get away.

He no longer tried to hide it.

In the dim light, Chen Juan followed the scent of plum blossoms and kissed it again.

Her snowy eyes quickly welled up with moisture, like Changbai Mountain shrouded in morning mist.

The mist quickly condensed into teardrops, which fell down in a soft patter.

Shen Juan felt a dampness.

But he didn't stop.

He was like a drowning man desperately seeking a lifeline, desperately trying to draw life from Gu Yao.

He held Gu Yao tightly.

Gu Yao let him do as he pleased.

He seemed to know all of Shen Juan's anxieties. His vision was blurry, and he reached out and touched Shen Juan's cheek. "Shen Juan, you can do whatever you want. Don't be afraid."

Whether in body or in heart, Gu Yao now belongs only to Shen Juan.

Shen Juan was stunned for a moment.

Then came the boundless beauty of spring.

For Gu Yao, "Gu" is not a surname.

To consider the fate of the people and to calculate destiny.

This is the true meaning of the name Gu Yao.

This was also Gu Yao's admonition to himself.

As a divine ruler, you must shoulder the responsibilities of a divine ruler.

He was an unparalleled diviner, yet he could not foresee the hearts of men, nor could he fathom his own heart.

Shen Juan once said that their meeting was a blessing.

And isn't that also true for Gu Yao?

Outside Fusang City, the Bodhisattva on the high platform embraced the everyday life of humankind.