Qing Muye transformed it into a trick, stuffing something into Meng Jingwei's ear.
"What did you put in?" Meng Jingwei asked, feeling something new in her ear.
"A micro-earpiece, it translates automatically."
He reached out and pinched her cheek, saying earnestly, "I know you don't understand the language of the Hidden Clan, so I had this made a long time ago. I've had people test it, and the effect is very good. You should need it."
The meticulous care, all his affection for her, was reflected in the details. Meng Jingwei was so touched that she didn't know what to say.
"A Ye, you're so good to me, I... I... I have no way to repay you."
Excessive pampering placed a great psychological burden on Meng Jingwei.
Qing Muye's unilateral giving, and her endless greedy taking, made her doubt herself, wondering if she was useless, why did everything require Qing Muye to do it for her?
"What are you thinking? You're my wife, what kind of repayment do you want?"
He paused, then added, "If you really want to repay me, then promise me you'll never leave me in this life. Ah Wei, remember, I'm a very possessive person. When I dote on you, I can give you the world, but the only thing I cannot accept is betrayal. If one day, you betray me..."
"What will happen?"
Meng Jingwei felt a surge of curiosity.
"I will..." he lowered his voice and whispered into Meng Jingwei's ear, "imprison you by my side forever."
"Pfft..."
Faced with Qing Muye's serious demeanor, Meng Jingwei instead smiled, "That day will never come."
She vowed with certainty.
Meng Jingwei knew herself to be grateful. Qing Muye gave her his heart and soul, how could she possibly betray him?
"Regardless, I'm truly very touched." She hugged his waist, her fingers restlessly caressing his skin, enjoying the beauty of the moment.
As she was thinking, she suddenly asked again, "If I miss you one day, how will I contact you? After all, coming to the Hidden Clan, you definitely can't leave in three to five months."
The matter of the Hidden Clan was of utmost importance, a single move affecting the entire situation. It was easy for them to come here, but leaving would likely be as difficult as ascending to heaven.
Yet, Meng Jingwei was wary of the Hidden Clan's power, and had no choice but to come.
This predicament left her very passive.
"As long as you say you miss me, I will appear before you immediately," he said.
"Tch, you say that like it's a movie. Do you think you can fly here in an instant with your sword-flying skills?"
Hearing her dismissive words, Qing Muye merely smiled, offering no explanation.
"Oh right. Do you also know that Han Junyan and Li Yun'er have already arrived in the Hidden Clan?"
Meng Jingwei guessed that since Qing Muye had arrived at the Hidden Clan before her, he must already know that Han Junyan and Li Yun'er had come.
"Mm."
"That's good. They know you, you must be very careful and absolutely do not let them discover you."
The meticulous planning was all for an unexpected strategy upon arriving at the Hidden Clan. If their identities were discovered, all would be lost.
"Don't worry, they won't," Qing Muye said, holding her right hand and interlocking their fingers.
In the darkness, he leaned against the headboard, and she nestled in his embrace, her cheek gently rubbing against his chest, lost in the bliss, unable to extricate herself.
If only time could stop, and remain forever at this moment, how wonderful it would be.
Both of them thought this, their hearts in unison.