Can you guess who is the male in the picture above? This is the start of the final arc. Let's go!
Chapter 14: You, too
"Yan Zun," Wang Huan cried, her kneels fell to the floor, "Yan Zun."
But, only silence met her cries.
Instead of feeling increasingly sad as her sobs grew more uncontrollable, Wang Huan felt a sense of indignation well up inside of her. She coughed and slapped her palm on the ground, "Yan Zun, the first time I cried for a boy, it was for you. Are you always going to make me cry for you?"
She saw the leaves that had fallen on the ground started to be rustled by a rising wind and a smile crept onto her lips. She watched as the winds circled all the trees and the spider webs disappeared.
She had not seen him for almost a hundred years, but she recognised him immediately. His robe of white, his long dark hair, his delicately carved face, as if he was a handsome figure made of glass.
His gentle eyes crinkled upwards as if to signal he couldn't do anything about her. Wang Huan felt her sobs stop as her breathing stabilised. She smiled.
He sighed, but she could see that his eyes were happy.
"I have appeared, why are you still crying?" He asked softly, as he went up to her to lift her from the ground.
Wang Huan touched the tips of her eyes and realised that tears were still slowly falling from her eyes. But, these were not tears of sadness.
She smiled. "Yan Zun," she called again, as if she could not believe this foreign sound coming out of her lips.
She looked at him expectantly, refusing to take his hand. Yan Zun laughed lightly, then his eyes became serious as he intoned earnestly, "Wang Huan, Wang Huan, Wang Huan."
She placed her hand in his. She felt her heart rise as he lifted her up, "You are back."
"I am," Yan Zun replied, "Though, I am not supposed to see you yet."
"Indeed, he is not," Wang Huan heard a familiar voice echo from the entrance of the courtyard. She turned her head and glared at An Hun. An Hun had been busy with Prince Sun and refused to tell her about their plans......
An Hun gave his younger sister his usual cavalier smile, "Wang Huan, now that Yan Zun is back, you aren't happy to see your big brother anymore?"
"I have to go," Yan Zun nodded his head lightly to Wang Huan and walked towards An Hun. He turned his head back slightly before exiting, "I'm glad you are well, Wang Huan."
An Hun watched as Yan Zun exited the courtyard. He hid a smile, he had warned Xi Yang that bringing Yan Zun back would complicate his own relationship with Wang Huan... but Xi Yang insisted that Yan Zun was necessary. In some ways, he was necessary to both Xi Yang's plans to take revenge on the person who poisoned Wang Huan and also to his own plans to ascend the throne in the Dark Realms --- the return of the long exiled leader of the Spider Demon Tribe would also herald a new power imbalance in the insect demon tribes in the Dark Realm. An Hun could already sense the fresh blood that would be shed.
He had to admit - he was excited.
Lightly, very lightly, Xi Yang descended in the garden of Yue's palace. In her wait for Xi Yang, Yue had already dozed off on the stone table. Xi Yang watched as the moonlight fell on Yue's sleeping face, he did not know whether to laugh or cry --- already a wife, a mother, an Empress, but still as usual, the sleepy moon maiden.
In many ways, he was glad. In many ways, Yue will always be his Yue.
He sat down on the stone table and tapped Yue's forehead lightly. She easily stirred awake and smiled at the sight of Xi Yang. Her eyes widened in concern when she saw how dusty Xi Yang's robes were - in all her years with Xi Yang, she had never seen him untidy.
Xi Yang warmed the pot of tea on the stone table and poured tea for both of them. He said, "I had to travel to a far away place to settle important affairs. I had no time to clean up before I arrived."
Yue smiled as she pointed at the carefully packed bundle on the table, "You rushed so much just for a package of red hot spicy pork? That doesn't sound like you, Xi Yang Ge Ge (older brother)."
"Perhaps so," Xi Yang nodded as he stared at the moon, "How did you know you loved Hsiao?"