Chapter 132 - Bring It Back Safely To Him

"No," he frowned and slapped his lover in the chest when he felt a bite against his cheek.

"I see."

His cheek was licked and kisses were placed all over his face, causing him to laugh. Wang Li kissed him once more and he sighed into it. Silver eyes watched him with those sad eyes, sadness that he could never seem to remove.

"When I die, my love. Do not be sad."

"I will be sad, devastated, lonely."

"Even the Heavens will never keep me from you, my love. I will always return to you."]

Then they kissed once more, multiple times as if to tattoo their lips to skin. Fingers roamed and touched naked bodies, leading them to another round of expressing their love. Ying Yue turned away when he felt the squeeze against his wrist.

"Bring it back safely to him, won't you, Ah Yue?"

"…"

"Ying Yue."

"I… why me? I am just-"

"Ah Yue," the seam master shook his head with a sigh, "Ah Li is not the only one who had to face hardships. Being a chosen is a hard burden to bear."

Ying Yue cried once again and closed his golden eyes as his words came back to haunt him.

"Being chosen is an honor, Ah Li."

"I will never leave you Ah Li, unless you tell me too."

"I might be an idiot, but Wang Li is smart. Does that not mean we are perfect for one another?"

"I want you to only love me."

"I don't want to sleep alone."

"Ah Li, I missed you."

"I don't want you to be lonely."

"I love you, my husband."

"I will do everything to save him."

"I will protect him."

"Come back to me, Ah Li. Come back."

"My dearest husband."

Then the voice of the Jade Emperor floated through his mind.

"With your return, you must do what you were chosen for. Bring balance."

Then the voice of his master returned.

"You are to kill him. You know what you must do."

Then the voice of Madame Yun.

"The heavens will see to it that the prophecy is uphold. Do not make him struggle, Heaven's Chosen."

Then… his husband's voice echoed in his mind.

"You will be the death of me."

Ying Yue shook his head and clutched the man before him as he shut his eyes. He cried and cried, but the truth burned in his soul. His heart felt like it was stabbed so deeply, hitting him deadly over and over again. He choked on nothing but lack of air and Sheng Shui held him closer.

"You should see him, Ah Yue. He prepared and worked really hard for you. He used a lot of his power to create this welcoming world for you, like before."

"Stop," he mumbled out and cried harder.

"Don't be upset," the seam master laughed patting his back, "It is romantic, don't you think?"

"No! None of this is romantic! Does he not think about me? How angry I would be? He's selfish! Selfish… I…"

He heard the sigh against his ear and Ying Yue opened his watery golden eyes to peer over his friend's shoulder. He was angry that all this was happening, and Wang Li never once told him about his plan. He was upset that his husband never thought about his own feelings and could have left him alone.

Yet, Ying Yue knew that it wasn't at all true. Wang Li had told him, but he would never listen. Wang Li was selfish, but so was he. Wang Li did think of him… still was.

"I am so tired, Ah Shui. I really am."

"Hmm," Sheng Shui leaned his head against his own head before pulling back. He searched the sad look on the platinum blonde and he sighed. Breathing out a smile he held onto soft cheeks.

"You've dreamed of him for so long, Ah Yue. Be beside him a little longer, before it is too late, won't you?"

He could tell Heaven's Chosen would rather avoid returning back to reality, so he did not need to do what he had to.

'Forgive me, Ying Yue.'

Smashing his lips into the blonde, he could feel Ying Yue trying to pull away. Sheng Shui held onto the face tighter, and then he felt hands on his chest. He pulled away when the fighting stopped and he let out a soft laugh.

"Bring it back safely to him, Ah Yue."

Golden eyes blinked widely at him and Sheng Shui smiled to the Chosen One.

"I will," Ying Yue whispered shakily.

"Goodbye, Ying Yue. Thank you, for letting me live longer than I should. To let me love him a little longer."

Sheng Shui whispered and pressed their foreheads together. Ying Yue shut his eyes as his emotions flooded and pushed his hand through, clutching his lover's essence in his palm. The warmth of Sheng Shui faded and all Ying Yue heard was the man in red's voice calling to him, as his tears fell.

"I'll be waiting."

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[Earlier event- Sect Leader Yang and Mo Chou POV]

The redheaded cultivator looked at Sect Leader Yang and he nodded. The young leader went to drag the blonde. He groaned pulling Heaven's Chosen to the adjacent room. Grunting, he couldn't believe how heavy the man was.

'Shouldn't he be light like air?' He frowned reaching the threshold of the new room.

Leaning the freckled face man against the wall, he sat before the Chosen One and tilted his head. His eyes dragged down from head to toes before back to the sleeping perfect face. The walls shook and the beautiful man fell forward against him. The young leader hummed and wrapped his arms around the blonde with a smile.

Footsteps neared him and he looked up to see Mo Chou staring at him with narrowed eyes.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing," he smiled but saw the blade pointing at him as the man narrowed his purple eyes.

"Move away from him."

"What are you doing?" Sect Leader Yang frowned and glared at the tanned man.

"Move away from him," Mo Chou stated again and stepped forward, bringing the tip of the blade closer to his neck.

The sect leader placed Heaven's Chosen down to lay on the floor and stood up slowly. He hummed with a frown and placed a finger on the blade aimed at him. Moving it, it did not budge and his eyes narrowed further.

"Do you plan to attack me, Mo Chou. I suggest you reconsider your actions."

"And I suggest you reconsider yours, Sect Leader Yang."

"What do you mean?"

Mo Chou let out a laugh as his brows dipped down low. He stepped forward making the man bred in wealth to step back. He continued until he was before the blonde on the floor.

"Do you truly think no one will know what you have done, Ah Yang? Playing innocent never suited you."

The man in green's brows dipped down low as a smirk spread across his youthful face.

"I am quite innocent, Ah Chou. Whatever you are accusing me of, I did not do and if I did, you had no proof."

The young man tilted his head and tapped his fan on his cheek, as his brown eyes assessed the man before him.

"To accuse the higher class, Ah Chou," he tsked, "Have you not learned from the last time?"

Mo Chou tightened his hilt on his sword and gritted his teeth. Brown eyes twinkled as Sect Leader Yang's lips spread wider into a grin.

"Do you think no one know where you came from? A poor mother with nothing to offer. Instead of being honored for your lord, you spit on his feet and left only to crawl back when he was on his deathbed," the brunette opened his fan to laugh menacingly, "Definitely something a lowlife would do."

The man in blue laughed and tightened his grasp around his hilt.

"A lowlife, yes. One who was taken in by pity, but Shu Yang, I at least am unafraid of leaving the palace. Your obsession with Heaven's Chosen is despicable. Do you think no one speaks of the statues of his naked form in your room? To request such a thing from one of the Heavens," he stepped forward with a slow grin, "You should be honored my king did not kill you where you stood."

The one in green scowled and stomped his feet, like a bull ready to rush forward.

"It is all his fault! He stained my beloved Chosen One. No one is to have him!"

"No one but you?" Mo Chou laughed, "Hah! He would not choose you in any lifetime, Ah Yang. My king would never let you get close to him again."

A growl sounded from the young man as the air around the man in green rise. Purple eyes widened before they narrowed. Shu Yang attacked with his fan raised to smack against his blade.

"Do not think me weak, Momo," the young leader mocked out, "The Heavens had rewarded me."