Fall: Rebirth

The night wind was cold, like a sharp sword blade slashing across the face, bringing a chill. Qingli couldn't help but frown slightly, and subconsciously reached out to tighten the collar of his clothes.

Xia Ya noticed her actions with sharp eyes and asked with concern: "What's wrong? Are you feeling cold?"

Hearing Xiaya's greeting, Cang Yan's already tightly furrowed brows twisted together like a knot and locked even tighter. He stared at Qingli worriedly, his eyes full of concern.

Qingli shook her head lightly and replied in a voice as gentle as the sound of nature: "Don't worry, I'm just a little tired."

The breeze was like a gentle and considerate lover, gently caressing Qingli's silky hair, as if whispering endless love and attachment; the breeze was like a light and nimble butterfly, dancing gracefully, gently brushing Qingli's cheeks, which were slightly flushed due to drunkenness, bringing a hint of coolness.

At this moment, Qingli's eyes slowly closed like a deep and tranquil lake, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, casting a faint shadow under the moonlight, making her look more graceful and charming.

Cang Yan stared quietly at Qingli in front of him, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart, as if a stone was thrown into the calm lake, causing ripples.

He hesitated for a while, and finally raised his finger gently. In an instant, a colorful and dazzling light gushed out from his fingertips. Then, a soft and comfortable blanket appeared in the air like magic and slowly fell down.

Cang Yan carefully controlled his strength and with a light wave of his fingers, the blanket automatically covered Qingli's petite body as if it had life.

Qingli seemed to feel the extra warmth on her body. She was slightly stunned, then quickly raised her head, and her eyes happened to meet Cangyan's.

The moment their eyes met, Qingli's eyes revealed a hint of surprise and astonishment, but he quickly regained his composure.

She opened her red lips slightly, and her voice was as small as a mosquito's hum: "Thank you..." Although these two words were spoken very softly and low, they were clearly heard by Cang Yan.

Seeing this, Ziying couldn't help but feel playful. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he said with a smile: "I never expected it! The Cang Yan God, who is always known for being cold, thrifty and serious, can actually be so considerate. It really opened my eyes. I don't know which goddess will be lucky enough to marry such an excellent man in the future."

Cang Yan was a little confused by Ziying's sudden words. He widened his eyes and stared at Ziying blankly. He was at a loss for a moment and didn't know how to respond.

Xiya, who was sitting next to him, saw all of this. Her beautiful eyes flashed slightly, and she immediately understood Cang Yan's embarrassing situation. So, she smiled gently, as beautiful as a flower blooming in spring, and at the same time, she waved her jade hand lightly, and after a flash of light, a pot of fine wine appeared in her palm.

Xia whispered softly, "Lord Ziying, you have come to visit our elves. How can you miss the opportunity to taste our unique wine? This is the treasure I carefully brewed."

"Oh? A unique wine?" Ziying's eyes lit up when he heard it, and his face showed a look of curiosity. He secretly wondered what was so special about this so-called special wine, and whether it was really as delicious as Xia said.

Xiaya gracefully filled the glass, gently placed it in front of Ziying, and said softly: "This wine not only has a mellow taste and rich aroma, but also has a magical effect that can make you have a sweet dream after you fall asleep at night." As soon as she finished speaking, Xiaya filled another glass for Cangyan.

Just as Xiya was about to continue pouring wine for Qingli, she unexpectedly discovered that Qingli had fallen asleep with one hand on his chin. Looking at Qingli sleeping peacefully, Xiya couldn't help but smile slightly, and then gently put down the wine pot.

"How did she fall asleep?" Ziying picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and found that Qingli had fallen asleep quietly, so he wanted to wake her up.

At this time, Xia raised her hand slightly and made a gesture of silence, signaling Ziying not to make a sound. Then she opened her red lips and said softly, "Goddess Qingli has worked hard for the elves during the day and has consumed a lot of divine power. I think she is tired. In addition, she drank a lot of strong liquor brewed by my father, so she must be intoxicated. Let her sleep!"

Upon hearing this, Ziying slowly withdrew the hand he had just extended and said, "That's fine."

Xiaya smiled sweetly and continued to pour wine for Ziying.