Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 1215: The Last Meeting of the Siblings in This Life

Chapter 1215: Chapter 1215: The Last Meeting of the Siblings in This Life

Huo Yunjiao and Qin Ruan had dinner with the old master, chatted for a while after the meal, and then returned to their own small building.

That night, like any other, their family of five exuded warmth in every interaction.

Huo Yao and Huo Anqi, holding their new toys, ran back and forth in the spacious living room, playing chase with great joy.

Qin Ruan knelt on the carpet near the sofa, coaxing Anuan to crawl on the warm carpet.

Huo Yunjiao sat on the sofa, his perfect, exquisite face showing signs of weariness, his eyes also betraying a hint of fatigue.

However, looking at his beloved wife and children, his face bloomed with a tender smile.

Anuan, crawling on the ground, suddenly opened her mouth and called out to Qin Ruan, "Ah woo—"

Her two chubby hands, just an arm’s length away, reached out to grab Qin Ruan’s clothes.

Seeing her adorable little daughter, Qin Ruan’s heart melted, and she opened her arms wide to embrace Anuan in her arms.

She pinched her daughter’s smooth, tender face and praised with a smile, "Anuan is so amazing, being able to crawl at such a young age, you’ll surely be a smart girl when you grow up."

Huo Anqi, running over, heard his mother’s praise for his sister and interjected with a complaint, "My sister is good at everything but being lazy."

Huo Yao, holding a toy in one hand, gently pinched Anuan’s cheek with the other, "But my sister is still very cute."

"Mmm-mmm—"

Anuan, whose cheek was pinched by her brother, was not happy.

Her little mouth pouted, ready to burst into tears at any moment.

Huo Anqi quickly held Anuan’s little hand, his face full of distress, "Did it hurt when he pinched you? Good girl, let’s ignore him."

Huo Yao blinked his big eyes, also looking startled, and quickly knelt in front of Anuan, taking her other little hand, "Brother didn’t mean to, baby, don’t cry."

Under the goofy faces and fun antics of her brothers, the glistening tears in Anuan’s eyes were held back, and she soon started laughing happily.

Huo Yunjiao, leaning on the sofa, watched his wife and children playing and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his heart.

He nearly lost his breath, his distinguished, handsome face turning pale.

Huo Yunjiao touched the spot over his heart, and it took him quite some time before he felt it beating again.

His deep eyes filled with boundless sorrow, he stared intensely at Qin Ruan’s tender smiling face and said in a hoarse voice, "Ruanruan, it’s snowing outside."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ruan and the children all turned to look outside the window.

Indeed, it was snowing.

The cotton-like snowflakes drifted down from the sky.

Qin Ruan, noticing Huo Yunjiao’s overly pale face, handed Anuan over to Huo Yao and Huo Anqi, and stood up to walk to his side, her brows tightly knit, "Are you feeling unwell?"

She took his hand that rested on the edge of the sofa and skillfully channeled Nether Divine Power into him.

Huo Yunjiao took her warm hand in his, his pale lips curving into a tender arc, his voice even softer and barely audible, "Ruanruan, I want to go see the snow."

Qin Ruan wouldn’t refuse him, her smile gracious as she helped him stand, "It’s too cold outside, let’s watch the snow from the glass room, shall we?"

"Alright—"

The couple walked towards the glass room, leaving their three children behind in the hall to play on their own.

South City.

With long hair flowing and enveloped in Demonic Energy, dressed in a traditional black outfit that revealed his perfect figure, Changyuan also seemed to have a premonition.

His blood-filled eyes intently gazed at Xia Yunchen lying on the bed, his strikingly handsome features sharp and aggressive, with a hint of sadness shimmering in his blood-red eyes.

At this moment, the ancient creature Changyuan lost its usual dominance, full of arrogance.

In the silent room, the faint breaths of Xia Yunchen disappeared.

The moment he ceased breathing, Changyuan’s body began to transform slowly, instantly reverting to his original form, his black scales tearing through the fabric of his clothing.

The indestructible original form writhed, carefully crawling beside the lifeless body of Xia Yunchen, its bifurcated, venomous tail hooks afraid of harming the breathless figure on the bed, lay motionless at the foot of the bed.

The vast form of the Hook Snake gently coiled around the emaciated body of Xia Yunchen.

"Roar!!!"

The Hook Snake’s head suddenly lifted, a violent and mournful roar echoing throughout the villa.

The devastating cries of despair could be heard for miles around.

This was the mournful cry of an extremely ferocious ancient mythical beast.

In the bedroom of the master and his servant, several figures soon appeared out of thin air: Lan An, Lingfeng, Hu Yixian, Aqing, and others, all watching with their eyes nearly splitting as Xia Yunchen was entwined by Changyuan.

"Divine Monarch!"

Aqing knelt on the ground, trembling, her knees touching the floor, as tears drop by drop fell from her eyes.

Lan An and Hu Yixian also knelt down one after another.

Hearing the news, other ancient Divine Beasts, upon seeing the scene before them, sequentially knelt down on one knee.

Leading the Divine Beasts were the four most terrifying mythical creatures, who said in a heavy voice, "Our respects to the Divine Monarch!"

The sudden departure of the Divine Monarch also signified that their time to leave the Human Realm had arrived.

The departure of Xia Yunchen was too sudden. Hu Yixian thought of Qin Ruan and immediately took out his phone to notify her.

Huo Mansion.

Inside the glass room of the small building, Huo Yunjiao leaned on a rattan chair, his lower body covered with a thin embroidered blanket, while the petite figure of Qin Ruan snuggled in his embrace.

The two stared at the snowy scene outside the window, wordless, yet the atmosphere was extremely warm.

A rare moment of tenderness was interrupted by a phone call.

Qin Ruan received a call from Hu Yixian. She heard the voice on the other end, barely able to conceal its grief, saying Xia Yunchen was dead.

Upon hearing this terrible news, her facial expression didn’t change much, only her delicate fox-like eyes shimmered with glistening, trembling light.

Huo Yunjiao raised his trembling hand and gently stroked Qin Ruan’s hair, comforting her in his own way.

It wasn’t until Hu Yixian hung up the phone that Qin Ruan hadn’t said a single word from beginning to end.

She still held the pose of pressing the phone to her ear, her entire body stiff, like a lifeless statue.

Qin Ruan felt a sadness within her heart, yet unable to vent it out, not even able to cry, which, seen in Huo Yunjiao’s eyes, made his heart ache.

He sat up and embraced Qin Ruan, softly saying, "Ruanruan, go see him for the last time."

"Okay——"

Qin Ruan’s voice was hoarse, sounding devoid of any emotional fluctuation.

Huo Yunjiao knew she wasn’t as indifferent as she appeared; she must be heartbroken. The eyes that were always brimming with gentle laughter were now vacant.

The soul hidden within this body seemed to have been drained away.

Qin Ruan clutched her phone tightly, nearly stumbling out of the glass room.

She didn’t know how she arrived at Xia Yunchen’s villa, ignoring the exceptionally attractive and distinctive men and women standing in the bedroom. Her bloodshot eyes were fixed on Xia Yunchen, who was wrapped several times in his original form by Changyuan.

The tall Hu Yixian wore a scarlet robe, his long hair casually draped over his body, reaching beyond his waist.

Seeing Qin Ruan’s arrival, he quickly stepped forward, grabbed her arm, and hurried to the bedside.

As they approached, Changyuan’s blood-colored beastly eyes, filled with hostility, opened its mouth in an angry roar.

Hu Yixian glared at Changyuan with his captivating eyes and said sternly, "Changyuan! The Divine Monarch’s soul has not yet completely dissipated, and Qin Ruan is already here!"

The underlying meaning was clear; a final farewell must be granted between the siblings.

Changyuan bowed its head, its eyes revealing sorrow as it looked at its master before them.

After a long while, it slowly placed the person onto the bed.

Qin Ruan’s eyes, filled with moisture, focused on Xia Yunchen’s pallid face. She sat by the bed and grasped his icy hand.

And at that moment, a faint white light emerged from Xia Yunchen’s body.

"Aruan, you’ve come."

The white light gradually condensed into the blurry figure of Xia Yunchen.

Seeing his vague spirit, the tears Qin Ruan had been holding back in her eyes finally fell.

She sobbed and called out, "Brother, brother..."

Finally calling out ’brother,’ she acknowledged her own identity and also revived all their past memories back into reality.

Xia Yunchen’s sudden appearance cast a shadow over everyone. He radiated a noble and gentle aura, like precious jewels.

Clothed in green and white, his hair arranged in an imperial crown style, his waterfall-like tresses flowed neatly down his back. His features were handsome and ethereal, resembling a banished immortal.

Every movement he made exuded an indescribable presence; it was the innate dignity of someone above all else, an understated domineering aura that deemed all others as mere ants.