The pearl was gone, and the cold poison in her body was bound to be purged sooner or later.
But once the poison inside her body was cured, the initial bond between them would no longer exist. Amid her joy, she couldn't help but feel a touch of melancholic loss.
"Zijin, have you ever thought about what you'll do after the poison is cured?"
They hadn't been together in a long time, and this time, Gu Youyou felt something different from before, a sense of wistful loss.
She leaned against his chest and clutched his clothes tightly.
Jin Zijin placed his hand over hers and said softly, "What are you thinking about? The bond between us has nothing to do with the poison." He knew what was on her mind.
"Nonsense, if it weren't for suppressing the poison, you wouldn't have taken me out of that room."
But Jin Zijin didn't agree, and said, "This is not a bond; this is fate. Youyou, do you believe in fate?"