She could naturally see that the little fox's physique had undergone a qualitative leap.

That power originating from the depths of her bloodline is quietly awakening within her.

"The degree of connection between these two worlds is probably beyond imagination."

She murmured, unsure whether it was good or bad.

What happens if the barrier between the two worlds becomes weaker and weaker?

Will more cultivators descend upon this world?

Or will more mortals mistakenly enter the world of cultivation?

She couldn't answer those questions.

But when I think about how I felt in the bedroom just now, that intense emotion coming from the other end of the red thread, that tremor that felt like a resonance of souls...

The matchmaker's face suddenly turned red.

So red it could drip blood.

She lowered her head, covered her burning cheeks with her hands, and dared not look at Xu Ze again.

She sensed all those emotions, the sadness and bitterness in those fragments of memory.

At the same time, she also sensed something else.

Those images of Lin Yueyan, those images of Mu Yan, those images of Ding Wan and Bai Yuxi...

They all sensed it.

"I...I didn't mean to look..." she muttered softly, her voice barely audible.

Xu Ze couldn't help but chuckle at her appearance.

Just then.

"boom."

The door was pushed open.

A staggering figure staggered in.

"whee……"

The person who came was Xi Rou.

She was wearing a loose nightgown, her hair was messy, and her face was flushed abnormally.

Her steps were unsteady, and she walked unsteadily, like a drunken kitten.

Most notably, she was holding an empty wine bottle in her hand.

Those are the wines in Xu Ze's wine cabinet.

A bottle of expensive red wine.

At this moment, the bottle is upside down, not a single drop left.

"Xi Rou?" Xi Yue's eyes widened. "You went drinking? How much did you drink?"

"Hehe~ I didn't drink too much..."

Xi Rou squinted her eyes and walked towards Xu Ze with a grin.

Her steps were unsteady, and she almost fell several times, but miraculously managed to regain her balance.

"I...I only drank a tiny bit, really just a tiny bit..."

As she spoke, she held up two fingers to demonstrate.

The distance between those two fingers was at least a foot.

Xu Ze: "..."

Is this what you call a tiny bit?

"Sister, look!" Xi Rou suddenly spotted Xi Yue sitting by the window and excitedly waved the empty wine bottle in her hand. "This bottle is so pretty! The water inside is sweet and tastes so good!"

Xi Yue's face turned even redder.

It wasn't because I was shy, but because I was embarrassed.

"Xi Rou!" She stood up and quickly went over to support her swaying younger sister. "How could you drink other people's things like that? And so much at that!"

"I didn't drink too much..." Xi Rou pouted, looking aggrieved. "I really didn't drink too much... Look, I can still walk in a straight line!"

As she spoke, she tried to walk in a straight line.

As soon as he took a step, he fell to the side.

Xu Ze reacted quickly and caught her.

Be careful.

Xi Rou leaned against him, tilted her head back, and looked at him with hazy, drunken eyes.

"Wow! Brother, you're so handsome..."

She reached out and touched Xu Ze's face.

"Her skin is great, even better than my sister's..."

Xi Yue's face was now as red as a ripe shrimp.

"Xi Rou!!"

She pulled her younger sister out of Xu Ze's arms, but Xi Rou clung to Xu Ze's neck like a koala and refused to let go.

"No! I want him to hold me!"

"you!"

Xi Yue stomped her feet in anger, but she was helpless against her drunken sister.

Xu Ze looked at the two sisters and suddenly asked:

"Could it be that she is the wine connoisseur?"

He had found it strange for a long time.

When they first met, Xi Rou was full of curiosity about everything, like a child who was naive and ignorant of the world.

While Xi Yue was also somewhat unaccustomed to it, she was noticeably more mature and composed.

According to her, she is the older sister.

But why is it that this "sister," this so-called "matchmaker," knows nothing about the use of the "red thread of fate"?

This makes no sense.

"Yes."

Seeing that the young man in front of her had already guessed what was going on, Xi Yue remained silent for a moment, then finally sighed and said truthfully:

"Actually, she is the older sister, and I am the younger sister."

Xu Ze was stunned.

"Ten thousand years ago, the 'Moon Rabbit Fairy' who ascended to heaven under the moon was also her."

Xi Yue's voice was very soft, carrying a hint of indescribable emotion.

"But for some reason, after my sister ascended to heaven, she lost all her memories, only remembering that she was my younger sister..."

She paused, looked at the drunken figure in her arms, and a hint of heartache flashed in her eyes.

“I’ve been taking care of her all these years.”

"She's like a child who never grows up, full of curiosity about everything, yet remembers nothing."

Xu Ze remained silent.

He looked at the girl with glazed, drunken eyes and her unguarded smile, and a complex mix of emotions welled up inside him.

Ten thousand years ago.

Soaring.

Amnesia.

These words sound particularly jarring nowadays.

"sleepy……"

Xi Rou yawned, leaned against Xu Ze's chest, and her eyes grew smaller and smaller.

"I want to sleep, just for a little while..."

As she spoke, she actually closed her eyes and fell fast asleep.

The empty bottle slipped from her hand and rolled under the bed with a "glug".

Xi Yue looked at her helplessly and reached out to take her.

Even when she was asleep, Ke Xirou clung tightly to Xu Ze's neck and wouldn't let go.

"This……"

Xi Yue's face turned red again.

Xu Ze gave a wry smile.

"Never mind, let her sleep."

He gently adjusted his posture to make Xi Rou more comfortable.

Just then.

"Ok?"

A soft murmur came from beside me.

Ding Wan opened her eyes.

Her gaze first fell on Xu Ze, then slowly moved to Xi Rou in his arms.

Then, the light fell on Xi Yue, who was standing to the side.

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