Outside the system space, Yin Chen and Chu Mingxuan had been waiting near Mount Huoyan for several days without seeing any sign of Jun Mohan and Leng Ruoli. All four of them were on the verge of collapse from waiting.
At this moment, they were sitting on a large rock a few kilometers away from Mount Huoyan, their eyes fixed on the distant fiery mountain.
"Brother Yin (Yin Chen), after so many days, could it be that the Prince and Princess..." Yin Yi said with a worried frown.
Before he could finish, Yin Yi received a sharp slap on the back of his head from Chu Mingxuan.
"You jinx! Your Prince and Princess are blessed with good fortune and will surely be fine," Chu Mingxuan rebuked Yin Yi loudly.
Hearing this, Yin Yi looked at Chu Mingxuan with a wronged expression. He was also very worried about the Prince and Princess's well-being.
It had been several days, and there was still no news of them.
At this moment, Yin Chen, who had been staring blankly at Mount Huoyan, suddenly turned around, his eyes unfocused and his face full of fatigue. "Divine Doctor Chu, let's go to the town and find an inn to stay. I need to write a letter to the capital to report to His Majesty what happened to the Prince on Mount Huoyan."
Chu Mingxuan nodded in agreement.
After all, the disappearance of the Cold King was a major event, and his emperor father had to be informed of the outcome, whatever it might be.
Subsequently, the four of them immediately returned to the inn where they had stayed with Jun Mohan and his wife.
When Yin Chen, Chu Mingxuan, and the other two returned to this inn, half a month had already passed. The King Ji and his wife had returned to the capital of Nanzhao a few days prior.
Upon returning to the inn, Yin Chen confined himself to his room and immediately wrote a letter to the Emperor regarding the situation of the Cold King and his wife, sending it back to the capital via express rider.
Within the system space, Jun Mohan and Leng Ruoli, although aware that the volcano outside had stopped erupting, found that Mount Huoyan was still shrouded in volcanic ash, making it impossible to see the sun. They were unable to leave the space.
However, the space was fully equipped, allowing Jun Mohan and Leng Ruoli to live a very comfortable life within it.
The two of them practiced shooting on the lawn in the space every day. When they got tired, they would return to the lounge to cook, or watch TV shows while snacking. Sometimes, Leng Ruoli would conduct experiments in the laboratory, while Jun Mohan stood at the doorway, quietly watching Leng Ruoli work, which he found to be a very enjoyable experience.
Through their close time together, Jun Mohan had come to understand Leng Ruoli's capabilities even better. He felt extremely fortunate that Jun Moyao had been willing to break off the engagement with Leng Ruoli, and that the Empress had later orchestrated their union, allowing him the opportunity to marry Leng Ruoli into the Prince's mansion.
As he gradually got to know Leng Ruoli, he discovered that she was a treasure trove of a woman, possessing not only extraordinary wisdom and superb medical skills, but also formidable martial arts abilities, exquisite cooking skills, and a versatile portable space. Most importantly, Leng Ruoli was kind-hearted, magnanimous, and sincere. These qualities alone made her far superior to the daughters of high officials and noble families in the capital.
He, Jun Mohan, had truly struck gold.
At this moment, Leng Ruoli, seeing Jun Mohan lost in thought, patted his shoulder and brought him back to reality.
"What are you thinking about? Are you worried that your father, the Emperor, will be deeply shocked when he learns of your accident?" Leng Ruoli asked calmly.
"No, I'm thinking about how many lifetimes of good fortune I've accumulated to be able to marry a treasure like you," Jun Mohan replied truthfully.
"Hehe, Jun Mohan, since when did your mouth become so sweet?" Leng Ruoli raised an eyebrow and said.
"I don't know. Why don't you taste it?" Jun Mohan said with a sly smile.
"Hehe..."
"Jun Mohan, your skin has gotten thicker too," Leng Ruoli reached out and pinched Jun Mohan's incredibly handsome face, teasing him.
A few minutes later, Leng Ruoli said with a serious expression, "Jun Mohan, I've thought of a way to leave Mount Huoyan."
"What way?"
"By using my willpower to move my system space bit by bit, and thus escape Mount Huoyan," Leng Ruoli replied, pursing her lips.
"Then let's use our willpower to move the space now," Jun Mohan said with excitement.
"However, the number of times we can move the system space with willpower is very limited. But because the system space has been upgraded and expanded, it has changed from once a day to twice a day. However, we can only move three meters at a time, so a total of six meters with two moves. It will take us about a month to reach the halfway point of Mount Huoyan," Leng Ruoli said with a slight frown.
"That's still good! It's better than just waiting here doing nothing. Move the space to the halfway point with your willpower, and then we can use the function of the Ice-Fire Bead to transform my soft sword into a Flood Dragon. Then, the two of us will ride the Flood Dragon and fly down the mountain," Jun Mohan suggested.
Hearing this, Leng Ruoli nodded in agreement.
"Okay, then let's move the space now."
Immediately, Leng Ruoli closed her eyes and silently willed for two moves. Her system space moved six meters away from its original location.
Subsequently, Leng Ruoli continued to move the space twice every day in this manner. After a month, Leng Ruoli's system space had finally moved away from the summit of Mount Huoyan and descended to the mountainside.
"Jun Mohan, we can finally use the function of the Ice-Fire Bead to leave the space."
With that, Leng Ruoli, holding the Ice-Fire Bead in one hand and pulling Jun Mohan with the other, vanished and reappeared on the mountainside of Mount Huoyan.
At this moment, although there was no longer flowing lava on the mountainside of Mount Huoyan, the sky was still shrouded in dust, appearing hazy. The ground beneath their feet was covered with thick black volcanic ash, and the environment was extremely harsh.
Jun Mohan looked at the scene before him, immediately drew his soft sword, and transformed it into a Flood Dragon. The two of them mounted it, and the Flood Dragon soared into the sky, leaving behind the devastated Mount Huoyan.
At the inn, Yin Chen and Chu Mingxuan, and the other two, soon received a reply from the Emperor. The Emperor instructed them to wait at the inn for their Prince and Princess to appear. The four of them reread the Emperor's reply several times and felt that the Emperor did not seem to be very worried about the disappearance of the Cold King and his wife. Therefore, they obediently stayed at the inn waiting for their appearance. However, this wait lasted for another month.
During this month, the four of them went to the foot of Mount Huoyan every two days to circle around, hoping to coincidentally meet the Cold King and his wife, but they were disappointed time and time again. The Cold King and his wife never appeared before them.
Today, Yin Chen, Chu Mingxuan, and the others were planning to go to Mount Huoyan again to wait for them. However, as soon as the four of them stepped out of the inn's main entrance, they looked up and saw two familiar figures walking towards them.
All four of them thought they were mistaken and raised their hands to rub their eyes vigorously.