Exclusive Possession – CH 058

Chapter 58.

A gentle night breeze blew, and the capital city was brightly lit. Cheers from the crowds could be heard from near and far; it was said that the spontaneous celebrations would continue all night.

The car stopped downstairs at the villa. Mu Xian held my hand, his dark eyes clearer than the night: “Wait for me to come back.”

I nodded, knowing he would only be gone for a few hours, but I already felt a pang of sadness.

He was silent for a moment, then a smile flashed in his eyes: “Hua Yao, let go.” I was startled, only then realizing that I was holding his hand tightly. My cheeks flushed, and I quickly let go of him: “Go on.”

He glanced at me, then turned and walked towards the car.

This afternoon, after he delivered his speech, the entire square fell silent for a moment before erupting into thunderous cheers and applause.

Morin sobbed as he said that he had never heard the commander speak so much in one go, and he was deeply moved; even Mop was taking deep breaths to calm himself down.

I was already choked up.

Amidst deafening applause, he walked back to the car and helped me out. We slowly walked back to the platform. Through my teary eyes, I looked at his cool and handsome profile, feeling as if every step I took was on clouds.

We exchanged rings in front of everyone and vowed to be forever faithful. Then he shielded me from everyone’s view with his body, lifted my veil, and kissed me.

It was a long time before he finally let go of me. The surrounding noise seemed to fade into the distance. In the blazing sunlight, his face was blurred and indistinct; only his slightly hoarse voice echoed in my ears: “Your face is covered in tears, like a cat’s.”

…

Now, after Mu Xian took me home, he had to return to the Royal Guest House for the wedding banquet. I was supposed to go too, but after getting my opinion that “it doesn’t matter whether I go or not,” he happily declined. I didn’t care either—I’d heard that people from Stan had an amazing capacity for alcohol, which was totally not my thing, so it was better not to go.

I watched his figure disappear into the distance.

Suddenly, he stopped, turned around, and looked at me, his gaze thoughtful: “Ten days.”

I was taken aback. He had already raised his hand to adjust his military cap and gotten into the car.

Watching the car disappear like a streak of light on the suspended highway, I couldn’t help but ask Morin beside me, “What do you mean by ‘ten days’?”

Morin covered her mouth and chuckled, “Didn’t I tell you before? That’s the Commander’s wedding reward to himself—he turned down all his work for ten days, and Mop and I will also have a day off. It will just be the two of you in this house. I will even program the cooking machine to prepare the food!”

***

When Mu Xian returned, it was already very late at night. At the same time, Morin’s hearty laughter came from downstairs—he and Mop would go on vacation.

He must have drunk a lot of alcohol, as he smelled strongly of alcohol on his body for the first time ever. Although his eyes were still clear, his fair cheeks were flushed.

There was a deep smile in his eyes.

Starlight streamed in through the window as I lay naked on the bed. He, head bowed, lingered on my skin, his gaze intense and persistent. I was unbearably ticklish and laughed as I pushed him away, but he wouldn’t give up, displaying the patient demeanor of someone about to savor a grand feast.

After a while, he finally let go of me. I thought we were about to get down to business, but instead he sat up, still holding me, and said, “Hua Yao, I have a gift for you.”

I followed his gaze and saw that the starlight outside the window had been blocked by the enormous thing—a pink ship with a streamlined shape and a low engine sound.

Angel?

“The improved Angel,” he said slowly, glancing at me sideways, “can adapt to Earth’s magnetic field environment.”

I was taken aback—Mu Xian had mentioned before that Earth’s magnetic field environment wasn’t very suitable, so his spaceship could only stay for a maximum of one day at a time.

So what did he mean now?

A surge of elation welled up inside me: “You are going to come back to Earth with me?”

A smile appeared on his lips: “Earth honeymoon—hope you like it.”

“I love it! I love it so much!” I hugged his waist tightly. “Thank you, Mu Xian! Thank you!”

This news was such a wonderful surprise! I could go home to visit my grandma! Just yesterday, I was telling her on the intercom that we had our wedding abroad. Grandma was very happy but also a little sad that she couldn’t see it in person, and she told us to come back to China soon.

And… I couldn’t help but glance at Mu Xian, finding it hard to imagine walking with him on the streets of Earth. Even in casual clothes, wherever he stood, he exuded a cold and arrogant aura, a radiant figure that seemed out of place.

But I still couldn’t help but feel excited.

“So when do we set off?” I asked him with a smile.

He glanced at me, didn’t answer, put me back on the bed, and began to ravage me.

I suddenly understood and felt a little embarrassed: “Ten days later?”

“Hmm,” he mumbled.

I hesitated for a moment, but couldn’t help but say, “Wait, Mu Xian, I also have a gift for you.” He raised his already dark eyes and looked at me.

I took a necklace from the bedside table and handed it to him: “This is for you. I made it myself.”

He immediately straightened up and reached out to take it.

I felt a little nervous watching him examine it carefully.

The necklace was made from Yu, the most common jade on Stan, the same jade that had inspired its brilliance in the royal palace. It was common practice among Stan’s commoners to carve necklaces from this jade and give them to lovers.

While Mu Xian was busy with work these past few days, Morin and I secretly discussed it and felt that this gift was the most sincere.

However, the necklace that Mu Xian had now obtained was very different from what I had originally imagined.

Morin initially claimed it was very simple, and I considered myself quite skillful. But once I actually started using it, I realized it was fraught with difficulties. The “simple” claim made by the all-around housekeeping robot Morin was anything but simple.

After struggling for a few days, I abandoned the idea of ​​carving a human figure of Mu Xian and instead carved a beast statue of Mu Xian. But two days later, this idea also failed—because Morin said that I carved it like a pig.

So we changed it to this carving. The style was simple, but the meaning was profound.

Those were two hands.

A large hand holding a small hand symbolizes “holding hands and growing old together.”

However, Morin said it was a bit difficult to identify, and I had hesitated before about giving it to him. But since he gave me a wedding gift, I figured it was better than nothing.

At that moment, he looked up and gazed intently at me.

I knew he must be touched, and a surge of joy filled my heart. Just as I was about to explain what it meant, I heard him softly say, “Thank you. I really like this propeller.”

I was stunned.

A propeller? He thought it was a fighter jet propeller?

Perhaps noticing my unusual expression, he paused slightly, then asked, “Not a propeller?”

I was extremely embarrassed: “Could you take another look?”

He frowned, looked at it for a while, then his expression relaxed slightly: “A faster-than-light engine?”

I was silent for a moment, then covered my face with my hands and whispered, “Those are two hands holding each other.”

He paused for a moment, then picked it up and examined it carefully. A smile flashed in his eyes as he hung the chain around his neck.

I looked at the tangled jade lying on his smooth, firm chest, and the more I looked at it, the more it resembled a crooked propeller. I felt even more embarrassed: “Give this back to me, and I will carve a new one.” I reached out to take it back, but he grabbed both of my hands.

“Get dressed.” He looked at me thoughtfully. “Let’s find another place to do it.”

***

The capital city at midnight was quiet and beautiful. From the air, the city was brightly lit and still had crowds of people.

I lay on Mu Xian’s back, watching the city flash by like fleeting shadows. Flying through the night sky on our wedding night felt truly magical.

The capital’s tight security was no joke; we encountered two or three air patrols along the way. However, upon spotting Mu Xian’s uniform from afar, they briefly inquired before immediately avoiding us. They didn’t forget to announce over the loudspeaker, “Your Highness and Princess, congratulations on your marriage.” I could only bury my face in his back. He smiled faintly and said, “Thank you.”

Fortunately, we were flying very high, and we weren’t noticed by the people on the ground.

About half an hour later, he carried me down slowly. I looked at the scenery before me, somewhat surprised—could it be… that we were going to do it here?

This was the jade mountain within the palace grounds, the “roots” of the Stan people. Looking out from here, the palace appears serene and deep, dimly lit, and seemingly devoid of human voices. Yet, it was ultimately a place where the sky and earth meet. I suddenly felt awkward: “Mu Xian…”

He said softly, “Don’t worry.” Then, with a wave of his hand, a pale blue light instantly spread across the sky, slowly transforming into a spherical film that enveloped us.

I knew that this way, neither the high-altitude patrol team nor the palace guards could see us inside the sphere of light, and even if the palace guards passed by, they would probably give way when they saw Mu Xian’s signature spiritual energy.

But before, when we slept under the open sky, it was on the deserted planet Softan, while this time it was in the bustling imperial capital. Even with my mental energy protecting me, I was still a little nervous and didn’t quite understand why Mu Xian wanted to be here—it wasn’t like him.

Thinking about this, a thought suddenly struck me, and I understood.

Is it because this was the place where I told him, “I love you”?

Who cares? Nothing matters more than being newly married. Nobody outside could see this anyway. I relaxed.

In a flash, he had already put me down, but not on the rock surface; instead, he left me suspended in midair. He silently removed our clothes. I thought he would be eager to enter me, but instead, he knelt on one knee, his lips and tongue completely covering my soft parts, his dark eyes fixed on my face.

I avoided his burning gaze and looked up at the hazy starlight through the membrane of my mental energy. The cool night breeze gently caressed my body, but his lips and tongue were as hot as fire, leaving my whole body parched.

The trembling grew stronger, my tension increased, and my cheeks burned. Just as I was feeling the urge to climax, I suddenly heard faint footsteps coming from below the mountain, which startled me so much that I hooked my legs around his head. He, however, refused to budge, provoking me even more intensely. My whole body stiffened, and I lost all sense of where I was. As I slumped down, I heard the voices from below the mountain fading into the distance. He held me and sucked on me for a long time before finally turning me over and pressing me against his mental barrier.

This feeling was different from every time before.

One side of my body was enveloped by a soft and elastic barrier of mental energy, like countless tiny hands gently caressing me; behind me, however, lay his silent yet swift attack, his hands still roaming freely. Every cell in my body seemed to become acutely sensitive under this triple stimulation.

I heard my voice grow hoarse and felt my blood boiling rhythmically with his movements. Unconsciously, my body was submerged in a deep and powerful sensation. And yet, it grew faster and faster, more and more urgent.

Finally, at a certain moment, I couldn’t help but slam my head against the mental barrier, even finding it hard to breathe. His entire body pressed against me, moving even more rapidly and powerfully, his lips around my earlobe, his soft voice already hoarse: “Hua Yao, I love you.”

Even though it was exactly what I expected, and even though my body was still trembling like a sieve, my eyes still welled up with tears.

…

I suppose Mu Xian still didn’t like being outdoors. After that one time, he pulled me into his arms and got dressed. The ball of light dissipated, and the surroundings remained quiet and deserted. I breathed a sigh of relief.

He carried me slowly upwards, and I was too lazy to move at all. When we reached a height of over a hundred meters, he stopped. I looked at him in confusion, and a smile appeared in his eyes as he looked down at the rocky mountain.

I followed his gaze and was stunned.

This is……

The once vast, rugged, and irregularly shaped jade mountain had changed its appearance at some point. Countless pieces of jade of various sizes were scattered around, clearly recently cut off by someone.

And what remains in the very center…

It was a huge jade sculpture with two hands clasped together. One large hand, one small hand. The small hand was tightly held by the large hand. The entire sculpture looks as big as a mountain.

Of course, the two hands were also carved in a tangled and twisted way, looking more like propellers—exactly the same shape as mine.

Without a doubt, Mu Xian accomplished this using his mental power. He carved and sculpted the mountain while I wasn’t looking.

I looked at him, both amused and worried: “You…isn’t this an ancient site? Isn’t it a symbol of the imperial palace? You’ve ruined it like this; what if the emperor and the people are angry?”

He replied calmly, “No. I asked the emperor for this mountain today.”

I was stunned for a moment, then it dawned on me—I confessed my feelings to him on this mountain, so he immediately took me over. That was really… impeccable.

I felt a sense of relief, but the thought of the mountain being exposed to everyone tomorrow morning made me even more embarrassed: “What will people do when they see the mountain like this, so ugly?”

He lowered his head and kissed me deeply, mumbling, “Not ugly, very cute. Don’t worry about it.”

I wanted to protest and try to make him “change” back, but he picked me up and flew towards home, saying, “We aren’t finished yet.”

**

Ten days later (30,000 words omitted).

Morin and Mopp returned from a vacation on a mechanical asteroid, both of them beaming with joy.

After two days of preparation, we began our voyage to Earth, escorted by twenty warships.

Five days later, after six jumps, we arrived ten light-years outside the solar system—Stan had a space station there, built behind a hidden planetary belt. Now I knew why the Stans came to Earth undetected. Because they all jumped from here to hidden locations on the Earth’s surface, they were never discovered.

The escort warships were left on standby at the space station. Mop was focused on piloting the Angel, Morin was engrossed in reading an Earth travel guide, and Mu Xian and I sat in the observation deck, watching the silvery-white lights flash by. My heart suddenly started beating incredibly fast.

I was finally back.

Back with him.