875: [Qin Yiren]

On this day, Yang Lingchen stepped into the Divine Realm. The Divine Realm was brilliant and radiant, shrouded in mist, like a dreamlike realm.

As he passed by Lingchen Medical Hall in Heavenly Saint City, he suddenly spotted a familiar, graceful figure.

The beauty of that figure was like a Fairy from a painting, stirring feelings of affection in one's heart.

Her posture was graceful and slender, standing tall and elegant. A light blue dress swayed gently in the wind, as if she were one with the surrounding scenery.

She stood there quietly, as still as a maiden, in the backyard of the medical hall. The surrounding flowers seemed to lose their luster in contrast to her.

Yang Lingchen called out softly, "Miss Qin."

His voice was gentle, as if afraid to disturb this beautiful scene.

Yang Lingchen had not expected to encounter Qin Yiren here.

He still had a rather good impression of this girl.

Not only was Qin Yiren beautiful, with exquisite features like a meticulously carved work of art—her curved willow eyebrows, bright eyes, straight and delicate nose, and luscious lips all combined to form a face that was mesmerizing.

Moreover, her personality was also quite good; there was a hint of playfulness within her gentleness, and a touch of resilience within her kindness.

If not for the unpleasantness between the Qin Family and him, Yang Lingchen and Qin Yiren might truly have had a chance to be together.

Qin Yiren seemed to wake from a dream, suddenly turning her head. A subtle tremor flashed through her eyes, like ripples on the surface of a calm lake.

Her voice was slightly hoarse and trembling, "Yang Lingchen..."

"Long time no see."

Yang Lingchen's thoughts were in turmoil. He recalled the first time they met, when some ambiguous events had occurred in this medical hall. Back then, they were young and full of longing and expectations for the future.

"Long time no see."

Qin Yiren gave a bitter smile, filled with helplessness and bitterness. Various memories from the past surfaced in her heart, some sweet, some regretful.

"Why are you here alone?" Yang Lingchen asked curiously, his gaze filled with concern.

"I...!" Qin Yiren hesitated, her eyes revealing a complex mix of emotions, as if she had a thousand words to say but didn't know where to begin.

In fact, she was just here to reminisce about the scene of her first meeting with Yang Lingchen.

"Did you miss me?"

A faint smile curled the corners of Yang Lingchen's mouth, his eyes carrying a hint of teasing as he tried to break the somewhat heavy atmosphere.

He could feel that Qin Yiren still had feelings for him; the attachment and reluctance in her eyes could not be hidden. It was just that the Qin Family had some conflicts with him back then, which was why the two of them had...!

"I did not...!" Qin Yiren's pretty face flushed, and she quickly tried to defend herself. Her shy appearance was like a blooming peach blossom, vibrant and moving.

"Is that so...! Sigh...! Then I'll be going." Yang Lingchen sighed, looking dejected, and turned to leave. His lonely figure appeared so desolate in the sunlight.

"Yang Lingchen, you come back here."

Qin Yiren chided coquettishly, her voice filled with a hint of urgency and panic.

"Come back for what?"

The corners of Yang Lingchen's lips lifted slightly, his eyes revealing a hint of aggression, as if his gaze could pierce through Qin Yiren's heart.

"Anything you want," Qin Yiren said, gathering her courage. After saying this, her face instantly flushed red, like the evening glow, revealing her inner nervousness and shyness.

Ever since she met Yang Lingchen, she found that all other men in the world seemed so mediocre in her eyes.

Yang Lingchen's image lingered in her heart; his bravery, wisdom, and humor all deeply fascinated her.

If not for the unpleasant events between the Qin Family and Yang Lingchen back then, she would definitely have taken the initiative to pursue this man.

"But I am not a casual person." A faint smile curled the corners of Yang Lingchen's mouth.

Looking at the woman before him who stirred such affection, Yang Lingchen gently pulled her into his embrace, his movements soft yet firm, as if she were the most precious treasure in the world.

Then he bowed his head and kissed her gently; the kiss was like a spring breeze brushing over flower petals, soft and warm.

"Let's go to the room...!"

Feeling the masculine scent on Yang Lingchen, Qin Yiren trembled slightly, as if an electric current had surged through her entire body, and she collapsed softly into Yang Lingchen's arms.

Just like that, Yang Lingchen took Qin Yiren to the private room where he had first treated her.

Although Lingchen Medical Hall had not been in business for these years, Qin Yiren came to clean it every once in a while, so the environment was still clean and tidy.

The layout of the room remained familiar, as if time had stood still here.

After entering the room, Yang Lingchen and Qin Yiren immediately became entangled, like dry wood meeting a raging fire, instantly igniting the long-suppressed emotions in each other's hearts.

Unknowingly, there were fewer and fewer clothes on Qin Yiren; her skin was like snow, shimmering with a charming luster in the sunlight streaming through the window.

Her breathing grew more rapid, her heartbeat like a drum; every beat seemed to be telling of her inner nervousness and anticipation.

She had waited many years for this moment, but when it truly arrived, she still felt a little nervous.

"Can you be a little gentle?" Qin Yiren said charmingly. After all, it was her first time, and she was still a bit afraid. There was a hint of pleading in her eyes, a look that made her even more endearing.

"Mmm...!"

Yang Lingchen nodded gently, his eyes filled with tenderness and affection, his movements even softer, as if cherishing a fragile treasure.

The room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere, their figures intertwined, together composing a melody of love.

A day later, Yang Lingchen and Qin Yiren had completely established their relationship, and he took Qin Yiren back with him.

In the days that followed, the two lived together, inseparable.

They strolled together along mountain paths, admiring the beautiful scenery, and sometimes they would sit together in the courtyard, gazing up at the starry sky and pouring out their hearts to each other.

At this moment, their love was like a blooming flower, blossoming with brilliant splendor, warming each other's souls.