It was an embrace of nostalgia and sadness, wanting to be comforted. But at the same time, it was an embrace of happiness. The tears that fell were of infinite joy, knowing that her beloved would really fight against anything if it were for her.
This naturally made her happy, but knowing that she got Tang Yin back after more than 2 thousand years of waiting was enough to make her unable to contain her feelings.
Tang Yin hugged her tightly to comfort her and kissed her passionately; although initially surprised her, she realized that this Tang Yin was no longer that disciple but her beloved.
So, she reciprocated a passionate kiss under the gaze of a grand beauty like Bing Xian.
She smiled and waited.
Perhaps she was waiting for her turn, or maybe she was waiting for something else, something Tang Yin naturally understood.
