Thinking back now, he was such a fool!
The child in Yinyin's womb, it was his!!!
Upon realizing this, Sikou Yu abruptly sat up.
He rushed to Leng Qingjue, grabbed his hand, stared at him with bloodshot eyes and asked urgently, "Where is she? Qingjue, where is she now?"
Leng Qingjue reluctantly pulled away from his painful grip, "I told you before, but you didn't believe me. Now you're all wound up. Oh, Brother Sikou, let go of me first. You're hurting me..."
Sikou Yu immediately let go, his eyes welled up with tears, staring at him intently, waiting for his answer.
Who could deny his plea with such urgency and pain in his eyes?
Leng Qingjue could never resist Sikou Yu's gaze.
Even a man like him felt pained for him. If a woman were to see him, she might willingly give him her heart, even die for him.
Just like Princess Siluo from the Immortal World, who had remained devotedly in love with him for centuries.
