The Sweet Life of Superstar and His Goddess Wife-Chapter 577: Night Watch

At midnight, invisible to outsiders, inside the barrier of the old Mu family residence, the sound of firecrackers resounded. Beautiful fireworks bloomed like meteor showers, bursts of light, peonies blossoming, chrysanthemums bursting, the Eight Immortals crossing the sea...

All kinds of magic, coupled with immortal magic, made the whole sky beautiful and dreamlike, and it was mysterious like a dream realm.

The Mu family stared with wide eyes, watching in amazement.

"Look, there’s even a celestial crane?!"

"Wow! This year is such a grand gesture, even the Eight Immortals have been brought here. Look, is that beautiful fairy He Xianggu?"

"That’s Zhang Guolao, and he’s holding a peach of immortality. Is this the presentation of the peach of immortality?"

...

Some drowsy children were awakened by surprise at the dazzling display in the sky, each exclaiming: "Daddy, Mommy, I want to see, I want to see!"

Reaching out to be held, standing tall, they glimpsed it all.

In the crowd, Mu Cheng tightly held Mu Bai’s hand.

Mu Bai looked up and exchanged glances, smiling sweetly together.

Even the Li family who were invited to celebrate the New Year together were all smiles. Li Qiqi held her brother Li Wei Qiao’s hand tightly, looking up at him with a sweet smile.

Li Wei Qiao smiled and tapped her nose.

As for Jiang Nuo and Mu Qiuniang, they sat side by side on an unnoticed rooftop, occasionally exchanging gentle and affectionate glances.

"Wife, the greatest happiness of my life was meeting you!" Jiang Nuo didn’t say that even if one day he would disappear from this world, it would all be worthwhile.

"Me too," Mu Qiuniang smiled softly.

Jiang Nuo held her hand tightly, kissed it by his lips: "Wife, should we have our first ’bang’ on New Year’s night?"

Mu Qiuniang was speechless. How did the serious topic just turn into this?

"Hehehehe... Shall we or not, wife? We can go to the Rose Manor, and if we go there, we’ll have plenty of time~ Even if you want to sleep in for days, they won’t notice," Jiang Nuo tempted.

"Don’t you think you’ve been slacking off a bit too much lately?"

"How so?" Jiang Nuo looked innocent, "Wife, it’s New Year’s, we should relax, shouldn’t we?"

"But even if we relax, it shouldn’t be like this, right?" Relaxing so much that cultivation was halted, Mu Qiuniang almost gave in.

"Wife~" Jiang Nuo pleaded.

Mu Qiuniang sighed, "Alright, I give in to you."

"Wife, hooray!" Jiang Nuo cheered instantly, wrapped her in his arms, and with a flicker, they disappeared from sight.

Poor Murong, what is he doing now?

With fireworks of such grand scale from the Mu family, someone had to command and operate them, and he was the free labor caught by Mu Mingyu, continuously throwing all sorts of beautiful talisman papers into the sky.

Sigh... Murong sighed deeply and looked at Mu Mingyu: "Uncle Mingyu, how long are we gonna keep doing this? It’s been half an hour, can’t we take a break?"

Mu Mingyu stood with hands behind back, did not speak.

Maybe others didn’t notice, but as someone always attentive to Mu Qiuniang, he couldn’t miss it. They were sitting on the rooftop, watching fireworks for a while, and then vanished.

Though he didn’t know where they went, he could almost imagine it.

Sigh...

Mu Mingyu gently sighed in his heart.

"Uncle Mingyu, I’m talking to you; did you hear me?" Murong suddenly found something wrong.

Why did it seem like Uncle Mingyu was absent-minded?

Looking around, he found nothing amiss.

Oh! Right, Master and Master aren’t here anymore.

Murong suddenly realized. Could it be...

"Uncle Mingyu," before speaking, he made sure no one was paying attention to them. He leaned closer to Mu Mingyu, "Are you thinking of my Master again?"

Mu Mingyu slapped the top of his head, "What are you saying?"

Murong was aggrieved, "I wasn’t wrong, you clearly were."

"Still talking." Mu Mingyu’s face turned slightly cold.

Murong covered his mouth.

Seriously, why do some people dare to act, but he can’t speak about it?

Sigh... This is the sorrow of being part of the younger generation, you can never rebut your elders.

Murong raised an eyebrow, obediently continued casting spells to arrange his "fireworks."

These people, an hour has passed, haven’t they had enough yet? What’s so good about this that they can watch it every year?

This year’s vigil was the most special night for the Mu family.

And this night, it was also the most special for Jiang Nuo.

Since the appearance of the Destructive Phoenix, he almost lived every day as if it were his last.

Although he stopped cultivating, he couldn’t stop the spiritual energy constantly trying to delve into his body. As if they naturally belonged to him, merely returning now, indifferent to whether he consented or not.

How much he wished everything could just stop.

Even going back to the past, to when they met.

If everything could start over, he would surely not make the choices he did today—he would rather be an ordinary person, reliving their meeting every time and growing old together.

Though he knew, always making her search for him would be taxing, he was just selfishly unwilling to leave her.

He believed that before she found him, he would never love anyone else.

After Mu Qiuniang fell asleep, he would always gaze at her face, memorizing her features again and again in his heart, repeatedly telling her, "Wife, I truly love you and can’t bear to leave you..."

He couldn’t bear to sleep, afraid that as soon as he closed his eyes, their time together would diminish.

He kissed her forehead, hoping she would have a beautiful dream. Her dreams could include him, but every dream must be happy and blissful.

The night was always so brief.

Day came so quickly.

Jiang Nuo felt that he had just gazed for a short while, not yet engraving her image in his mind, when the sky already began to brighten.

Then, she awoke, opening her sleepy eyes.

"You’re... awake?" Mu Qiuniang was slightly puzzled seeing him watching her upon waking.

Usually, by this time, Jiang Nuo wouldn’t be waking up yet.

Having stayed awake all night, Jiang Nuo nonchalantly smiled and said, "You always wake up before I do, I want from now on to wake before you, so that when you open your eyes, the first sight you see is me. What do you think, wife?"

"Is that necessary?" Mu Qiuniang was a bit helpless, "Even lying beside me, when I open my eyes, the first person I see is you."

"It’s not the same, I want you to see the awake me, my eyes full of love and not my sleeping state." Jiang Nuo, smiling, leaned over her, using a playful tone, "Wife dear, can you kindly grant me this wish?"

"Since you’ve said it like that, what else can I say? But, Anuo, are you sure you want this? Can you really stick to it?"

It wasn’t that Mu Qiuniang doubted, but Jiang Nuo really loved sleeping in, once even claiming it was one of his hobbies.

Yet now, he suddenly wanted to change this habit.