In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

Chapter 620 Heart-to-Heart Rings

The morning sunlight streamed through the window and fell on the sleeping Mo Chen's face.

He unconsciously raised his hand to rub his eyes. In his hazy state, Mo Chen tried to sit up and get out of the comfortable bed.

But a soft yet stubborn resistance came from his side, gently pulling him back.

Unable to move, Mo Chen slowly opened his eyes, his gaze falling on the pillow, where he saw Isabella's sweet sleeping face.

She was curled up beside him, sleeping soundly.

The morning light, like a thin veil, slanted across Isabella's face, outlining her delicate jawline and slightly pursed lips.

Isabella's hand was still tightly wrapped around Mo Chen's waist, her palm warm, her breathing even and long, carrying the sweet scent unique to young girls.

Once he regained consciousness, Mo Chen looked around and realized that he was in Isabella's room.

My thoughts gradually returned, and the details of last night played back in my mind like a movie.

Mo Chen couldn't resist his lover's plea and chose to stay and keep Isabella company for the night.

Of course, he didn't do anything outrageous; he just held Isabella and slept soundly, just like the day the rainy night attack ended.

Once this child gets chubby, he's much softer than a bolster.

Mo Chen carefully tried to adjust his posture, attempting to pull out the half of his arm that was pinned under Isabella.

But as soon as he moved, Isabella unconsciously made a "hmm" sound, her brows furrowing slightly, as if afraid that Mo Chen would leave.

Instead of letting go, she hugged him even tighter, clinging to Mo Chen like a koala.

Left with no other choice, Mo Chen had to give up struggling and let his sore and numb arm serve as Isabella's pillow.

He leaned against the headboard, the dream he had not long ago resurfacing in his mind.

The taste of that special cocktail called "Yearning" still lingered on Mo Chen's tongue, never fading away.

Even though I was tasting this special blend in a dream, in reality, a faint, lingering sweetness remained on my tongue.

Mo Chen lowered his head and used his fingertips to lift a stray strand of hair from Isabella's forehead.

The image of the girl sleeping peacefully in his arms gradually overlapped with the memory of Adele's colorful eyes, which held both tenderness and sorrow.

One clings to her own warmth in reality, while the other awaits his arrival in her dreams.

"Adele..."

Mo Chen murmured the name, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

What kind of heavy emotion does that special cocktail carry?

"I am truly filled with sin..."

After casually making a comment, Mo Chen quietly exerted his strength and broke free from Isabella's grasp.

He got out of bed, gently tucked Isabella in, and then left the room, intending to go to the community to deal with the matters that had piled up in the War Courtyard that day.

"Oh my, my knight is so charming, he's really lucky!"

Just then, a familiar teasing voice rang in Mo Chen's ears.

Theresa, who hadn't appeared in a long time, suddenly appeared above Mo Chen's head in her small and cute illusionary form.

"His Majesty?"

Reaching down, Mo Chen gently lifted Theresa off his head and poked her bouncy little face: "Did you just wake up?"

"Yes, I've been sleeping for several days now. After all, as an energy flower plant spirit without a physical form, it's better to accumulate extra plant spirit power through sleep."

Theresa, held in Mo Chen's arms, nodded and then stretched.

She suddenly noticed something, her gaze fixed on Mo Chen's left ring finger, and she tilted her head in confusion: "Wait, my knight, have you made a secret engagement with someone?"

"What? Wait, Your Majesty, you can see this ring?"

Mo Chen was taken aback at first, but then he quickly lowered his voice and asked Theresa.

"Hmm...why does the knight think I can't see it? I recognize this ring!"

Theresa proudly raised her chin and pointed to the ring on Mo Chen's hand, which was inlaid with a pink heart-shaped gem: "This is an item made using the 'Great Sin Authority'!"

"Power over major crimes?"

Upon hearing this proper noun, Mo Chen immediately thought of the dagger in Ji Bing's hand.

But compared to the pitifully scarce information about swords drawn, there was much more information about the authority of the Great Sin.

The so-called power of great sin is a powerful ability bestowed by the world's consciousness to govern the desires of living beings.

Each authority corresponds to a major sin, and the person who holds that authority is called the "sinner".

Paying a price in exchange for power—this is the cruel sin that mortals must bear after assuming authority.

The three guilty individuals currently exposed to the public are all well-known figures.

Two of them belong to the Life faction. One is the fourth-ranked S-class plant spirit hero, "Overlord Mouth Flower," who wields the great sin authority "Gluttony."

The other is "Wan Jie," the current commander of the Federal Red Flame Special Forces, who holds the great criminal authority "Wrath."

The last guilty party belongs to the death camp. Unlike the previous two, she alone bears the authority of two great sins.

The first is "jealousy," and the second is "melancholy."

This person is Medea, one of the crown princes of the empire, the founder of the Great Sin Knights, and a mysterious witch who created the "Chaos Magic" system.

Mo Chen gently stroked the heart-shaped gem on the ring between his fingers, rapidly weighing the weight of these three guilty individuals in his mind.

Without a doubt, each of them is a legendary figure renowned throughout the modern world.

"So, Your Majesty, this ring... which sinful authority was used to create this artifact?"

Theresa sat up straight from Mo Chen's arms, a rare seriousness flashing in her jewel-like eyes.

She reached out her small hand and gently touched the ring, her voice soft yet carrying a barely perceptible sigh: "The power of this ring comes from 'lust'."

"Lust?"

Mo Chen was taken aback and subconsciously repeated it.

"Don't be misled by the literal meaning, my knight. This power of sin does not refer to physical pleasure alone, but also represents the ultimate love and the thirst of the soul, and... an irresistible 'addictiveness'."

Theresa sighed softly: "Those who bear the burden of lust are often bound by their deepest emotions, becoming the emotional refuge of others, and also sinking into a vortex of love and hate."

Mo Chen's heart sank. It was after finding this ring that he entered that ever-changing dream world and met the enchanting mushroom spirit named Adele.

"This ring... is not just one, but two, that is, a pair. They are called 'the Heart-to-Heart Rings,' worn by the guilty party and their chosen lover respectively."

Trying to recall the information she had gleaned from the ancient texts, Theresa continued, “To soothe the spirit, to enhance charm, and to establish a medium between each other, so that two hearts separated by distance may be closely connected.”

Theresa's words were like a pebble thrown into a still lake, stirring up ripples in Mo Chen's heart.

He recalled Adele's every smile and gesture, and those colorful eyes that held both tenderness and sorrow.

It was not a chance encounter, but a resonance between two heart-linking rings.

A hint of confusion flashed in Mo Chen's eyes: "But Your Majesty, I have never seen that guilty person in reality, and this ring is also mine..."

"An accident? Or fate? It doesn't matter."

Clearly seeing through Mo Chen's thoughts, Theresa broke free from his embrace, her small figure hovering in the air, her fingertip lightly touching her knight's brow: "The power of the Great Sin Authority is often accompanied by the entanglement of fate. Perhaps, that sinner has already set his sights on you, or perhaps, this small ring itself carries a sincere and ardent emotion."

It turns out that everything was not an illusion, but a genuine emotion conveyed through this ring.

Mo Chen knew that the moment he chose to wear the ring, his fate was inextricably linked with that enchanting mushroom spirit named Adele.

"Perhaps, this is what they call destiny..."