Chapter 81: The light that guides you, the only sun

"My relationship with Eros, of course, is only that of mother and son, and as for the relationship with the King of God Uranus, this is well known to all the gods."

Aphrodite's eyes flickered as if she wanted to avoid Apollo's gaze.

But no matter how she dodged, that handsome face full of androgyny still calmly surfaced in front of her eyes.

Her heart was pounding.

Suddenly, a hand gently brushed her flawless cheek, like caressing delicate enamel as gentle and light.

The texture of the rubbing and the temperature of the fingertips made Aphrodite's eyes tremble and her face flush.

"You … What are you doing?" She asked in a cold voice.

"You are the wife I am about to welcome, and I am the husband you are about to marry; what do you think I am going to do?" Apollo said lightly.

At the same time, his face was full of smiles: "It is said that marriage is loyal, love is changeable, and the Goddess of love and beauty is the most dissolute among the goddesses. How can I feel that you are still a young child and have no interest at all?"

"You …"

Aphrodite's beautiful eyes opened wide.

Her face was red as she looked at the handsome face with dazzling golden hair and radiant eyes in front of her, wanting to say something but unable to say anything.

At this time, Apollo lightly sighed: "Look at your appearance, also dare to say is a flower veteran; deception technology also cannot, really do not know how to fool so many male gods."

"Humph, not only other male gods; once you see my appearance, you also lose your brain clean," Aphrodite grunted coldly, seemingly displeased with Apollo's assessment of her.

Having gained a foothold for many years in a place as divine as Olympus, taking advantage of numerous male gods without being taken advantage of halfway was the deed she was most proud of.

She didn't expect to find herself in Apollo's mouth; she was very unpleasant to look at.

This was impossible to bear.

But when she heard that Apollo understood that she was not as slutty as she appeared, she could not help but feel warmth in her heart.

You have some vision.

Suddenly, Apollo's voice turned cold: "If you're a child, don't pretend to be a mother. You didn't give birth to Eros, and you're not born from the bloodline of Uranus. Tell me, what exactly is your origin?"

"You … Don't force me." Aphrodite stood there stiffly, her beautiful cheeks covered with pleading.

"Force you? How can you call it forcing between husband and wife? This is frank and honest." Apollo smiled and stepped closer to her.

Aphrodite couldn't help but step back.

Apollo took a step forward, and she took a step back.

In this way, she gradually retreated into the corner of the wall of the great hall.

The light in the center of the hall was blocked by the blond figure in front of her, firmly blocked.

In the dark corner, she uneasily wrapped her arms around her chest with a pair of clear and bright eyes, staring dead ahead.

Finally, the handsome figure came closer.

In the narrow corner, she could even feel the gentle breath of the other party.

Her cheeks turned red, and Aphrodite's eyes could not help but flow crystal tears, sobbing: "Why do you all want to force me?"

"Why … ? I just want to take Eros and live a good life."

"In the past, in the ocean, there were many gods who coveted my beauty, so I had to come to Olympus to seek refuge."

"To Olympus, the gods here are also coveting me one by one; well, in consideration of the King of God, no one dares to use force on me. I only use them, step by step, to obtain the position of the Main God."

"I thought that after becoming the Main God, I should never be bullied again, but Ares, Hermes, and the others, always tried to get their hands on me, and the King of Gods was also unkind, leading the Queen of God to always target me."

"When we first met, I thought you were a different kind of god from them, but I didn't expect you to come and bully me too!"

"I shouldn't have looked like this, and then I would never be bullied again."

Looking at the beautiful figure holding her head and crying in the corner, Apollo couldn't help but be stunned.

Pause in a place; he kindly laughed: "But I did too domineering. You are not easy …"

It was not easy.

The gods of Olympus were all one big family, except she wasn't related to any of them.

The most important thing was to have a child who was immature in mind but had a particularly trouble-prone weapon like the golden arrow of love.

Mount Olympus had never been a peaceful paradise.

Especially for pretty goddesses.

"Are you leaving?"

Just as Apollo turned to look out, a low, trembling voice suddenly came from behind him.

Like the cry of a bewildered little girl in the darkness of the night.

When he turned, he whispered: "Forcing my wife, who is not yet married, does not show what I am capable of, so let's talk about it later."

Looking out at night, he was about to walk out.

Suddenly, he felt someone hug him from behind.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't go. I was just wrong. You are still much better than the other gods."

Aphrodite's head pressed against his back, the corners of her eyes clang, leaving teardrops, and the shirt on Apollo's back was soon wet.

But Aphrodite still refused to let go.

Looking outside the sparse starlight, she held tightly while murmuring: "In the day when I was born, I was a little girl."

"In the time when I was born, I always liked to look at the starlight outside like this, with Eros, who was a ball of light at that time."

"A ball of light?"

"Don't you want to ask where I came from with Eros? Indeed, he is not my son; he should be considered my brother or elder brother."

"Both he and I were begun in a mass of light, but then that mass of light was divided into two pieces, one large and one small, and I was the small one, and Eros was the large one, probably with less power, so I was born before Eros…"

"Later, I learned that the light ball is a Primordial God after death. It seems that the Primordial rank of the gods, after death, can be turned into a light ball and can be reborn in this way."

"The light group was discovered by the original King of God, Uranus, for some purpose. Uranus did not destroy the light group, but split the light group into two groups to contain the rebirth of this Main God, while for future use."

"Since my birth, I have been imprisoned by him along with the light mass of Eros in the depths of the ocean until he was stripped of his King of God authority, and the seal he set was automatically lifted, so I was able to escape with Eros."

"Later, Eros was also born in the light mass; he inherited most of the power of that Main God, only incomplete in himself, plus the rebirth of the loss of memory and even affects the mind of, so completely forget the past."

After hearing her words, Apollo was silent for a long time.

Finally, he suddenly said: "When I was imprisoned, it was even darker than this night, right?"

Aphrodite was stunned, and only after a long time did she look at the sky outside and murmured: "Yes, only the light of Eros emitted a little light, and that was the only thing that kept me alive during that time."

"You will no longer be afraid of the darkness because I am the God of light. I will be in front of you to guide you in the dark."

Apollo gently brushed her hair, his golden eyes gazing into the distant sky.

At this moment, it was still dark.

But Aphrodite saw the light.

The light that belonged to her life.

...

The reconstruction of Olympus was soon completed.

Then Zeus gave the order to enthrone Apollo as the vice-ruler of the divine court.

This news shook the ocean and the underworld.

In contrast, the subsequent marriage between the God of light and the Goddess of beauty did not have such a big response.

But for Aphrodite, this was a new beginning in her life.

"I will be your wife and accompany you in the pursuit of eternity in immortality."

"You are the sun in the sky, destined to shine on every being that needs light."

"But I will be the only night waiting for you to bring a new dawn."

On her wedding night, she looked tenderly at her golden-eyed, handsome, and elegant husband beside her and silently made the vows of her heart.

She knew she might not be the only one for him, and she might not be the first of many.

But as the sun shines on every living being.

That's not unique to the sun.

But for the life that was sown with warmth and light.

The sun was the only one.