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After being stunned for a long time, Xiao Ba opened her mouth and finally found her voice. She asked softly, “Yan Qing, are you… chasing me?”

Yan Qing replied, “No, it’s a marriage proposal.”

Xiao Ba’s face was hot.

She really didn’t expect to hear such words from Yan Qing after all this trouble.

She looked down at her hand. The sword was lying quietly in her palm.

Yan Qing had never taken this sword with him, but now, he handed it to her and said that his life and death were up to her.

Her heart was pounding again.

Yan Qing’s gaze landed on her, and it also seemed to be burning hot.

Her fingers curled up. In the deepest part of her heart, a small hole seemed to have been opened. More and more joy surged out and gradually filled her chest.

Her lips curled up quickly, but she said, “Who would use a sword as a marriage proposal? Moreover, this is too fast.”

Fifteen minutes ago, she thought that Yan Qing didn’t like her and lied to her to bully her. Now, he suddenly wanted her to marry him…

This man had made her uneasy and sleepless recently. How could she agree so easily?

Yan Qing held her hand and sent her forward.

The sharp tip of the sword instantly pressed against his chest!

Xiao Ba was shocked. Her eyes widened, and she immediately wanted to stop. “What are you doing!?”

“I’ll give you the sword, which means I’ll give you my life. If you think it’s not enough, I can think of another way. If you think it’s too fast, I can wait.”

He paused for a moment. “But don’t make me wait too long.”

Xiao Ba’s eyelashes fluttered.

How could she not understand what Yan Qing meant?

What was more precious than this? He was willing to let her decide his life and death, but he was unwilling to wait too long.

Yan Qing was stunned. He hesitated for a moment and finally let go of her hand.

He looked a little gloomy.

Now, he had already revealed all his trump cards and completely opened his heart to her, just to wait for her answer.

If she refused…

Xiao Ba put away her sword, walked past Yan Qing, and placed the things on the table. She said, “I’ll return your sword to you.”

Yan Qing’s jaw tightened.

The night wind blew over with a hint of coldness.

In the end…

“Yan Qing,” Xiao Ba called him from behind.

Yan Qing regained his senses and finally turned to look at her.

The two of them were only a few steps away.

The lights were bright, and the dim yellow light shone on her face, outlining an extremely beautiful line on her body.

She tilted her head. Although her eyes were still red, her lips were already curled into a smile.

Her eyes were lively and charming as she asked, “Why did you leave that night?”

Yan Qing immediately reacted. Under her focused and ambiguous gaze, the tips of his ears turned red, but he still said word by word, “Because I want to know how you feel.”

Xiao Ba was stunned.

“It was that night that I vaguely guessed what you were thinking. Originally, I planned to see the Emperor the next day and say that I wanted to marry you. However, there happened to be some trouble in the God Residence Realm at that time, so I didn’t have time to say this.”

I see.

Xiao Ba was enlightened. She finally understood the knot in her heart. So he didn’t just leave like that, but… From that time onward, he wanted to marry me? I thought that it was just my own wishful thinking.

Xiao Ba put her hands behind her back and asked casually, “Then… Can you say when you… ahem, started to like me?”

Yan Qing looked at her calmly.

At this moment, there was no need to hide anymore.

He said, “On the day of Emperor and Goddess Yue’s wedding.”

She so easily and irresistibly barged into his heart, and he couldn’t forget her ever since.

Xiao Ba had thought of many possibilities, but she was still very surprised to hear Yan Qing’s words.

“So… early?” Her eyes widened slightly in surprise.

Yan Qing heaved a sigh of relief. Even though this outcome wasn’t satisfactory, he felt much more relaxed after saying everything.

Xiao Ba looked at him and said, “Yan Qing, I have a question for you too.”

Yan Qing nodded his head, indicating for her to speak bluntly. Immediately after, he saw the woman—who looked like a nighttime fairy—revealing a hint of a smile.

She asked softly, “Your left shoulder is injured, and you only have your right hand left. Let me ask you then, do you want to hold a sword with this hand, or… hug me?”

…

Her voice was soft and sweet, as if it had some powerful attraction that tempted people to sink into it, making one’s will dizzy.

For a moment, Yan Qing thought he had heard wrongly.

He looked at her steadily, not daring to miss any expression on her face as he desperately tried to confirm the guess that suddenly surged in his heart.

One was the affirmation he had waited too long for.

Because he had thought and wondered for too long, he was a little uncertain at this point.

After a moment, he asked, “I didn’t hear you clearly. Say it again.”

Xiao Ba walked up to him.

Her soft hand climbed onto his shoulder and wrapped around his neck.

Every inch was like a prairie fire.

She looked straight at him, her eyes filled with laughter. The light fell into her eyes, swaying, enchanting, and almost intoxicating.

She stood on her tiptoes and bit his ear. Her scorching breath mixed with her ambiguous voice landed clearly in his heart. “I said—hug me.”