Having given her his life, what else does he have left?
There remains his dignity.
To love soone is to stoop into the dust, and then bloom from it.
She doesn’t want him to stoop down.
So, she kisses him, stopping the words that were about to escape his lips.
Then... Su Yan could hardly enjoy her al in peace.
Within the palace.
Feng Yu holds Su Yan in his arms, enfolding her to his chest.
Plain congee, simple dishes, and so fruits.
Each bite fed into her mouth.
She should be accustod to eating like this by now.
After all, Feng Yu has been attending to her for more than a day or two.
But, does he, does he have to look at her like that??
So intensely, so fervently.
A subtle restraint, mixed with excitent and indescribable emotions.
Feng Yu’s gaze has never once shifted from her.
As she swallows a mouthful of congee.
Lifting her hand, wanting to shield herself from that scorching gaze.
Taken by him, gently held in his hand, kissed lightly.
He seems to still be lost in the words Su Yan had just said at the pavilion.
"Knowing that Yanyan likes so much makes very happy."
Xiao Hua, listening to his address for his Host, snorted.
n are always so sweet-talkers.
However, Xiao Hua is a professional system.
It still reminds
"Host, all three stars have lit up; you can now ask him about his wishes."
Xiao Hua says this with a sigh.
Logically, when the three stars light up, it ans the male lead trusts and likes his Host very much.
But looking at its Host, each ti, it always feels that its Host is also deeply involved.
Like right now.
As the two are eating, they inexplicably kiss.
Xiao Hua silently turns away, unwilling to witness this scene.
However, the clanging sounds keep reaching its ears.
Sounds like a table being overturned.
And the soft panting of its Host.
As well as its Host’s inquiring voice
"Do you have any wishes?"
Feng Yu’s voice is rough,
"A wish?"
He probably didn’t expect Su Yan to ask such a question at this ti.
Yet he still smiles and says
"Yes."
This response is given in a quite husky, deep tone.
"What is it?"
"To be with you forever, until my death."
"Um, okay."
Following her consent, there is a series of even louder clattering sounds.
Xiao Hua humphs and shuts off its senses.
It doesn’t want to know what will happen next at all.
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Qingyu Mountain, the rear mountain.
A wobbly female voice
"Jiang, Peak Master? Why are you doing this to ??"
Liang Lanyi lies on the ground, covered in blood, looking incredulously at Jiang Song standing before her.
Jiang Song looks at her calmly, enunciating every word
"Why did your cultivation increase so suddenly? And there’s also an obvious residue of your cousin’s power on you. Your cousin’s Golden Core, it was you who refined it."
At these words, the woman in disbelief spits out a mouthful of fresh blood.
Lifting her pale fingers
"You, you!!!"
Jiang Song murmurs to himself as he looks at her
"Go die, with you dead, no one will know what exactly happened in the cave that day."
As his voice falls, he raises his Longsword, a swift motion, and Lan Yi is dead.
Having done all this, Jiang Song prepares to leave.
But as he turns around, he sees Qingyu Mountain’s Sect Leader, Qing Tian.
Almost instantly, Jiang Song’s face turns pale.
However, he reacts quickly, imdiately regaining his composure, clasps his hands together
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