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"No, you should think it over carefully. If one day I, Yuwen Yu, take my revenge and successfully reclaim the position that belongs to This King, I will definitely make you the only choice to be the queen, second only to none," Yuwen Yu tempted Ziyan with a promise.
"Yuwen Yu, oh no, Prince Yu, you exaggerate. Ziyan has never been interested in that position. In this life, I only wish to live a simple and free life with the person I love the most. Therefore, your promises hold no meaning for me. Please, go find someone like me who can truly love you!" Ziyan began to persuade him earnestly.
"No! This King only has you in my heart. Do you not trust This King?" Yuwen Yu could not believe that there was a woman in the world who had no interest in that position.
"You—sigh! Don't you understand what I mean? Even if you, Yuwen Yu, become an emperor in the future or unify the world and become the leader of the four nations, I still would not be interested in you. In this life, I only love him," Ziyan said more resolutely as she saw he remained stubborn.
"No, This King—" Just as Yuwen Yu was about to step forward and embrace Ziyan, a long sword suddenly extended from behind him and was pressed against his neck.
Thus, Yuwen Yu stopped his movements.
"Get off the carriage!" Ziyan then saw that it was her own Demonically Charming Man who had arrived just in time.
After Ling Yuxuan forced Yuwen Yu out of the carriage with his sword, he quickly shouted at Ziyan inside the carriage, "Aren't you getting off?"
"Uh? Oh." Hearing this, Ziyan obediently jumped down. She saw not only Ling Yuxuan had arrived but also her two bodyguards, Li Yutong and Li Bing, standing behind him.
"This is the last time; there won't be a next time. Otherwise, we will surely part ways from now on!" After saying this, Ling Yuxuan withdrew his sword and took his Beloved Child's hand as they turned to head toward their royal residence. Li Yutong and Li Bing followed closely behind.
In an instant, only a sullen-faced Yuwen Yu remained alone, tightly clenching his fists.
Curious about why her Demonically Charming Man had appeared so timely, Ziyan couldn't help but ask, "How did you arrive so promptly?"
However, what greeted her was only the cold and stern expression of the Demon Prince; she did not receive the answer she desired.
Uh? Sigh, what does this mean?—
The two continued walking until they entered the gates of the royal residence.
"Are you blaming me?" Ziyan felt a bit anxious and unfair; how could this be her fault? Why was he treating her so coldly?
Ziyan, feeling extremely wronged and furious, immediately decided to stand her ground and not move.
Since they had already entered the royal residence, the two guards who had been closely following her exchanged glances upon seeing their two masters playing around and quickly slipped away to a place where they could no longer be seen.
Meanwhile, seeing that the Demonically Charming Man still ignored her and was dragging her forward without saying a word made Ziyan feel even more frustrated.
Damn Monster! Does he really want to suffocate me with this frustration?
"Let go! If you don't trust me, then just let go of my hand. Let me go—" Ziyan couldn't help but raise her voice in anger. To her surprise, as soon as she shouted, the Demon Prince became even more spirited and abruptly picked her up in a rough manner.
Not only that, but he seemed unable to wait even for that short distance; carrying Ziyan, he used his lightness skill and leaped towards the Courtyard. In no time, he had taken his Beloved Child back to the Bedroom.
Ziyan's heart raced; surely this guy wouldn't take this opportunity to do something to her right away?
After the Demon Prince tossed her onto the bed, he swiftly removed her outer garment and shoes. Just as Ziyan was about to get up and escape, the Demon Prince pounced on her again.
He quickly leaned down and covered her small lips with his seductive thin ones once more.
"Woo woo woo—" For a moment, Ziyan was completely dazed by his kiss, her mind a chaotic mess. Part of her wanted to indulge in it, but at the same time, she felt incredibly wronged.
Thus, at the moment when she felt she might lose control from his kiss, Ziyan suddenly snapped back to reality and forcefully pushed the Demon Prince off of her with a surge of energy.
"Are you crazy?" Ziyan was on the verge of breaking down.
However, the Demon Prince's reaction left her utterly astonished.
In the next second, he burst into laughter, rolling on the bed with glee. Having known him for some years now, it was Ziyan's first time witnessing him so excited.
"You? Are you stupid?" Ziyan was speechless and didn't know what else to say.
It wasn't until the Demon Prince laughed enough and finally calmed down that he fixed his gaze on the girl before him. Then he asked, "Do you know why I was angry earlier?"
"Uh?" Ziyan stared at the other person in shock, equally stunned.
"Because why have you never told me that you would accompany me for a lifetime, even if it means living a simple, ordinary, and carefree life? If I hadn't arrived just in time to overhear you, would you have told me yourself?" The Demon Prince said, leaning closer to Ziyan and gently cradling her small face with his hands.
"So you were there early on and eavesdropped on my conversation with him!" Ziyan realized that he hadn't arrived at a critical moment but had been there all along.
He had simply chosen not to appear in order to listen to their conversation.
"Yes, I originally wanted to see what he would do to you. I didn't expect to hear so much." The Demon Prince nodded with a smile, admitting it.
"Shameful!" A shocked Ziyan felt a surge of anger and frustration. She tried to turn her face away, but he held her tightly.
"I'm sorry, my dear. I didn't mean to. Now that I'm so happy in my life, I won't tease my Future Wife anymore." The Demon Prince said while gazing deeply into the eyes of his Beloved Child.
"But I was really about to suffocate just now—" Just as Ziyan was about to continue her complaints, the next moment, the Demon Prince suddenly held her small head tightly with both hands, and his sensual lips sealed her small mouth.
Then, as usual, Ziyan struggled for a moment, but the Demon Prince wouldn't let her escape. Slowly, they became lost in each other. They exchanged tender affection and warmth. Thus, the deeply affectionate couple indulged in each other for a while before their senses returned. Once they regained their senses, they stopped all ambiguous and shy actions and gradually quieted down.
The two gazed at each other intently. Suddenly, Ziyan thought of two women: one was her mother Zhou, and the other was the Beautiful Lady Miao'er whom she had just met in the evening.
So she asked, "It's already the end of the year; when do you plan to meet her?"
"Yan'er, I—" The Demon Prince fell silent again at this point.
"Go see her. I guess she won't be able to sleep tonight." Ziyan encouraged him further.
"Ah—sleep well, my dear." Ling Yuxuan exhaled deeply and urged his Beloved Child to go to sleep.
However, upon hearing this, Ziyan immediately understood that something was up. From her years of understanding him, she knew that usually after he lulled her to sleep, he would go out to handle important matters.
Thinking of this, Ziyan obediently nodded repeatedly at her Demon Prince and said, "Okay, I'll go to sleep now."
Just like that, after watching Ziyan seemingly fall asleep, Demon Prince gently withdrew his arm that had been resting under Ziyan's head. He then quietly left the room.
Hearing the sound of Monster leaving, Ziyan slowly opened his eyes, which had been in a feigned slumber, and glanced in the direction he had disappeared. Ziyan revealed a brilliant smile, shifted his body slightly, and finally closed his eyes again in the position he deemed most comfortable.
Meanwhile, under the night sky, a tall and slender figure was moving towards Drunken Immortal Residence with teleportation.
Soon, this figure stopped in the backyard of Drunken Immortal Residence. He then avoided all the hidden guards and leaped through the window into the room where Ziyan had previously stayed.
“Yuxuan, is that you?” As Demon Prince entered the room, he was greeted by the sight of his long-separated mother sitting alone at the edge of the bed, her eyes filled with excitement and longing as she stared intently at him.
“……” Ling Yuxuan did not respond, even turning her head away to avoid looking at what was once her closest relative.
The room fell silent as both of them sank into silence almost simultaneously.
After a long while, Miao'er spoke with a choked voice filled with emotion: “I know everything in the past was absurd, but it was also beyond my control.”
“Then did you truly love Ling Jianyu, my lord?” Finally, Ling Yuxuan asked in a low and sorrowful tone the question that had lingered in her heart.
“Of course. If I hadn’t loved him, why would I have made you truly recognize him as your father all those years?” Miao'er admitted with a heartbreaking sincerity.
Upon hearing this answer, Ling Yuxuan finally felt relieved. She had long since forgiven her mother, but still hoped that she could honor the love that Ling Jianyu, her adoptive father, had once given her.
“The hatred between them began during your grandfather's reign—” With that, Miao'er began to recount the events between Ling Zhiyuan's mother and Ling Jianyu's mother.
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