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Could it be—? Oh no! Following this guy from now on is bound to be full of ups and downs.
Sigh—I just wanted to live a simple, ordinary life with a wealthy family, but this guy actually has such a huge background behind him?
Heaven really knows how to play tricks on people! Ziyan didn't want to think any further and even started to tremble slightly all over.
Feeling the complexity in Ziyan's gaze and her unusual body language, Ling Yuxuan directly lifted Ziyan's small body onto his lap, holding her tightly as if trying to squeeze her into himself. It wasn't until the person in his embrace started to gasp for breath that Ling Yuxuan loosened his grip a little.
"Are you afraid of following someone like me in the future?" Ling Yuxuan leaned down and gently asked near Ziyan's ear.
Ziyan rolled her eyes in silence. What good would it do to be afraid? With you clinging to me like this, how much time do I have left to think about that question?
Sigh—what a pair of enemies! People say it takes five hundred years of cultivation to share a lifetime together; perhaps we’ve also spent five hundred years, but we might end up going to the underworld together instead.
Forget it! What about my original dream when I came to this world? I still want to establish my Cycle of Fate; I don’t want to have a short life like in my previous life.
Secretly grumbling in her heart, but when she looked into Ling Yuxuan's clear, deep eyes that seemed as vast as the ocean, Ziyan was defeated again.
How could she bear to voice her inner turmoil about Ling Yuxuan? Forget it; even if they were destined for the underworld together, she might as well accept it. At least she would be accompanying a super handsome guy.
Who knows, she might even end up with an unexpected title, like Consort, Empress, or even Empress Dowager—
Ugh, never mind. I’d rather just be an ordinary wife.
At this moment, Ziyan's heart was truly turbulent, waves crashing over and over again, unable to calm down.
"You silly girl," Ling Yuxuan noticed the conflict and complexity in Ziyan's heart and gently stroked her cute little face.
Then he comforted her: "Don't be afraid. I’ll take care of everything. No matter what happens, I won’t let you get caught up in danger."
Ziyan let out a long breath and rolled her eyes again, thinking: You say that so confidently, but life is unpredictable. Just because you say you won't let me get involved in danger doesn't mean I won't. As the saying goes, man proposes but heaven disposes. Aren't there plenty of people who suffer from unforeseen disasters? You could be walking along when something inexplicable falls from above; what are the odds of that happening? Moreover, being with you means I'm constantly teetering on the edge of danger; those odds are exponentially higher.
Thinking this way, she couldn't help but let out a long sigh: Sigh—
It seems that I am truly a person with a hard fate!
Then I will just go with the flow—no, I should say I will follow his exile. Even if I am banished to the ends of the earth, I will accompany him. What else can I do? At least on the road to the underworld, I will have a companion, unlike in my previous life when I fell off a cliff all alone and miserable—
Having made up her mind, Ziyan finally took the initiative to nuzzle her little head comfortably under Ling Yuxuan's chin.
Perhaps she wanted to comfort Ling Yuxuan, letting him know that she had accepted her fate and was willing to stay by his side in the future.
Feeling Ziyan's heart gradually drawing closer, Ling Yuxuan's eyes flashed with a hint of happiness and a small thrill of success.
He leaned down to kiss Beloved Child's beautiful hair and forehead. This time, Ziyan did not resist; she allowed him, thinking as long as it wasn't too excessive, it would be fine.
After all, this little body is only a little over 14 years old; there is still plenty of time before anything intimate happens. Therefore, to prevent herself from developing any serious or minor health issues in the future, or because her body was not fully developed leading to some abnormal offspring, she absolutely could not accept that.
From reading classical texts, she knew that in ancient times, girls married at eleven or twelve years old. Early cohabitation could lead to chronic hidden ailments or early pregnancies resulting in abnormal children.
Thus, ever since Ziyan came to this ancient era and almost fell victim to that scoundrel relative, she set a final bottom line for herself: she must be at least eighteen years old before marrying or engaging in anything intimate.
Thinking of this, Ziyan suddenly realized that if she wanted to protect herself, she needed to learn martial arts. The fighting techniques she learned in her previous life at police academy would be useless against the people of this cold weapon era.
In her previous life, even the so-called most skilled special agents did not have anyone whose lightness skill could leap two or three zhang away.
With this in mind, Ziyan recalled Gu Yuxuan from a few days ago and remembered that he had promised to teach her.
So she lifted her head and said seriously, "For now, let's not consider future matters. The most important thing right now is for you to teach me some self-defense techniques that are simple and easy to learn in this era, Future Husband. Is that okay?"
Hearing the words "Future Husband" come from Ziyan's mouth, Ling Yuxuan was momentarily stunned.
But he quickly realized: this little girl had implicitly acknowledged that he would indeed be hers in the future. He couldn't help but feel a surge of joy inside.
A bit excited, Ling Yuxuan cupped the little girl's head with both hands and carefully gazed at her for a while. A primal desire surged within him as he tilted her chin up and pressed his parched lips against her sweet little mouth.
Completely unprepared, Ziyan's mind went blank for a moment; she stared wide-eyed in shock before finally reacting. She used all her strength to push away Ling Yuxuan, who was lost in kissing her sweet little lips, and quickly jumped down to the ground.
"You can't do this. I'm still too small right now. You need to control yourself. We can do this when I grow tall enough."
Ziyan said this while raising her hand above her head, placing it at a certain height as she looked at Ling Yuxuan.
Seeing the cute and innocent expression on Ziyan's face, Ling Yuxuan couldn't help but burst into laughter.
After laughing, she stood up, walked in front of Ziyan, took her small hand, and placed it on her chest, saying, "It's here, Little Fool."
"Oh!" Ziyan tried to pull her small hand back, but Ling Yuxuan wouldn't let go. Instead, she grabbed Ziyan's other small hand as well, tightly holding both of her hands against her chest.
After a while, Ling Yuxuan finally 'had a change of heart' and released the little girl's hands. Taking a deep breath, she said, "Alright, now I'll teach you a few simple and practical self-defense moves."
With that, she took Ziyan's small hand and led her to a more open area. Ling Yuxuan first briefly explained a few self-defense punches to Ziyan.
Then, while demonstrating the punches with her own body, she carefully explained the key points of each move: The first move is the straight punch, which directly attacks the enemy's face and chest in a straight line;
The second move is the hook punch, which strikes the opponent's abdomen or jaw from below in an arc;
The third move is the chopping punch, which attacks the opponent's face from above using the back of the fist or knuckles;
The fourth move is the whip punch, which uses the backs of both fists to strike the opponent's head.
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