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"Is there really that much of a difference? Although you are still a little bit short compared to This King, it's just that little bit, isn't it? We've already seen what we should see, cough cough! And we've touched what we should touch, haven't we?"
At this moment, Demon Prince acted completely shamelessly, and after speaking, he kept blinking his enchanting and teasing eyes at Ziyan.
"You... I hate you, I'm not talking to you anymore."
Ziyan was almost bewitched to the point of losing her mind, but just before she completely lost her senses, she quickly turned her head and went to the basin to splash some water on her face.
Left alone, Demon Prince couldn't help but smirk with delight until he had laughed enough before coming over to wash his face with another basin of water.
After they finished washing up, just as Ziyan was about to sit down at the table, she was suddenly pulled into someone's arms by the person who had followed closely behind.
Ziyan quickly tried to break free, but Demon Prince tightened his grip and directly kissed her lips, their kiss growing deeper and more passionate.
His large hand slowly ventured toward her chest. Ziyan tried to push him away, but he ignored her resistance and firmly grasped her softness.
Gradually, their breaths became rapid and uncontrollable, and Ziyan's small body trembled slightly in his embrace...
There was a loud knock on the door from outside.
"Who is it?"
A hint of annoyance flickered in Demon Prince's dark eyes.
"It’s me, the maid. I’ve brought some tea for the two masters."
The person outside revealed their purpose.
At this point, Demon Prince, still reluctant and unsatisfied, gently placed Ziyan on a nearby chair and reluctantly walked to the door to open it, glaring coldly at the visitor.
The woman was one of the maids who had come with Miao'er earlier. She was holding a large tray with a pot of freshly brewed tea on it.
However, the Maid only glanced up at the cold, icy face of the Demon Prince and was immediately frightened, quickly shrinking her head down and not daring to breathe.
As the Maid trembled and brought the teapot into the room, gently placing it on the empty spot on the table, Ziyan could smell a rich fragrance of tea wafting from the teapot.
Ziyan watched her Demon Prince scare the Maid into trembling and couldn't help but chuckle to herself.
"Is it funny?"
The Demon Prince had already noticed Beloved Child's suppressed laughter and quickly changed the subject: "Let's continue!"
This statement startled Ziyan so much that she nearly jumped out of her chair, protesting, "No way! I'm hungry."
Unfortunately, this particular Demon Prince could sometimes be as relentless as a Monster; he completely ignored Ziyan's protest.
Suddenly, he moved closer to Ziyan with lightning speed, picking her up again and returning to the spot where they had originally sat together.
Ziyan's heart was about to collapse!
Oh my! How could this Demon Prince sometimes feel like an unbearable burden that made her want to push him away? Just like now!
"I'm so hungry!"
With no other option, Ziyan pretended to look very pitiful, even rubbing her little belly gently with her hands.
"That's no problem; I'll feed you."
The Demon Prince surprisingly picked up a piece of crispy meat, took a bite himself, and then brought it toward Beloved Child's mouth.
Ziyan refused to take it—no way! The Demon Prince then set down his chopsticks and held Ziyan's small face in his hands, once again delivering the piece of meat he had bitten into directly into Beloved Child's mouth.
Realizing that there was no way to escape the "clutches" of this Monster, in the end, she could only submit to his actions, much like a mother bird feeding her baby.
There was no way out! She knew she couldn't fight him; if it came to martial arts and cultivation, she certainly couldn't defeat him either!
From then on, Ziyan could only lower her head and let him feed her delicious food bite by bite. Thus, the two of them enjoyed a leisurely meal together, taking turns to eat and drink.
"Are you satisfied with my attentive service?"
After lifting a cup of Sweet Rice Wine to feed Ziyan, the Demon Prince filled his own cup and drank it all down, leaving nothing behind.
"Well! Although I feel a bit nauseous, overall I can still manage to accept it."
Ziyan winked at Demon Prince dismissively.
"Future Wife, may I discuss something with you?"
The Demon Prince suddenly changed the subject.
"What is it? Tell me!"
Ziyan replied casually.
"Once this year is over, can we get married right away?"
"Uh?"
Ziyan was taken aback for a moment, then quickly regained her composure: "You wish!"
"Then when do you think we should get married?"
Demon Prince had a rather unpleasant expression.
"By the end of the year!"
Ziyan replied casually.
"Does that mean we have to wait another whole year?"
The displeasure on Demon Prince's face deepened.
"Don't you want to wait?"
Ziyan widened her eyes and stared intently at the Monster goods in front of her.
"Of course I don't mind waiting, but my husband is really about to lose his patience."
Looking at the wide-eyed, innocent face of Beloved Child, Demon Prince was nearly losing control. At the same time, he directly grabbed her small hand and pressed it against something that was currently swelling in his lower abdomen.
Startled, Ziyan jumped up without a second thought and shouted loudly at Demon Prince: "Are you crazy? You said you would wait until after my eighteenth birthday, but there are still nearly six months until my birthday! Even if it's by the end of the year, that just means you have to wait a few more months, right?"
After being yelled at by Ziyan, Demon Prince felt guilty and his face was filled with remorse.
So he shook his head vigorously, trying to free himself from that inexplicable and primal desire.
"Alright, I will wait for Future Wife for another year."
Finally feeling a bit better, Demon Prince nodded reluctantly and then waved at Ziyan: "Come here!"
"You better keep your word! Don't get confused again."
Ziyan cautiously and carefully stared at the other person, wanting to seriously confirm the credibility of his words.
"Alas... A gentleman's word is hard to retract. Come here!"
Ziyan still had some doubts, moving slowly as if taking tiny steps, but even at that slow pace, the distance in the room was minimal. Just as Ziyan was stepping forward one hesitant step at a time.
Suddenly, Demon Prince quickly and eagerly stood up, reaching out with his long arms, forcing Ziyan once again into his embrace.
"Do not act irrationally."
Ziyan crossed her arms, her expression resembling that of someone guarding against a fierce wolf.
"Pfft..."
Demon Prince shook his head helplessly and said, "Do you really think Future Husband is a lecher?"
"......"
Ziyan decided not to respond or deny it, thinking to herself, how will you explain this?
"Why won't you answer me? Alas—fine, even if I am a lecher, I assure you that in this lifetime, my only desire is for my future Future Wife."
Seeing Ziyan deliberately observing him, the clever Demon Prince could not fail to understand her little thoughts. So he simply pretended to be a rogue and continued with his shameless behavior.
"Ha—" Looking at the smug expression on his face, Ziyan helplessly rolled her eyes at him.
At this moment, both of them had already enjoyed their meal and tea. Perhaps feeling uncomfortable sitting in the chair, Demon Prince simply picked up Beloved Child and carried her back to the bed.
Then they leaned against the edge of the bed, with Demon Prince using one hand to gently play with Beloved Child's silky hair.
The two remained silent for a long time.
"Yan'er, do you remember where we first met?"
The Demon Prince broke the silence.
"Of course, it was when I went with my father to deliver Mad Cow meat to your master."
As she recalled the scene from their first meeting years ago, a smile instantly appeared on Ziyan's face.
"Yes! At that time, did you already start to suspect my master's identity?"
The Demon Prince was also immersed in the memories of their beautiful past.
"Yes!"
Ziyan nodded affirmatively.
"Hehe! Back then, I guessed that you had doubts about us."
The Demon Prince chuckled as he shared his thoughts from that time.
"In fact, my father even suspected that you were fugitives pursued by the court! Hehe."
Ziyan suddenly remembered his father's suspicions about the two of them back then. Looking back now, it seemed his father wasn't entirely foolish. Thinking of his father in this life, a pang of heartache flashed through Ziyan's mind. In his previous life, he didn't understand much about the matters concerning the Zi Family and had little interaction with those relatives like grandfathers and uncles.
In this life, he had learned a bit more, but it was about a group of selfish individuals he almost didn't want to remember. If it weren't for their existence, how could his father, Zi Lao Er, have passed away at such a young age?
Before the Demon Prince could respond, Ziyan sighed again, "If only my father were still here!"
"Yan'er, in this world, everyone's fate is predetermined by the heavens. It is something that we mere mortals find difficult to change."
The Demon Prince tightened his arms around Ziyan with a pained expression, then changed the subject: "This King has thought of a place for the future mother-in-law. I wonder if I should say it or not?"
"Uh? A good place?"
Ziyan was somewhat confused; what did he mean?
"Have you forgotten the pair of dragon and phoenix jade pendants we wear around our necks?"
As Demon Prince spoke, he reached into his neck and pulled out one of the dragon and phoenix jade pendants that had been gifted to them by Master Qin Ming and Zhou on Ziyan's 15th birthday, specifically the one carved with a dragon.
Upon seeing this pendant, Ziyan immediately thought of her own pendant, which was carved with a phoenix, and she took it out from her collar.
At that moment, she also understood what her Demon Prince had meant when he spoke of finding the best place for her mother.
Wasn't it exactly what she had already decided some time ago—to bring her mother and Master Qin Ming, who were once first loves, back together so they could continue their relationship and spend the rest of their lives together?
It turned out that her Demon Prince was thinking along the same lines!
With this thought in mind, Ziyan quickly broke into a radiant smile like sunshine.
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