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Night Breeze Gently caressing, a round Bright Moon has already hung in the sky, illuminating the entire land brightly. In the distance, it seems as if another Bright Moon is floating on the surface of the pond, a beam of light reaching towards the sky.
From time to time, the sounds of frogs croaking can be heard from the Deep Pool and the surrounding grasslands. In the distance, there is also the continuous sound of spring water cascading down.
Ziyan couldn't help but close her eyes, listening to the lively night, gently breathing in the beautiful and fresh air that nature has bestowed upon them.
"It's really comfortable. Even if I lived my whole life in this jungle, it wouldn't be so bad."
"Really? Aren't you still planning to go out and create your own Cycle of Fate, tasting all the delicacies of the world? Are you already so enchanted that you're ready to give up your past dreams? Or are you just too reluctant to part with your future husband—me?"
After teasing her lightly, Ling Yuxuan smiled faintly at this little girl who had recently been full of ambition and fighting spirit.
"This? Go!"
Listening to the first part of the sentence pretending to think, Ziyan couldn't help but roll her eyes at the last part: so narcissistic!
"No need for that. Since you like this so much, why don't we keep it simple: with heaven and earth as witnesses, and the jungle as our medium, I will immediately send someone to bring my parents-in-law and my master here. Tonight, we will get married right here, leaving all worldly matters behind. From now on, we will have children here and grow old together. What do you think?"
Upon hearing this, Ziyan couldn't help but feel her eyelids twitching and her mouth twitching several times, secretly cursing this guy: You wish! That would mean I would have to live a wasted life.
She decisively shouted loudly, "Shut up! No way! Until I fulfill my aspirations and dreams, I will never retreat into the mountains like this."
Seeing Ziyan getting fired up again, Ling Yuxuan gently shook his head.
Then he said seriously, "Silly girl, even if you are willing, there are family grievances yet to be avenged, the country is not stable, and the Northeastern Nomadic Tribes continue to disturb our northern citizens: killing and plundering to the point where people cannot live in peace. The southeastern coastal borders are frequently invaded by Japan Wokou. Do you think your future husband can just sit here in this vast Ancient Forest, wallowing in despair and wasting away his life?"
Huh?
That's true!
Remembering the heavy shackles of fate that Ling Yuxuan bore, which were far more burdensome than his own aspirations, he felt a deep weight.
Thus, the two fell into silence.
After a long while, Ziyan broke the silence: "Um, cough cough—Brother Yuxuan, if possible in the future, I will do my best to help you."
"No!"
Ling Yuxuan looked at Ziyan seriously and continued, "I—!? That is my personal matter; I cannot drag you into this dangerous whirlpool. You just need to stay in a safe place and live well. When I return, I will marry you. Of course, if I return without fulfilling my wish, we might truly end up living here together until old age, never venturing out into the world again. If that happens, will you resent me for it?"
Faced with Ling Yuxuan's question, Ziyan fell into confusion, unsure how to respond to him.
Indeed! If he went out for revenge, his identity would inevitably be exposed. In that case, he would have to hide again in a remote forest and no longer concern himself with worldly matters; perhaps he could survive in such a way.
At that time, what choice would he make? Choosing to accompany him would naturally mean retreating to the mountains together, living a life of working at sunrise and resting at sunset.
If he still wanted to build his own grand career, he would have to expose himself and venture out.
Thinking of this, Ziyan let out a long sigh.
Perhaps this was his destined fate! In his previous life, after the death of his Adoptive Father, he thought he still had a childhood sweetheart—Ji Shaochen—by his side, which seemed like a good refuge.
But plans often fall short of reality. In the end, Ji Shaochen turned out to be someone whose path was fundamentally different from his own. If that were the case, it would be fine! At most, they would part ways.
However—the most unbearable thing was that in the end, he was pushed off a cliff by the very accomplices of the person he deeply loved.
And now in this life, it seemed fate was again full of twists and turns—his thoughts were tangled and chaotic.
Then again, Ziyan shook his head vigorously several times. Since he could neither give up on him nor abandon his aspirations and dreams, he decided to continue striving toward those goals. He would go as far as he could.
Moving forward with her heart's desire, if one day she must accompany him to retreat into the mountains, she would gladly accept it—
After all, this life was saved by him, so it belonged to him; she would follow him.
In fact, he wasn't bad at all. So even if following him meant facing any difficulties in the future, she would face them together with him, and there would be no talk of regrets.
Thus, after a lengthy and complex internal struggle, Ziyan made her final decision.
Then, resolutely and decisively, she looked at Ling Yuxuan and said, "No matter what decision you make, I will be by your side."
Ling Yuxuan paused for a moment, then chuckled softly as he walked around the fire and approached Beloved Child.
He stretched out his long arms and pulled her small body into his embrace, holding her tightly.
"Don't worry. For you, I will also survive. I won't leave you alone in this world to suffer again. I know you endured a lot in your past life; with me here in this life, I will never allow the same situation to happen again. Trust me, Yan'er; you must have faith in me!"
"Mm, okay, I believe you! You don't need to worry too much about me. I will learn my skills well; just take care of yourself, and I will definitely take care of myself too."
"Yan'er, grow up quickly."
Ling Yuxuan lovingly stroked Ziyan's delicate face, which resembled a peach blossom, wishing he could bind her to his side from that moment on and never part again.
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