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Nezha cautiously approached, afraid of hurting the recently recovered Ao Bing. When their lips gently touched, a warm current surged from the depths of his heart, spreading throughout his body. The kiss was soft and brief, yet it contained endless emotions and promises.
After they pulled apart, Nezha couldn't help but smile foolishly. "This is more nerve-wracking than defeating Lady Shiji."
Ao Bing chuckled. "You’re not afraid of facing the Demon Orb, yet you’re scared of a kiss?"
"Of course," Nezha replied seriously, "after all, it’s you."
This simple statement was filled with deep affection, and a glimmer of emotion flickered in Ao Bing's eyes. He attempted to sit up, but Nezha quickly moved to support him. "Don’t push yourself; your body is still weak."
"It’s fine," Ao Bing insisted. "I want to see you properly, especially after you transformed into this so-called 'War God Form.' I want to see if anything has changed."
Nezha laughed at his words. "Don’t worry; I’m still the same annoying me."
With Nezha's help, Ao Bing finally managed to sit up. It was then that he noticed the scars on Nezha's body and the tears in his clothes. "You’re hurt?"
"Just some superficial wounds," Nezha said nonchalantly. "Compared to what you went through, these are nothing."
However, Ao Bing was concerned. He reached out and gently brushed his fingers over a scar on Nezha's face. "Does it hurt?"
Nezha took Ao Bing's hand and pressed it against his cheek. "With you here, nothing hurts."
Ao Bing shook his head, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but lift. "When did you learn to say such sweet things?"
"Natural talent," Nezha said proudly, then his expression turned serious. "But Ao Bing, when you almost left me, I was truly scared. I swear I will become stronger and master every bit of the Demon Sphere Power so that I can protect you."
Ao Bing gazed deeply at Nezha, his eyes filled with emotion. "We will grow stronger together." He paused for a moment before adding, "But it might take me some time to fully recover. The damage to my soul isn't easy to heal."
"It’s okay," Nezha immediately replied. "I will take care of you every step of the way until you are fully recovered."
Ao Bing smiled slightly. "Then I’ll have to make good use of this privilege."
Just then, there was a gentle knock on the door as Ao Lie walked in. "Your Highness, the elders would like to see you and Nezha. They want to discuss Lady Shiji and... the new understanding regarding the Demon Orb."
Nezha and Ao Bing exchanged a glance, both seeing determination in each other's eyes. Ao Bing nodded. "Tell the elders we will be there shortly."
"Are you sure?" Nezha asked with concern. "Your body is still weak."
Ao Bing tightened his grip on Nezha's hand. "That’s exactly why now is the best time to change the Dragon Tribe's perspective on the Demon Orb. Since you just saved the Dragon Palace, the elders shouldn’t be too harsh."
Ao Lie hesitated for a moment before adding, "The prince is unwell; he can meet with the elders later."
But Ao Bing shook his head firmly. "No, right now. If possible, please help me prepare a formal outfit."
Ao Lie glanced at Nezha and then at Ao Bing before finally nodding and leaving. Nezha felt a bit worried. "Are you really okay?"
"As long as you're here," Ao Bing said with a smile, "I have no problems."
Nezha nodded and carefully picked up Ao Bing. Ao Bing, surprised, wrapped his arms around Nezha's neck. "What are you doing?"
"Aren't you going to see the Elders' Council?" Nezha replied matter-of-factly. "I'm carrying you there. You can't walk right now, can you?"
Ao Bing thought for a moment and realized it was true, but still felt a bit embarrassed. "Isn't this a bit... too informal?"
"Who says so?" Nezha grinned. "The Child of the Demon Sphere carrying the Dragon Prince is quite unprecedentedly 'formal'."
Ao Bing laughed at his words and stopped protesting, comfortably leaning against Nezha. Nezha looked down at Ao Bing in his arms and suddenly felt a strong urge to protect him and a sense of happiness—no matter how difficult the road ahead was or what challenges they would face, as long as Ao Bing was by his side, he felt an endless source of strength.
"Let's go," Nezha said softly. "It's time to tell those old stubborn ones that we're going to rewrite the history of the Demon Orb and the Dragon Tribe."
Ao Bing nodded, determination shining in his eyes. "Together."
Nezha held the weak but much-improved Ao Bing and walked steadily toward the door. When they reached the entrance, he paused and looked down at the person in his arms. Ao Bing also looked up at him, and they exchanged a smile filled with anticipation for the future and deep affection for each other.
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