Nan Xian tightened his arms around Feng Ruqing .
“Just let me know what you want to do . I will give you a hand . ” As soon as Nan Xian finished his words, Feng Ruqing raised her head and gave him a quick and light kiss on his lips .
Just as Feng Ruqing parted her lips, Nan Xian placed his hand at the back of her head and yanked her close to him . He leaned in and pressed his lips gently against hers once again .
In the Southern Bamboo Grove .
A light gust of wind swept through the grove .
The young master in a snowy white robe was stunningly handsome and unparalleled in this realm . The lady before him was devastatingly gorgeous . From afar, both of them looked more captivating than a beautiful painting .
Nan Xian parted his lips after a long while . With one hand around her slim waist, both of them soared into the sky like a gust of wind . Not long after, they descended right before a wooden hut .
A faint fragrance lingered in the wooden hut .
The wooden hut's interior was simple but elegant, just like Nan Xian's temperament—carefree and free from desire .
Nan Xian took Feng Ruqing to a wooden bed and gently laid her down .
Her hair fluttered in the wind—messy but did not in the slightest dim her beauty .
Nan Xian's slender fingers slid through her tangled hair and landed on her cheek .
“Where is Xiao Qing, the snake?” Feng Ruqing asked, anxiously .
“Xiao Qing has lost its way . It won't be back before tonight . ” The corner of Nan Xian's lips lifted .
“Ah, that's great . ” Feng Ruqing raised her head . She put her arms around Nan Xian's neck and kissed him on his lips .
She could taste the sweetness lingered between his lips and teeth . It was so delicate, like the taste of jasmine . She truly loved the taste of him .
After a while, she parted her lips with a faint smile on her face .
“Nan Xian… Do you still remember that I ate the fruit that Qing Han had given to me in order to save my mother? It had nearly crippled all my meridians . ”
“Uhm, I remember that . ”
“It's you who had saved me that day . However, I saw a man who looked like you inside of me . The only difference was that his hair was gray . ”
Hearing the lady's whispers, Nan Xian's hand that was stroking her hair paused as he stared her in the eyes .
“I have no idea if that was you, but I could feel that I know him…”
Feng Ruqing could feel the heart-wrenching sorrow behind the man's eyes . Like a sword that had pierced right into her heart, it was so painful that she had nearly broken into tears .
The man was so elegant . He should not suffer from such pain .
“Also, I have taken a painting from Paramount . I don't know why, when I look at the painting, my heart aches…” Feng Ruqing's smile faded and pain crept into her eyes .
The pain in Feng Ruqing's eyes pierced into Nan Xian eyes and broke his heart . He leaned over to kiss her, wildly . His kiss was no longer as gentle as before . It was so passionate as if he wanted to taste every bit of her .
In Feng Ruqing's eyes, Nan Xian had always been free from desire . This was the first time Feng Ruqing saw Nan Xian behave like this . However, she did not stop him but simply raised her head to kiss him back .
“Qing'er, will you marry me?”1
“Hmm?” Feng Ruqing's head tilted . She had always wanted to sleep with Nan Xian but she had never thought of marrying him
“State Preceptor, tell me honestly . Since when did you start having the desire for me? Why have I never felt that?” Feng Ruqing squinted as she smiled .
If a dream was counted, it should be the year when Nan Xian was five years old . It was the first time his heart was broken…
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