Future Beast World: Pampered by beautiful women, many children and good fortune.

Yun Rong rejected Princess Ji Wan's proposal for marriage back then, so why is he taking the initiative to propose marriage this time?

Is the story line about to unfold?

Sang Luo recalled what the old village chief Xu had said—Princess Ji Wan died on the day of her wedding to the God. Could it be that this time? This princess had a very short life.

Sang Luo was in a dilemma.

But she still wanted to maintain her princess persona. Everyone in the world knew that Princess Ji Wan was infatuated with Young Master Yun Rong of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan. The old patriarch of the Red Fox Clan agreed to the marriage without even asking. If Sang Luo refused again, it would be somewhat suspicious...

After the princess's body died, her soul left the body, and if nothing unexpected happened, it would return to the original body... This was also the only solution Sang Luo could take when he really couldn't find the original body.

I hadn't done it before, firstly because I was afraid of the pain, and secondly because I was afraid of interfering with the time and space line. Now I am following the time and space line, which can be regarded as destiny.

"When will the wedding be held?" Sang Luo turned and asked the patriarch.

"If there is nothing else, let's hold it next month. From what I heard from the young master, he wants to marry you as soon as possible." The clan leader said happily.

But the daughter was not as happy as she had imagined, "Marrying so late, isn't the timing a bit rushed?"

"Oh? If you have anything else you want to prepare, you can pick another auspicious day and I will go discuss it with the Nine-Tailed Fox."

Sang Luo shook his head. "No need. Let's do it next month."

She looked out the window. The continuous spring rain had knocked down many new buds on the flower trees.

I just feel a little reluctant to part with the little fox. After all, there will be a day when we will have to say goodbye...

……

The rainy season is damp and cold, and Yun Qi has stayed in the yard and hardly gone out recently. His illness has almost healed, but he just greedily clings to that little bit of warmth. Sang Luo is also happy to indulge in his little thoughts and often takes time to come and accompany him.

"Is Your Highness in a bad mood?" Yun Qi saw that she looked unhappy since she came back, so he made a cup of hot tea for her.

Sang Luo came back to his senses and stared at him. Suddenly, he said something completely unrelated.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Hmm? Your Highness..." Yun Qi was surprised.

"I remember what you said last time. As a concubine, I haven't fulfilled my duties as a concubine yet. I really wronged you."

"Cough!" The young man seemed to have choked on a sip of tea. His face turned slightly red and he lowered his head, not daring to look at her.

Sang Luo was in a good mood when she saw his shy look. She stretched out her hand to lift his chin and opened her red lips slightly, "I will give you one chance. How about it? Only this time."

"...Qi, the cold has healed and I will not bring the disease to Your Highness."

The young man's breathing became heavier. He picked her up by the waist and walked towards the bedroom. His steps were steady but with a hint of quickness.

The door of the room was closed. Sang Luo was lying on a big bed covered with a soft quilt, her messy long hair spread out on the bed, her eyes and eyebrows showing a hint of charm.

The light body fragrance emanating from females is even more intoxicating.

Yun Qi's Adam's apple rolled, and he could no longer suppress his burning desire. He bent his knees and pressed deep wrinkles on the white mattress. He supported his body with one hand, and with his other slender hand, he held down her five fingers. He lowered his head and kissed the side of her neck. His slender fingers fell behind her, and he slowly took off the layers of her robe like peeling silk off a cocoon...

There was no light in the house, the curtains were drawn, the room was dark, only the sound of two entangled breathing could be heard, and the temperature gradually rose -

At the last moment, Sang Luo suddenly called a halt, "Wait."

The boy's crimson face showed pain, and his voice was pleading, "Your Highness..."

"Forget it, let's take a rest first." She suddenly lost interest again, turned around and covered herself with the quilt tightly.

Alas, no matter how regretful you are, you can't mess around with someone else's body.

If you can’t get it, then you can’t get it.

It would be nice if the beauty of youth existed only in memory.

But Yun Qi didn't know what Sang Luo was thinking. He curled up his body and took a long time to suppress the pain. A deep sense of loss and frustration flashed in his eyes.

Why don't you accept him?

Can't he arouse the sexual desire of females?

This half of the face... He has searched many medical books, but has not found a complete cure.

The charming atmosphere faded away, and the temperature in the room also dropped. The young man put his arms around Sang Luo's waist from behind, resting his chin on the side of her neck, his voice still revealing a hint of hoarseness, "Your Highness, I'm a little cold. I can hold you while I sleep."

This little fox is used to acting like a spoiled child.

Sang Luo couldn't refuse him and sighed, "What would you do if I left one day?"

The boy gently nuzzled the back of her neck and murmured, "I will always be waiting for you, Your Highness."

"What if he doesn't come back? He'll leave me and I'll never see him again," she said.

Yun Qi paused, and the arms around her waist suddenly tightened, "Your Highness!"

"…There are always many unexpected things in a person's life, full of separations and farewells. No one can guarantee that they will be with anyone forever."

The boy's hand slowly relaxed again, and after a while, he replied in a low voice,

"Then I will keep vigil for His Highness."

He says,

"I have heard of an ancient and beautiful legend. After a person dies, as long as she remains in the memory of others, a wisp of her soul will remain in the world and will never dissipate."

"If someone keeps vigil over the spirit of a deceased person for 100,000 years, and the heaven and earth are moved, the Beast God will have mercy on them and allow the two to meet again."

Sang Luo had never thought that there was such a legend about keeping vigil. Thinking back to the past, he felt complicated. "It's just a legend. Don't take it seriously."

"Yes, it's just a legend, a lie that the living tell to comfort themselves. But if there is no lie, what can we use to support our obsession to continue living?" Yun Qi said softly, "If His Highness hasn't come back in a hundred thousand years, I will go find His Highness."

"…What nonsense!"

One or two of them, why are they all burying people alive with the dead?

Sang Luo turned around angrily, but when she looked up, she met the boy's deep and determined eyes. She was stunned and swallowed the words of rebuke. She took a deep breath, put her arms around the boy's thin waist, and buried her head in his still thin but strong arms.

He said sullenly, "No matter what happens, live well, live for yourself, and no matter if you wait for me or not, you are not allowed to do such stupid things... If one day I really leave, you let me go and find another good female who loves you and values ​​you."

"But the Nine-Tailed Fox can only have one partner in its lifetime. I have married His Highness, and there will be no one else."

Sang Luo listened to the boy's affectionate confession, but felt sad.

Someone else had also said this to her, and she understood only too well the loyalty of the Nine-tailed Heavenly Fox to its partner.

But, she was not Princess Ji Wan, and the person Yun Qi married was not Sang Luo.

Some things were wrong from the beginning, and she didn't dare to be too greedy.

Sang Luo let go of him, turned around, tidied her clothes and got out of bed. The young man was at a loss, and pulled her into his arms and hugged her tightly, "Your Highness! Did I say something wrong? Don't go..."

Sang Luo slowly untied his fingers, "I'm going away next month."

"Where are you going, Your Highness? I can go with you!"

"That's a coincidence. Let's go back to your hometown, the Nine-tailed Fox Clan." Her voice was even. "Soon, I will marry Yun Rong and take him as my legal husband."