Sir Song, do you want to pledge yourself to me?

Ji Nuan hid in Taohua Creek, leaving Song Jinbai waiting for her all day, so he had to climb over the wall of Ji's house again at night.

At this time, Ji Nuan had already washed up, dressed in plain clothes, and sat upright under the lamp, concentrating on transcribing those creepy ghost stories.

There was a gentle breeze outside the window, bringing a hint of coolness. She occasionally stopped writing, picked up a crystal clear cherry from the fruit bowl beside her, and put it into her mouth. Her cheeks bulged slightly from chewing, making her look playful and cute.

Song Jinbai appeared silently outside the window and just happened to catch her satisfied and comfortable look.

"Song Jinbai, you're quitting your job as an official and becoming a flower thief?" Ji Nuan glimpsed his figure, put down her pen, and said jokingly, "Didn't I tell you not to climb over the wall?"

Song Jinbai smiled lightly, jumped in nimbly, and gently closed the window.

He walked slowly behind Ji Nuan, bent down and held her in his arms, his voice low and magnetic: "Nuan'er, I haven't seen you for several days, I miss you.

Ji Nuan tilted her head slightly. "Didn't we just meet in Fusheng Building this morning? Have you forgotten so quickly?" As she spoke, she stuffed a cherry into Song Jinbai's mouth. "Do you like it?"

The sweetness and slight sourness of the cherry intertwined on Song Jinbai's taste buds. He gently spit out the fruit core and put it into the wooden box on the table.

"I like you." He kissed Ji Nuan's cheek before answering her previous question, "Yes, I have seen you, but just for a short while. How can that be enough!" His breath gently brushed over Ji Nuan's ears and cheeks, bringing waves of tingling sensations that made Ji Nuan shrink her neck involuntarily.

Ji Nuan: Song Jinbai, it’s really unfair for you to seduce people like this.

"It's so hot sitting next to me like this. Let's sit down and talk." Ji Nuan pushed away his arm around her waist with some discomfort, a blush on her face.

Song Jinbai obediently let go of her, pulled over the round stool next to him, and sat down next to Ji Nuan. He looked at her tenderly and asked softly, "Then tell me, why didn't you come to see me after you finished your work today?"

Ji Nuan concealed her guilty conscience and said in a forceful manner, "Are you here to settle accounts with me late at night?"

Song Jinbai looked at her with her head held high and her chest puffed out, trying to put the blame on him stubbornly. It felt like countless kittens were scratching at her heart, making him so itchy that he almost lost his mind. His Adam's apple rolled again and again, and he felt that his self-control was gradually disintegrating. He slowly approached Ji Nuan, his voice low and hoarse: "I climbed over the wall to steal your beauty.

Ji Nuan wanted to dodge, but unexpectedly Song Jinbai suddenly grabbed her neck, and his hot thin lips pressed down like a storm, eager and fierce.

There was nothing behind her, and Ji Nuan almost fell off the stool. She instinctively put her arms around Song Jinbai's neck, looking for some support, which also freed Song Jinbai's hands that were originally holding her.

Song Jinbai pinched Ji Nuan's slender waist, gently lifted her up, and placed her on his lap. One hand firmly supported her back, holding her tightly in his arms, while the other hand began to wander restlessly, quietly sliding into Ji Nuan's lapel.

"Um...Song Jinbai, I can't breathe anymore." Ji Nuan finally found a chance to catch her breath under Song Jinbai's fierce attack.

Song Jinbai didn't stop, but he became noticeably gentler. He began to carefully rub Ji Nuan's lips, and every contact seemed to be telling of his deepest desires. His breathing became unusually heavy, as if he would lose control at any moment.

"Nuan'er, I can't control myself anymore." Song Jinbai's voice was hoarse, and his rationality was about to be swallowed up by desire.

Ji Nuan felt the changes in Song Jinbai's body and she was a little flustered, "Song Jinbai, we haven't gotten married yet." Don't be impulsive.

Song Jinbai finally stopped all his movements. He hugged Ji Nuan tightly, trying to calm the restlessness surging in his body. After a long while, he finally spoke, "My mother is on her way and will arrive at Kaiyun Mansion soon. Let's choose a date nearby to get married, okay?"

Ji Nuan took into consideration that he was still feeling uncomfortable, otherwise he would have laughed out loud, "We're not even engaged yet, and you're already thinking about getting married. Aren't you thinking too far ahead?"

Song Jinbai: "Not far. I've been preparing things for the wedding these days. When my mother brings the betrothal gifts, we'll see if we need anything else."

When it comes to getting married, Ji Nuan is still a little worried. "Will your mother dislike me? Are your family members easy to get along with? If they are not satisfied with me, I will not marry you."

Song Jinbai gently stroked Ji Nuan's hair and comforted her, "Silly girl, we live our lives together. I like you, so my mother will definitely like you. She also felt that I had wronged you, so she asked my uncle to ask the emperor for an imperial decree to grant us marriage."

In reality, Song Jinbai was worried that someone would say Ji Nuan's background wasn't good enough for him, so he specifically asked Shen Songhe to get this imperial decree. With this imperial decree granting the marriage, no one dared to say anything, no matter how much they wanted to say.

Ji Nuan opened her mouth in surprise. "What did you say? You even asked for an imperial decree to grant us marriage? Will this scare my parents? They are just ordinary people. They have never seen such a grand occasion."

Song Jinbai: "Don't worry, I will go and tell my parents-in-law in advance."

Ji Nuan said coquettishly, "Song Jinbai, who are your father-in-law and mother-in-law? You are so shameless!"

Song Jinbai gently kissed her slightly swollen lips, "You're marrying me, so aren't they my father-in-law and mother-in-law?"

When talking about her father-in-law and mother-in-law, Ji Nuan also thought of Song Jinbai's parents, her future parents-in-law.

Snuggling into Song Jinbai's arms, she asked, "Song Jinbai, your father...why have I never heard you mention him?"

Song Jinbai's expression changed instantly, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "Him? He's not worthy of me mentioning him in front of you. The man who made my mother suffer for half her life is the scumbag you are talking about."

Ji Nuan sensed the loneliness behind Song Jinbai's indifference and gently hugged him, trying to comfort him. Then, she changed the subject and asked another question about Song Jinbai's family: "Do you have any half-brothers?"

The question was a bit jumpy, and Song Jinbai didn't react for a moment. He asked puzzledly, "Why do you ask this?"

Ji Nuan blinked. "Isn't there a lot of cases in the capital where concubines are favored over wives, and illegitimate sons fight over family property? I'm just asking out of curiosity."

There are mountains of gold and silver in the space. Ji Nuan doesn't care about the property of the Marquis' Mansion, but she also doesn't want those who bully Song Jinbai to take advantage.

Song Jinbai scratched her nose and said lovingly, "You haven't even married me yet, and you're already planning for me? Don't worry, all the property in the Marquisate will be yours. Apart from the children born to my mother, there will be no other children in the Xuanwei Marquisate."

"Hmm. This is the only redeeming quality of Marquis Xuanwei."

Song Jinbai shook his head, with a cold look in his eyes: "No, I gave him the drug that would make him sterile." Marquis Xuanwei was not so protective of his legitimate wife and son.