After quickly wearing the second male lead who was rejected

"By the way, Your Highness, God of War, do you know that there is an immortal king wearing a silver mask in the immortal world?"

Fang Qingqian thought of Yu Heng whom she met in the Demon Realm, hesitated for a moment, and then asked.

Regarding this question, the first thing that came to Dugu Ling's mind was that Fang Qingqian had a good impression of this immortal.

He half-closed his eyelids to hide the suspicion in his eyes, "I have never seen such a person in the fairy world."

"Maybe I was seeing things." Fang Qingqian shifted her gaze to the fire, her body slowly warming up.

The dry branches gradually disappeared in the flames, and the warm firelight reflected Fang Qingqian's beautiful face, as if it was coated with a layer of divine light.

For a long time, no one spoke in the narrow space, and even the sound of breathing was barely audible.

"Qingqian, I want to know if there is someone you like in your heart." Dugu Ling's voice was a little tentative and cautious. He turned his head to look at Fang Qingqian and noticed that the other party pursed her lips.

Hearing this question, Fang Qingqian didn't know how to answer.

There was indeed someone in her heart, and those beautiful days were the stable life she had always longed for.

If only Bei Yutuo wasn’t the Lord of the Demon Realm, and if she wasn’t from the Immortal Realm, then they would be an ordinary couple, living a peaceful life.

But the reality is not as she wishes. Their identities are destined to end this relationship in a breakup.

But Bei Yutaku was unwilling to let go and took her by force.

Fang Qingqian hated this kind of behavior. Bei Yutuo didn't treat her as an equal.

But Bei Yutuo was the first man she fell in love with, and Fang Qingqian hated herself for this tangled and twisted mentality.

Love and hate are intertwined, she will suffer, will Kitamitaka suffer too?

Fang Qingqian didn’t know.

"I don't know," she heard herself say.

"What if I say, I like you, Qingqian, will you be with me?" Dugu Ling's voice sounded again.

Fang Qingqian pulled herself out of her thoughts and turned her head to meet Dugu Ling's eyes full of love.

Her butterfly-like eyelashes trembled slightly, and Fang Qingqian was a little bit unbelieving.

Dugu Ling moved a little closer to Fang Qingqian this time. He smiled gently, and his frown relaxed. "I like you, Qingqian. Will you marry me?"

There are solemn and sincere words in my ears.

Fang Qingqian was stunned.

"From the first time I saw you, I was attracted to you." Dugu Ling's gentle voice sounded, "I know that you were framed by Shangguan Qinya and mistakenly entered the lotus pond. Originally, the Immortal Emperor wanted to abolish your immortal status and make you a mortal. But I pleaded with the Immortal Emperor, and he only allowed you to descend to the mortal world to experience the tribulations, so that you still have a chance to return to the immortal world."

Fang Qingqian had not expected this. It turned out that Dugu Ling pleaded for her.

Including the matter of the peony in Yuzhong Pavilion, she already owed Dugu Ling two favors.

The kindness of the God of War was something that she, a mere flower-room fairy, could never repay.

"I...I can help you cultivate better peonies." Fang Qingqian said hesitantly.

However, Dugu Ling looked at her with hurt eyes, "You know, this is not what I want. If you don't believe that I like you, you can peel open my heart and see." As he spoke, he showed his sword in his hand and was about to stab his chest.

"I don't disbelieve your feelings, I just need some time." Fang Qingqian quickly stopped him, snatched his sword and put it aside.

The flame beside me gradually became smaller, the wind became stronger, and suddenly a gust of wind came from nowhere and disturbed the fire.

"Ah." Fang Qingqian's left hand was accidentally hit by the burning wood.

Dugu Ling worriedly grabbed her injured hand and used his gentle magical power to heal the red burn.

"It's okay, Qingqian, I'll take care of these." Dugu Ling looked at his hand that had recovered as before. He smiled slightly, stood up, and used his magical power to gather the scattered pieces of wood together.

But it started raining outside, and the wooden blocks were soaked by the rain and could not be used.

The temperature dropped rapidly, and now even the only source of fire was gone.

Neither of them had fully recovered, and for a while, they were trapped in this small space.

The sky gradually darkened, dark clouds gathered, and a cold wind blew icy rain against the hard stones.

"Qingqian, you can be in the innermost part." Dugu Ling looked at the ground that was gradually getting wet. He took the initiative to give up his position, with most of his body exposed to the rain.

Fang Qingqian shook her head slightly and pulled Dugu Ling over.

As soon as he got closer, Dugu Ling smelled the faint fragrance on the other person. He lowered his eyelashes awkwardly, not daring to look at Fang Qingqian's face.

"This is a special situation. As long as you're alive, you don't have to worry about these things." Fang Qingqian pulled Dugu Ling to sit down. The two of them were so close that she could even see Dugu Ling's blushing ears hidden in his hair.

"But I care about your reputation, Qingqian..." Dugu Ling was indeed surprised that Fang Qingqian would take the initiative to do such a thing. He was secretly happy that Fang Qingqian would eventually agree to his proposal.

He didn't believe that Fang Qingqian wouldn't be moved by such a considerate, gentle man who always thought of her.

No matter how high the flower is, there will always be a day when it will be pulled down from the altar.

It’s a pity that he is not the first person to taste Fang Qingqian’s taste.

Fang Qingqian couldn't see Dugu Ling's expression. She leaned her head on Dugu Ling's shoulder and asked, "A Ling, do you really like me?"

"Of course." Dugu Ling spoke immediately.

"Then swear that you will never lie to me in your life, otherwise you will be struck by lightning." As soon as Fang Qingqian finished speaking, thunder exploded outside.

Dugu Lingle's Fang Qingqian said these words, with these assurances and vows, the other party would only become more dependent on her.

"I swear, I will never lie to Fang Qingqian in my life, otherwise I will be struck by lightning." Dugu Ling raised his hand and swore, then tentatively reached out to put his arm around Fang Qingqian's shoulders. "Qingqian, are you willing to marry me now?"

Fang Qingqian nodded slightly, "I do."

She felt tired. Instead of being entangled with Bei Yutaku and suffering, it would be better to choose someone who loved her.

Dugu Ling hugged Fang Qingqian tightly and cried with joy, "I have been waiting for this day for a long time, Qingqian, we will be together forever." He had waited for so long that he almost forgot that there was something else mixed in this love.

He really loved Fang Qingqian.

"Then do you mind that I... am not a virgin? If you mind, then..." Fang Qingqian thought of her time in the Bi Yue Palace, and she still asked this question.

"How could that be? The person I have always loved is you, so how could I care about these things?" Dugu Ling interrupted her and turned his head to kiss Fang Qingqian on the forehead.

There was thunder and lightning outside, and the wind and rain continued.

In the narrow space, the feelings are constantly heating up.