I transmigrated to ancient times and became a king with a title equal to mine.

Long Bin's heart skipped a beat when he saw her acting coquettishly. Xiao Rong was about 1.7 meters tall, neither fat nor thin, with a narrow waist and a curvy figure, showing off her perfect curves. Especially when she wore a light purple nightgown, a patch of white skin was faintly visible under the neckline, trembling and eager to be revealed, which made people unable to help but have endless fantasies.

Seeing her brother staring intently, Xiao Rong asked softly, "Brother, is it beautiful?"

Long Bin blushed and gave an awkward, sheepish laugh.

Seeing this, Xiao Rong threw herself into his arms and said tenderly, "Don't push me away, let me be a little spoiled in your arms."

Long Bin patted her shoulder and said, "Rongrong, you're twenty years old now, a grown woman. We're like siblings, this isn't right, let go of her hand quickly."

"We're not related by blood, what's wrong with that?" Xiao Rong kept rubbing against him, which made the hot-blooded Yin Fei even spurt out a nosebleed.

"Good sister, I'm scared of you, let go quickly." Long Bin begged for mercy with a wry smile.

"No. Unless you agree to marry me. If that's not possible, taking me as a concubine is also acceptable."

Long Bin panicked when Xiao Rong brought this up.

Although the dead ghost Long Bin married a concubine, he loved his sworn sister Xiao Rong.

However, the fortune teller said he was destined to die young.

Therefore, in order not to hold her back, the deadbeat Long Bin never confessed his feelings to her.

Unexpectedly, the fortune teller was right; Long Bin really did die.

Long Bin was now filled with regret for the deceased, and he also found the girl attractive. However, they had only just met; how could they possibly immediately jump into a romantic relationship?

He hesitated for a moment, then said, "Rongrong, let go quickly, my nose is bleeding."

"what?"

Xiao Rong let go of her hands and panicked when she saw that her brother was really bleeding from his nose.

Having escaped the allure of the beautiful woman, he breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed a few tissues to wipe the blood from his nose, and then stuffed the tissues into his nostrils.

"Brother, are you alright? Why did you suddenly get a nosebleed?"

Xiao Rong felt heartbroken and utterly bewildered.

In his heart, Ge Bin grumbled: "If your mesmerizing breasts were to brush against me, it wouldn't just cause a nosebleed for anyone else, it would make their heart race."

He pretended to be unwell, leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and thought about his next move.

Xiao Rong dared not cling to her brother any longer, and looked at him with concern, asking, "Should we go to the doctor?"

"You cook?" Long Bin asked, seemingly unrelated to the question.

"I used to take a nap after dinner."

Hearing that the food was ready, Long Bin opened his eyes and asked, "What's delicious?"

"We have your favorite braised pork, steamed eggs, and duck blood vermicelli soup."

Long Bin jumped up and said, "Wow, let's eat right away!"

"Something's not right?" Long Bin, who was just heading to the kitchen, turned around and asked, "You seem to know I was coming back today?"

"Hehe..." Xiao Rong laughed, "Silly brother, if you hadn't come back, what would I be doing living here by myself?"

"Did your old man arrange someone for me?"

Xiao Rong blushed and said softly, "No way. My dad just asked me to come and take care of you."

Long Bin sighed inwardly: "That bastard really knows how to play the fool. Those eight brothers didn't wrong him at all."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly: Who told me to borrow the corpse of a dead man to be resurrected? I can only silently play the role of the scapegoat.

When Xiao Rong saw him run into the kitchen as light as a swallow, she immediately realized that he was using the nosebleed as an excuse to get rid of her.

Long Bin ate the dishes while holding them in his hand.

As he placed the plate on the table, Xiao Rong lunged at him, grabbed his neck, and angrily said, "So you were cheating?"

"What trick did I use?" Ge Bin asked, stunned.

Xiao Rong didn't say anything more, and kissed him.

In an instant, Wen Nuan Ke Xin's two thin lips touched his own.

Long Bin's mind went blank for a moment. Although he felt resistance, he didn't have the strength to refuse.

Xiao Rong never expected that a chance encounter would lead her to capture the heart of the man she had been pursuing for five or six years with a passionate kiss.

From a young girl to an adult, she finally got to hold her lover in her arms today. Overjoyed, she kissed him even more passionately and intensely.

He hadn't expected this ancient princess to be so passionate, leaving him dumbfounded and at a loss for what to do.

The book subtly suggests that the dead ghost Long Bin was indeed feigning stupidity, having been confused for over ten years.

Behind the scenes, he was a man of both literary and martial talents, especially skilled in medicine, who was considered a miracle doctor.

Six years ago, he cured Xiao Rong's terminal illness. The 15-year-old girl was deeply moved and confessed her love to him, promising to marry him.

Long Bin was told by a fortune teller that he had a short lifespan, and not wanting to delay Gu Liang's life, he politely declined.

Xiao Rong swore she would never marry anyone but Long Bin, which frightened Long Bin so much that he didn't dare go to Nanhai County for three years.

Xiao Rong is unaware that the person she deeply loves has died, and continues to love Long Bin as always, which greatly benefits the modern man Long Bin.

Xiao Rong's love was pure and flawless; she declared her unchanging love with a passionate kiss, which put Long Bin in a dilemma. He was both moved and afraid.

He couldn't explain why he wasn't a dead man.

However, accepting this love would be tantamount to deceiving the girl and harming her as well.

But if he refused directly, he was afraid of hurting Xiao Rong's self-esteem, and he began to be in a dilemma.

Just then, a carrier pigeon flew into the house.

Xiao Rong released her hands, and Long Toubin reached out to accept the pigeon and took the letter.

After reading the words on the note, Long Bin's face turned ashen, and his murderous aura surged stronger and stronger, like a turbulent wave that made a buzzing sound in the room.

Startled, Xiao Rong's face paled instantly, and she cried out, "Brother, what's wrong?"

Seeing this, Long Bin quickly withdrew his surging murderous aura and said apologetically, "Little sister, I'm sorry, I scared you."

Xiao Rong said reproachfully, "Brother, this is me. If someone else were by your side, wouldn't they be injured by your murderous aura?"

What on earth has made you so furious?

"Zhujia" Long Bin gritted his teeth and said, "He poisoned my mother back then, and he even dug up my great-grandfather's grave."

Xiao Rong's eyes widened in anger as she exclaimed, "I'll wipe out his entire family!"

"Don't worry about this, I can handle it myself," Bin said softly, holding her close.

"What are you saying?" Xiao Rong said unhappily, "I'm already your woman, your business is my business."

Upon hearing this, Long Bin was immediately at a loss.

Damn it, we just kissed for a bit, and I didn't respond at all. How did you become my woman?

Long Bin's disapproval made Xiao Rong feel a pang of sadness. She sighed inwardly and said, "Even if we're not that close, I'm still your sworn sister. How can you expect me to ignore her?"

Long Bin felt a warmth in his heart upon hearing this, and subconsciously hugged her tighter, saying very solemnly, "Rongrong, although I am the Prince of the South, this is only a superficial glory. There are many people who curse me to die behind my back. If you follow me, it means bloodshed and sacrifice, and it may even implicate your family."