After the divorce, I pursued the Ninth Prince 100 times.

Shen Nanxing looked at him like this for a long time, her starry eyes filled with tears, and her gaze never left him for a moment.

But he never met her gaze again.

After a moment, she only heard a soft, almost imperceptible sigh.

"I am a rootless person, and I am destined not to marry in this life. I hope Miss Shen will choose another good husband."

"I don't mind." Perhaps because the cold pool was too cold, the woman's voice had a hint of nasality and a hint of sob.

"Didn't you also say that after tonight, after soaking in the cold pool, my body will be weakened and I will no longer be able to have children?"

"After my divorce from Prince Jing, I became a divorced woman..."

"What talented young man would be willing to marry a divorced woman who is infertile?"

"I understand..." The woman seemed to have suddenly thought of something and lowered her head dejectedly: "I am not worthy of being nine thousand years old. I was just wishful thinking."

"It's not a delusion!" the man's voice was anxious.

"Ms. Shen is very good, it's me who is not worthy of you..."

"Miss Shen, please don't underestimate yourself. There are many outstanding men in Beijing who admire Miss Shen. Miss Shen will definitely meet your true love..."

The woman slowly raised her head, seemingly in disbelief: "Do they really think highly of me?"

"I like it." Fu Jiuli said firmly.

"What about you? Do you like me?" There were still tears in the woman's eyes. She looked at him with expectation in her eyes, but also with a hint of fragility.

It seemed that if he denied it, she would be heartbroken and would completely deny herself.

Fu Jiuli closed his eyes, and his heart felt like a hole had been torn open. Endless coldness continued to pour in, and blood was dripping.

How could he have the qualifications to look down on her?

When he opened his eyes again, his dark pupils were dark and boundless. After a long while, he uttered three words: "I like you."

"Then you..." The woman's eyes suddenly blossomed with surprise, her eyes were so bright that everything around her lost its color.

Fu Jiuli forced himself to look away and interrupted her: "Three years..."

"What?" the woman was surprised.

"If after three years, Miss Shen still hasn't fallen in love with any man, still..."

He paused, then continued, "If you still want to marry me, then I will go to the Marquis' Mansion in person to ask for your hand in marriage..."

Then he changed the subject: "But if Miss Shen finds someone she likes before then, our agreement will be void."

"What do you think, Miss Shen?" The man's eyes were dark and deep, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Shen Nanxing's heart suddenly jumped for joy, and her eyes were filled with an unconcealable smile. Her eyes were bright and shining under the illumination of the eight night pearls on the four walls.

This is huge progress!

Fu Jiuli in this life is completely different from his previous life. The hardest part of his body is probably his mouth.

Now he is willing to give in...

Then she would be one big step closer to successfully marrying him.

But three years is too long...

She frowned, then suddenly stood up, as agile as a fish, and swam in front of him in a flash.

Looking at the man's surprised eyes, she raised her head, stretched out her hands to hold the man's face, and quickly kissed him on the lips, then quickly stepped away.

"Miss Shen, what is this doing?"

Fu Jiuli felt his lips burning hot and pursed them uncomfortably. When he looked at the woman, he was dazzled by her bright smile.

She wrapped her arms around his waist again, and said pitifully, "Three years is too long. By then I'll be an old maid..."

"How about... three months?" the woman asked tentatively in a soft voice.

But I only heard the man's shallow breathing, and did not hear his answer.

She pressed her little face against his chest, listening to his heartbeat, which had clearly quickened considerably. It made her heartbeat a little faster, like the beating of a drum. "Just three months, okay?"

Listening to the woman's coquettish behavior, the man suddenly felt a tingling sensation in his heart, and his heart softened, and he almost couldn't help but agree to her.

But when the words came to his lips, his rationality prevailed: "Not good."

"Just three years. If Miss Shen doesn't agree, then let's just drop the matter..."

"I agree!" the woman shouted hurriedly.

She curled her lips and glared at him: "Isn't it enough that I agree?"

The man stared at her arms around his waist and said, "Also, during these three years, you must keep your distance from me and stop touching me like that."

The woman's eyes widened. "Why? I can't even touch my own fiancé?"

"What's the point?"

The man's face darkened: "Have you ever seen anyone who is engaged and yet has already been involved in such a hassle before the wedding? Besides, you and I are not engaged, it's just a verbal agreement, we..."

The woman looked at him with a smile and said, "Then once Prince Jing and I are divorced, I will ask my grandfather to ask someone to propose to you."

"You better move faster." The woman pursed her red lips and said, "Prince Jing always tries to take advantage of me. He even drugged me..."

"If a divorce is too difficult, it's fine for him to divorce me. I don't mind..."

"I care." Fu Jiuli gave her a cold look.

"Divorce you...does he deserve it?"

Shen Nanxing nodded vigorously: "My fiancé is right, he doesn't deserve it!"

Fu Jiuli: ...

He pressed his eyebrows and said, "What I mean is, I have nothing to do with you in these three years. If you are not married after three years and still have feelings for me, then we can... understand?"

The woman blinked her large, distinct black and white eyes, looking at him innocently, her face flushed: "You just now, you just now... treated me like that, you looked at me, touched me, and kissed me..."

"Now you say it has nothing to do with me?"

"It doesn't matter who you've met, just... like this?"

She pursed her lips, and a layer of mist filled her big eyes. There was clearly accusation and dissatisfaction in her eyes, as if he was a heartless man.

Fu Jiuli opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know what to say.

He just felt her delicate body in his arms, which seemed to warm him up a bit, so he avoided the topic, looked away and pointed to the other side of the pool: "You go stay over there."

He explained seriously, "You're too close to me. It will affect the detoxification effect."

Shen Nanxing's face froze.

Holding the man's strong body, she really had wild thoughts...

A blush appeared on her face, she lowered her head, turned around and walked away.

Only after she obediently went to the other side of the pool and soaked quietly did Fu Jiuli slowly let out a breath.

She only kissed him and hugged him, but his body had a strange and unfamiliar reaction, making his mouth dry and his lower abdomen burning and tight...

All I could think of was to press her hard into my arms and bully her...