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Jun Jiuxiao gently stroked her soft, flowing hair and coaxed her in a low, earnest voice:

"Silly Yao'er, don't talk about yourself like that."

"I have come here in this life only to find you. In my eyes, no matter what you look like, you are a unique existence in this world, a priceless treasure, and the object of my heart and soul."

"Even if you have a little temper sometimes, it's still incredibly cute, and I just feel happy about it."

Hearing his sincere and moving words, Chu Xingyao sobbed even harder, asking intermittently:

"Then...Yaochen...brother...when do you plan to marry me?"

Jun Jiuxiao looked at the tearful girl in front of him and felt a pang of heartache.

A slight smile played on his lips as he gently wiped away the tears from her eyes and said softly:

"Very well, since my Yao'er is so anxious, then I will immediately set off for the Imperial Observatory to have them calculate the nearest auspicious day."

"How about we marry my queen in a grand and glorious ceremony as soon as possible?"

Chu Xingyao's eyes, as clear as autumn water, were now brimming with glistening tears, but she forced a smile at the person before her and whispered:

"Yaochen, you're so good to me. But yesterday when I... when I... kissed you, why didn't you stop me?"

"You should know that you are a mighty war god, possessing unparalleled martial arts skills. How could you possibly be no match for me?"

Jun Jiuxiao gazed quietly at the beautiful woman before him, his eyes gentle and profound, and slowly spoke:

"If Yao'er wants to 'stamp' my name, I would naturally be more than happy to do so and would never want to stop her."

After saying that, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, forming a doting smile.

Immediately afterwards, Jun Jiuxiao fixed his gaze firmly on Chu Xingyao's eyes and continued to ask:

"Yao'er, I wonder when you learned those exquisite sword techniques that I used? I don't think I ever taught them to you."

Upon hearing this, a fleeting, almost imperceptible panic flashed in Chu Xingyao's eyes.

She lowered her head somewhat guiltily, not daring to meet Jun Jiuxiao's gaze, secretly pondering how to answer the question.

Should she tell the man who loves her so deeply that these sword techniques were actually ones she had mastered in her previous life?

If he knew that in his past life it was because of him that he ultimately died tragically at the hands of his enemy.

Will he still be able to treat himself the same way he does now?

Thinking of this, Chu Xingyao couldn't help but feel a wave of fear and worry.

She thought to herself, "If Yaochen remembers what happened in my past life, he might not kill me, but he certainly wouldn't love me like this anymore, considering how much I wronged him in my past life."

However, Jun Jiuxiao was extremely perceptive, so how could he not see her slight panic and deliberate attempt to evade?

But since she was unwilling to tell him the truth, he stopped pressing her for an answer.

After all, he hadn't yet figured out how to tell her the truth about his rebirth.

Jun Jiuxiao stared intently at the person before him, and deliberately said:

"The sword techniques you used may seem quite similar to mine at first glance, but upon closer inspection, one will find that there are many subtle differences between them and my sword techniques."

"However, if you are willing to learn this skill, I am naturally willing to impart all my knowledge to you without reservation, but..."

He paused deliberately at this point, keeping everyone in suspense.

Upon hearing this, Chu Xingyao's beautiful eyes lit up instantly, and she couldn't wait any longer, so she quickly asked:

"What is it? Stop teasing me!" She stomped her foot playfully, looking incredibly cute.

Upon seeing this, Jun Jiuxiao's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sly smile that was barely perceptible.

He leaned closer to Chu Xingyao, pressed his ear to her delicate pink ear, and whispered in an extremely soft voice:

"But Yao'er, you'll need to stamp my documents a few more times."

After speaking, he gently blew a breath, causing Chu Xingyao to tremble all over, and her pretty face immediately flushed with a charming blush.

After realizing what had happened, Chu Xingyao was filled with shame and anger. Her originally bright, round eyes widened slightly with embarrassment.

She let out a soft snort and said coquettishly, "You shameless scoundrel! How dare you be so disrespectful to me!" As she spoke, she raised her pink fist as if to hit Jun Jiuxiao.

However, Jun Jiuxiao reacted quickly, grabbing her small hand and pulling her into his arms.

He quickly bowed his head and apologized, saying, "It was all my fault. I shouldn't have teased you like that. This matter of stamping should have been initiated by me, a man."

Before he finished speaking, he kissed Chu Xingyao's luscious red lips with the speed of a whirlwind.

Chu Xingyao initially struggled, trying to resist Jun Jiuxiao's sudden action.

But when she truly felt Jun Jiuxiao's cool and incredibly soft lips, it was as if she had tasted the most delicious delicacy in the world, making her intoxicated and unable to extricate herself.

Moreover, his thin lips exuded a unique scent belonging to Jun Jiuxiao, a distinctive aroma that gradually captivated Chu Xingyao.

She eventually gave up resisting and began to passionately respond to Jun Jiuxiao's kisses.

In an instant, the atmosphere between the two became ambiguous and passionate, as if everything around them had disappeared, leaving only their figures embracing each other warmly.

Jun Jiuxiao keenly caught her response, and at that moment, joy surged into his heart like a surging tide, instantly overwhelming all his reason.

Her lips were like ripe cherries, round and full, so tender that they seemed to burst with juice, radiating an alluring luster.

It is like a newly blossoming flower, delicate and tender, making it all the more endearing.

When he touched it gently, he felt that the texture was as smooth as silk, sweet and soft, making it irresistible.

This wonderful taste was like a deadly poison, causing him to completely succumb, become obsessed and insane, and become unable to extricate himself from it.

With each gentle response from her, the flames in Jun Jiuxiao's heart burned ever brighter, and his desires surged like a wild horse.

Just then, a door suddenly opened, followed by a voice: "Sister Yao'er..."

However, the words were cut short before they could be finished.

It turned out that Zhou Xiannan had barged in, but when he saw the two of them embracing and kissing passionately, he was struck dumb and stood there like a thunderbolt.

His once fervent heart shattered into countless pieces in an instant, like rubble scattered all over the ground, never to be pieced back together.

Almost instinctively, Jun Jiuxiao suddenly flashed forward and pulled Chu Xingyao into his arms with lightning speed.

His tall and imposing figure resembled an indestructible fortress.

He completely concealed the petite and delicate Chu Xingyao behind him, preventing anyone from glimpsing her captivating figure at that moment.

At this moment, Chu Xingyao's cheeks were flushed like the sunset, and her hazy eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of mist, making her look exceptionally charming and beautiful.

Her breathing was slightly rapid, and soft panting came from her luscious little mouth, adding to her alluring charm.

With such a charming and shy appearance, how could Jun Jiuxiao bear to let other men see even a glimpse of her?