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Chu Xingyao's smile was like a peach blossom blooming in spring, and her eyes sparkled with a cunning yet captivating light.

She parted her lips slightly, her voice carrying a hint of provocation, yet brimming with anticipation:

"Do you know the three rules my father set for my marriage?"

Jun Jiuxiao's eyes were firm, and his voice was steady and powerful:

"I have already fulfilled the first requirement. Yao'er, I believe that my literary and martial talents are no less than those of your two elder brothers, and my appearance is also quite good. Yao'er has also said that she admires me."

His gaze was deep and profound, like the brightest star in the night sky, and he continued:

"I can also fulfill this second condition. I will be with you for life, traveling the world together, enjoying the beauty of nature, and I will never take concubines or keep mistresses, regardless of whether we have children."

Chu Xingyao's heart was like a wild beast trapped in a cage, pounding wildly against her chest.

Despite her desperate attempts to suppress the surging emotions within her.

But her eyes flickered uncertainly, and her lips curled up slightly, carrying a hint of mockery.

It was like a crack that couldn't be completely concealed, quietly revealing the true feelings hidden deep in her heart.

Her seemingly nonchalant provocation was like an invincible blade.

On the one hand, it was a cautious test of just how resolute Jun Jiuxiao's will was.

On the other hand, it subtly and delicately conveyed her vague expectations of him.

But then she parted her cherry lips slightly and said softly:

"As for the third condition, the person who marries me must become a son-in-law of my Zhennan General's Mansion. I wonder if Your Highness, the War King, can accept this?"

Upon hearing this, Jun Jiuxiao responded without hesitation:

"Yao'er, as long as I can make you my one and only wife in this life, I will be willing and dream of it!"

Upon hearing this, Chu Xingyao's heart pounded even harder, and her voice trembled slightly as she spoke.

"Are you serious?"

Jun Jiuxiao smiled slightly, a hint of untamed arrogance in his smile.

His gaze was like two blazing flames, fixed firmly on Chu Xingyao's stunningly beautiful face.

Immediately, he spoke slowly in a deep, magnetic voice:

"Yao'er, do you know? From the moment I met you, my entire world has been filled with only you."

Chu Xingyao's heart pounded even harder, a complex mix of emotions flashing in her eyes, her provocation growing ever more sharp:

"The most handsome man in the four kingdoms, the war god prince of Dongjing Kingdom who is like a god, actually willingly becomes a son-in-law? Are you not afraid of the disapproval of our ancestors' laws and etiquette?"

Jun Jiuxiao met her gaze, his eyes deep and steady, like a still pool. His gaze firmly landed on Chu Xingyao, and he said in a deep voice:

“Yao’er, I have never cared about those empty titles.” “To me, Yao’er is more important than any etiquette or status.”

His tone exuded an undeniable composure, as if he had everything under his control.

"Those ancestral rituals and laws are nothing but shackles that bind people in my eyes."

"If Yao'er becomes my beloved wife, I am willing to give my life to her. Why would I care about those illusory things?"

His voice was deep and powerful, each word as firm as a rock.

"Moreover, as my ancestors, they should protect me and Yao'er, and grow old together in harmony. Otherwise, I will no longer offer incense."

His lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile, and a resolute glint flashed in his eyes.

Chu Xingyao knew that what he said was true; he had been like that in his previous life.

She looked up at him from his arms and said, "Yes, I will marry you and be your queen."

His eyes were filled with undisguised joy.

Suddenly he remembered that in his past life she had also married him, and ten years had passed. He dared not think about it any further...

He slowly lowered his head, burying his face deep in her neck, savoring the warmth emanating from her.

His voice trembled slightly, revealing a barely perceptible hint of fear and unease:

"Chu Xingyao, if you are deceiving me, then you'd better deceive me for the rest of your life, and never let me find out... otherwise... otherwise..."

At this point, he suddenly fell silent, because even he himself did not know what to do if he really found out that she was deceiving him.

Chu Xingyao felt a warm sensation slowly flowing down to her neck, and the warmth became increasingly clear—it was his tears!

This unexpected discovery shocked her. She had never imagined that this seemingly resolute man would have such a vulnerable and easily satisfied side.

She gently tilted her head back, reached out her finger, and carefully wiped away the tears that had slid down his cheek.

However, when my fingertips touched those cold teardrops, a strange sensation instantly spread throughout my body.

The tears were not ordinary liquids, but burning embers, scorching her hands and leaving a deep imprint on her heart.

She gazed silently into his eyes, those eyes that were usually filled with authority and coldness, but were now filled with endless affection.

She took a deep breath and spoke slowly in the most sincere tone:

"I wish to be with you forever, until the end of time."

"Until the mountains crumble, the rivers run dry, winter thunder roars, summer snow falls, and heaven and earth unite, only then will I part from you."

Each word is as weighty as a mountain, carrying her unwavering belief in this emotion deep within her heart.

Upon hearing this heartfelt confession, he could hardly contain the overwhelming emotions surging within him.

He suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace, the force of which seemed to crush her, yet he was also extremely careful, as if afraid that the slightest carelessness would hurt her even a little bit.

His lips brushed against her ear, his breath carrying a fiery heat.

His voice was deep and resolute, as if echoing from the depths of the underworld: "Chu Xingyao, you belong to me, forever and ever."

"If you dare to betray me, I will make everything in this world pay for it!"

Although these words are full of threat, the fervent love contained within them is something no one can ignore.

Her body trembled slightly, not from fear, but from the deep emotion she felt.

She knew better than anyone that beneath his seemingly violent and cold exterior lay a heart burning with love for her.

She slowly turned her swan-like neck, her movements gentle and slow, as if time had stood still at that moment.

Finally, her beautiful face was fully revealed to everyone. She slowly parted her cherry-like lips and spoke in a deep, magnetic voice:

"Brother Yaochen, if in this life you attain high rank and great power, and your might shakes the world, then I am willing to accompany you from your lofty position, overlooking this vast land and all living beings."

"If, in this life, Brother Yaochen, you were to become the commander of the three armies, I would don armor, ride a fine steed, and wield a long spear, fighting alongside you on the battlefield amidst the flames of war, shedding blood and shedding sweat for the enemy, without ever retreating."

"However, if Brother Yaochen is weary of the hustle and bustle of the world, longs to escape the struggles of the court, and yearns for a tranquil and secluded paradise, I am willing to accompany you at all times, to immerse ourselves in the beauty of nature, and to travel the world with you at a leisurely pace."

At this point, she recalled her past life and paused briefly.

Then she extended her slender, flawless hand, as smooth and lustrous as mutton-fat jade, and gently stroked Jun Jiuxiao's sharply defined face, her tone becoming increasingly steady:

“Brother Yaochen, no matter how the world changes in this life, no matter how the world changes and the stars shift,”

"As long as you live, I will willingly accompany you to appreciate the vast and boundless beauty of this world."

"Even if you unfortunately pass away one day, I will never abandon you and live on alone in this world. Instead, I will hold your hand tightly without hesitation and walk with you on the road to the underworld, inseparable in life and death, never to be separated."

Upon hearing such heartfelt words, a resolute light flashed in Jun Jiuxiao's eyes, as dazzling as a shooting star streaking across the night sky.

Immediately, he responded in a tone as powerful and resonant as a great bell:

"Yao'er, I, Jun Jiuxiao, hereby swear that in this life and the next, my heart belongs only to you! No one can replace you in my heart."

"Whether or not we can have a child, all I ask for is you, and only you are the one true love of my life."

"No matter where you are, as long as you are by my side, I have no other desires or regrets in this life."

Every word he uttered contained profound emotion and unwavering conviction, like a low roar emanating from the depths of his soul.

Before he could finish speaking, he had already opened his arms wide, embracing the woman he had longed for day and night.

Chu Xingyao hugged her tightly, as if afraid that if she loosened her grip even slightly, she would vanish without a trace like smoke.

A moment later, she raised her head, a happy smile on her face, tiptoed, and gently spread her arms, like a butterfly fluttering its wings, to tenderly embrace his neck.

Her lips, like flower petals, lightly touched his, beginning this passionate kiss.

Jun Jiuxiao's kiss was stiff and domineering, forming a stark contrast to her skillful kissing technique.

Every time their lips met, it was like a harmonious melody, precisely stirring his heartstrings.

At this moment, Jun Jiuxiao was stunned. He had never experienced her initiative in either his past or present life, so he naturally did not know that her kissing skills were so exquisite.

He felt an unprecedented shock and joy; his heart raced, and the whole world seemed to freeze at that moment.

Chu Xingyao's eyes seemed to be veiled by a light mist. She murmured softly, covering his eyes with one hand, and said indistinctly:

"Silly Yao Chen, you have to close your eyes when you kiss."

Her voice was like a bell in the night wind, clear and melodious.

Her tongue moved nimbly, intertwining with his, like a silent dance, every movement an expression of love.

Her tongue roamed in his mouth, each touch like a soft whisper, making his heart beat in rhythm with hers.

Her kiss made him realize that he was her everything, and that every kiss was a testament to her possessiveness and cherishment of him.