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Chu Xingyao kissed Jun Jiuxiao on the cheek, her movement gentle and full of love. Then she suddenly changed her voice, with a hint of playfulness and seriousness:

"I'll ask one last time, Yao Chen, do you really intend to marry me?"

Her question struck a chord with Jun Jiuxiao; she needed a clear answer, a firm promise.

Jun Jiuxiao pulled her into his arms, his voice as warm and passionate as a winter flame:

"Of course, you are my only wife in this life, you are my destiny, and I will give you the grandest wedding."

His answer was firm and assertive, and his voice revealed an unquestionable determination.

He wanted the whole world to know that Chu Xingyao was his wife and the only one in his life.

"Yao Chen, you want to marry me and become a son-in-law of the General's Mansion? You, the dignified War God Prince, really have no intention of doing this...?"

Before Chu Xingyao could finish speaking, Jun Jiuxiao interrupted her.

"I've thought it through. I'm willing to do anything to marry Yao'er."

Jun Jiuxiao's answer was without hesitation. His eyes revealed a violent tenderness and a domineering affection. He was willing to do anything for her, even marry into the general's family.

As if sensing her concerns, Jun Jiuxiao, before she could even ask, raised his hand and lifted her chin, his eyes, bright as stars, gazing at her affectionately as he said:

"Yao'er, you are my everything. Without you, what does the world's prosperity have to do with me?"

"I, Jun Jiuxiao, only wish to grow old with you in this life. Even if we have no children, I will never take a concubine or keep a mistress."

His words were filled with determination, and his emotions were like a storm, both violent and passionate.

His world revolved around Chu Xingyao, and he was willing to give up everything for her, even the throne and his life.

Tears welled up in Chu Xingyao's eyes. Her heart was moved by Jun Jiuxiao's deep affection. She knew that this man, this war god prince, his heart, and everything he had belonged to her.

Chu Xingyao hugged Jun Jiuxiao tightly, her strength containing boundless attachment and deep affection for him.

Her voice trembled, yet remained unwavering: "Yaochen, I, Chu Xingyao, will never let you down in this lifetime."

Her words were filled with determination and commitment; she was willing to spend the rest of her life with him, through thick and thin, through thick and thin.

Her embrace was her heartfelt response to him and her firm commitment to the future.

In this affectionate embrace, Jun Jiuxiao felt Chu Xingyao's heartbeat and her warmth.

A warm feeling welled up in his heart, and his eyes sparkled with endless love for her.

He gently stroked her back, his fingers tenderly ran through her hair, and his lips gently kissed her forehead—his most tender protection for her.

A moment later, Chu Xingyao wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him, her actions filled with love and gratitude: "Yaochen is so good, then I'll marry you with a grand wedding procession."

Her words carried a hint of playfulness, yet also revealed her deep affection and commitment to him.

Her lips gently touched his cheek; it was the mark of her love for him, a declaration of her deep affection.

Jun Jiuxiao was deeply moved, and his eyes sparkled with endless doting affection for her.

He gently took her hand in his, his fingers intertwined with hers, and his lips lightly kissed the back of her hand—his most affectionate response to her.

Jun Jiuxiao's gaze was fixed on Chu Xingyao's alluring red lips, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, revealing his desire and longing for her.

He leaned forward slightly, getting closer and closer to her, as if she were his only world, his only focus.

Just as his lips were about to touch hers, he closed his eyes, ready to immerse himself in her sweetness.

"Miss, it will be broad daylight in half an hour."

However, at that very moment, the sound of cola broke the silence and interrupted their impending union.

Jun Jiuxiao frowned slightly, his violence and domineering nature almost bursting out. His world had been disturbed, and his deep affection had been interrupted.

A flicker of displeasure crossed his eyes, and a surge of anger rose within him, but it was quickly replaced by a deeper love.

Chu Xingyao noticed his displeasure. She gently reached out and soothed his furrowed brows, comforting him as if she were coaxing a child.

Her movements were full of love and understanding, and her eyes sparkled with deep affection and care for him.

"Yaochen, don't be angry, we still have plenty of time."

Her voice was gentle and comforting, and her words revealed her understanding and support for him.

Her fingers gently traced his cheek, and her lips lightly kissed his brow—a mark of her love for him, a declaration of her deep affection.

Then, Chu Xingyao closed her eyes and with a thought, brought Jun Jiuxiao out of the space. What came out was her boudoir, where the warm atmosphere of the two of them still lingered in the air.

Jun Jiuxiao raised the ring on his hand and the cat paw sachet in his hand, which were the tokens of his love with Chu Xingyao.

A hint of reluctance flashed in his eyes, but more so a firm resolve: "I have to go to the morning court, so I'll be leaving now. Remember to miss me, Yao'er."

His words carried a hint of command, yet were also filled with deep affection.

Chu Xingyao blushed. Her feelings were complicated, a mixture of reluctance to see Jun Jiuxiao leave and sweetness from his domineering care.

She urged him softly, "Yaochen, let's go quickly." Her voice carried a hint of shyness, yet also revealed her concern for him.

Jun Jiuxiao smiled brightly, a hint of smugness in his smile.

His figure flashed, leaping out of the window, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, disappearing into the darkness before dawn.

Chu Xingyao stood by the window, gazing in the direction where Jun Jiuxiao had disappeared. She gently stroked the blue diamond ring on her hand and smiled.

Nighthawk stood in the darkness, his brow furrowed, like a shadow in the night.

His usually calm and composed demeanor, like an iceberg, was now shattered by ripples of anxiety.

He waited outside all night, circling in the darkness like a true night hawk, but he could not sense the slightest presence of his master.

A sense of unease crept into his heart. Had something gone wrong?

Or has something bad happened to our master?

However, when he looked up, he saw a scene that left him speechless.

—His master, Jun Jiuxiao, had a carefree smile on his face, a smile so bright it seemed to illuminate the entire night sky.

Night Hawk's lips twitched even more violently. He stared wide-eyed at Jun Jiuxiao's radiant smile and couldn't help but wonder: Is this still his master?

That prince who always seemed unfathomable and never showed his emotions.

Now, however, he's smiling like a bear that's just stolen some honey, so sweet it's suspicious.