Su Jin's lower chest rose and fell slightly as she nodded absentmindedly.

Shen Qianxue carried her down from the eaves and landed steadily.

The cool raindrops hit Su Jin's eyebrows and eyes, bringing her back to her senses.

She jumped down from Shen Qianxue's arms in a panic, her legs were a little weak, and she didn't dare to lift her head. She staggered to the door and fell inside.

"I'm coming in, sweet dreams."

Shen Qianxue smiled helplessly, afraid that she might bump her head because she was too rough.

The "clattering" sound of someone going upstairs could be heard clearly. Shen Qianxue stood in the courtyard for a while, and only left after hearing that there was no more movement.

As he walked out of the courtyard, he couldn't help but turn back.

Ah Jin, I'll start preparing for our wedding as soon as I get back this time.

Will you marry me...?

It rained all night.

Shen Qianxue set off before dawn the next day, and Su Jin did not see him again.

With Shen Qianxue's departure, Shen Xi, Yang Jiaoruo, and many disciples also left.

Life suddenly became boring. Su Jin spent her days either practicing swordsmanship or going to the medicine shop to learn medicine from Lu Ming.

That day, Su Jin finished dinner and tended to the flowers and plants in the yard.

Mai Zizi entered the courtyard, her expression less flamboyant than before. She walked up to Su Jinxia, ​​twisting her fingers, and said, "Thank you for saving me that day. This is a gift I prepared for you."

The maid behind Mai Zizi was carrying a small box. Seeing that Su Jin was holding scissors, she placed the box on the stone table next to her.

Su Jin nodded and replied indifferently, "Oh."

“But that doesn’t mean I’ll give up Qianxue to you!” Mai Zizi emphasized, afraid that Su Jin might misunderstand.