"Sorry, I'm not interested."
Xuan Fengqian's narrow, almond-shaped eyes were slightly upturned, and his sharp gaze carried an air of fierce heroism.
In her opinion, Di Jun and Leng Ye were cut from the same cloth.
Leng Ye was utterly despicable and thoroughly evil.
And Di Jun is not to be outdone.
He cultivated a persona of a deeply affectionate but short-lived romantic hero, but in reality, he loved no one but himself.
"Is there something wrong with your health, little sister? Is she not interested in men?"
"I'm in perfect health."
Xuanfeng Qian was speechless.
Her body was perfectly normal; she just wasn't interested in him, that was all.
Instead of reflecting on why he always makes such greasy gestures, he actually started questioning whether there was something wrong with her body.
So all the women in the world have to pay for his greasy behavior?
Di Jun, having been rebuffed, awkwardly touched his nose, then adopted a nonchalant demeanor, his words laced with mockery, "So, you mean, little sister, you're simply not interested in me?"
"You could say that."
"So, you're interested in him?" Di Jun casually pointed at Leng Ye, his naturally alluring eyes narrowing slightly, the bewitching charm in his gaze enough to make everything else in the world pale in comparison.
Leng Ye's heart suddenly raced. Although he already knew that Xuan Fengqian had no interest in him, a glimmer of hope still lingered deep in his heart.
At this moment, he was also anxiously waiting for her reply.
To his great disappointment, Xuan Fengqian completely disdained to answer Di Jun's question, only saying "Boring" indifferently.
"Little brat, don't be so heartless. After all, I am one of the good son-in-law candidates that your father personally chose for you, aren't I?" Di Jun was not angry. He just followed behind Xuan Fengqian closely, and no matter how she glared at him, he always had a kind and gentle expression.
Xuan Fengqian was thoroughly annoyed by him. She suddenly raised her eyes and said angrily, "Di Jun, could it be that you can't marry my sister, so you're thinking of settling for second best and using me as a substitute?"
"Let's not even talk about me. You can't be the mistress of the Nine Netherworlds either, can you? Since that's the case, why don't we just make do and live together?"
"Sorry, I don't want to settle."
Xuan Fengqian refused quite decisively.
One cold night had already left her overwhelmed; if Di Jun, who was always causing trouble, were to appear as well, she truly wouldn't know how to handle it.
"You silly little sister, you're so foolish. If you're willing to marry me, I won't treat you badly. It's better than Leng Ye, who can't even give you a proper title, isn't it?"
"I have never thought of being a substitute for anyone, nor would I marry someone I don't like."
If she had a choice, Xuan Fengqian would only want to find an ordinary, down-to-earth person to live a peaceful and stable life with.
Instead of being forced into a dilemma by two ruthless monsters who devour people without spitting out the bones.
When Leng Ye saw that Xuan Fengqian had so decisively rejected Di Jun's marriage proposal, a smile finally appeared on his gloomy face.
He raised his head triumphantly, a hint of provocation hidden in his dark eyes, his words overflowing with barely suppressed arrogance: "Did you hear that? She doesn't like you, and she will never marry you."
"What's there to be so smug about? She doesn't like you either, does she?" Di Jun retorted, not to be outdone.
Xuan Fengqian's head was throbbing from the noise from the two of them, and she was about to go back inside to avoid it.
Di Jun, undeterred, stood in front of her again and forcibly shoved the hairpin into her hand.
She sighed helplessly, clearly fed up with Di Jun's actions. "Didn't I tell you? I can't accept the Dingfeng Hairpin."
"I will be waiting for you at Yaochi at midnight tonight. If you refuse to accept this hairpin, you will have to wait until tonight to return it to me." Taking advantage of Leng Ye's unpreparedness, Di Jun suddenly darted to Xuan Fengqian's side and whispered to her.
"Who said I was going to keep an appointment?"
"That's not up to you. If you don't agree, I'll reveal your secret. Don't be fooled by Leng Ye's current good attitude towards you; if he finds out you've been deceiving him, he might do something even more outrageous."
"mean!"
Xuanfeng glared fiercely at Dijun, who was smiling broadly, wishing she could throw the extremely hot Dingfeng hairpin in her hand to the ground and stomp on it a hundred or eighty times.
Leng Ye stared at their heads, which were almost touching, and his face turned ashen with anger.
He brushed aside a few strands of hair that were hanging over his forehead and made Xuan Fengqian look at the wound on his forehead. "Come here and apply medicine for me."
"Can't you heal yourself?"
"You think you have the right to refuse?" Leng Ye pulled Xuan Fengqian into his arms and handed her the wound medicine. "Go easy on me. If you hurt me, you will be held responsible."
Xuanfeng was deeply depressed.
She couldn't understand why she was so unlucky!
First, she was threatened by Di Jun and had no choice but to go to the Yaochi appointment.
After being threatened by Leng Ye, she had no choice but to reluctantly apply the medicine to him.
"What are you dawdling about? You don't even want to apply the medicine?"
"Don't you have hands?"
Xuan Fengqian murmured softly, forced by his lewd power, she had no choice but to obediently apply the medicine for him.
Applying the medicine would be fine.
Leng Ye stood tall and straight, like a pillar supporting the sky, right in front of her.
She had to stand on tiptoe to see the wound on his forehead.
This position greatly displeased her.
"How come I didn't notice before that you were so short?"
Leng Ye lowered his eyes to look at Xuan Fengqian, whose face was full of unhappiness, and smiled faintly.
So what if I'm short?
"It's nothing. I'm just worried that some positions might be a bit inconvenient."
Leng Ye subconsciously reached out and touched her waist, finding that her waistline was quite high. He then added with satisfaction, "Being short doesn't matter. Long legs make things easier."
"release."
Xuan Fengqian wasn't used to him holding her waist like that, but seeing his beaming smile, she muttered under her breath, "You're really nosy! Even if my legs are two feet long, it's none of your business."
Leng Ye stared intently at her puzzled expression, his smile growing even wider.
"What's so funny?"
Xuan Fengqian grew increasingly annoyed and, with all her might, began to poke at the wound on Leng Ye's forehead.
Leng Ye wasn't annoyed; he simply gently grasped her wrist. "I like gentle women. You know what to do, don't you?"
"Your Majesty, look at me! I am much gentler than A-Qian."
Wuya, who hadn't been able to get a word in edgewise for most of the day, jumped onto Lengye's shoulder in a flurry of anxious chatter.
It couldn't understand why Leng Ye called Xuan Fengqian "fiancée," but it could see clearly that Leng Ye's eyes were full of her.
Leng Ye lightly lifted the corner of his sleeve, brushing aside Wuya, who was frantically throwing flirtatious glances at him, but unintentionally shook off specks of incense ash from the top of his hair.
"This is?"
Xuan Feng glanced at the specks of incense ash scattered on her hand and suddenly realized that the incense ash on Leng Ye's head smelled the same as the incense found in the broken incense burner in her room that morning.
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