Agares stared intently at her, his gaze settling on the fiery red willow branch she was playing with in her hand: "Yes, I'm jealous."
Ginger shreds: "..."
She thought he was digging up her past, and she was ready to fight him and break up with him.
But he agreed with her and said in a serious tone that he was jealous.
What's the difference between this and punching cotton?
Jiang Si smiled and said, "I never thought Marshal Agares could be jealous. Does that mean I'm incredibly charming and you've fallen for me?"
Agares' throat bobbed, his deep voice flat and monotone, like a routine, like a blank declaration: "Yes, I cannot live without you."
Ginger shreds: "..."
That damn straight guy probes her with subtle details while simultaneously making her heart flutter with his direct approach.
What are we going to do?
What are we going to do?
What is he trying to do?
We stripped off her old tarts, steamed them slowly in a steamer, and ate them.
If that's the case, I might as well go to the Fourth Civilization with that old geezer and become a rich self-made man who just loafs around and waits to die. Anyway, that old geezer is rich and won't miss out on a bite to eat or a piece of clothing from me.
"And then?" The slender willow branch in Jiang Si's hand shrank to the thickness of her little finger and the length of her middle finger. "It has to be me, and then what?"
Agares moved slightly.
Jiang Si, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, subconsciously leaned back a little, her eyes flashing colder, and she held a cigarette butt about the thickness of her little finger in her hand.
Agares' eyes flickered, and he remained seated, slowly extending his hand to her.
Jiang Si tilted her head, innocent and naive: "Talking is one thing, but why are you reaching out your hand?"
"Are you afraid of me?" Agares didn't retract his hand as he reached for her, his gaze fixed on her. "Is it because I said that Lord Shu Xubai might be an ancient atavistic Vampire species that you're afraid of me?"
Jiang Si smiled faintly, with a hint of trying to cover up her misunderstanding: "I'm afraid of you? Why would I be afraid of you? Even though I've shrunk now, you can't beat me in a one-on-one fight."
Yes.
As long as it's not indiscriminate artillery fire.
In a one-on-one situation, Agares should step aside.
Why should I be afraid of him?
They might think he's a marshal or a prince, and that he could just give the order to launch an indiscriminate artillery attack.
Agares's cold, hard voice carried a hint of confusion and doubt: "Since you know I can't beat you, why do you resist me?"
Damn it, their secrets are about to be exposed.
Are people not even allowed to resist him?
What kind of stereotypical straight man is this?
Is there any hope left for us to live like this?
If you can't make a living, then get out. Everyone can live without someone else.
Jiang Si replied, "My hand hurts, I don't want to hold your hand."
"Jiang Jiang!"
"what?"
"come over!"
Jiang Si jumped off the sofa: "Marshal Agares, stop talking to me in such a commanding tone. So what if Shu Xubai is a Vampire, or not?"
“My blood, I can give it to whomever I want. You… are just my husband in name only. I can marry you, or I can leave you. You don’t need to test me with these roundabout ways. If we can make it work, we can make it work. If we can’t, we can part ways. You can’t live without me, but I can’t live without you.”
Standing at less than a meter tall, she could barely meet Agares's gaze when she was sitting on the sofa. Her childish words were like invisible knives, stabbing Agares's heart with each one.
Agares got up from the sofa, but didn't stand up. Instead, he knelt on one knee and looked his wife, who was standing in front of him, at eye level. "Jiang Jiang, you're scared."
Jiang Si raised her chin slightly and asked in return, "I'm afraid? What am I afraid of? I'm not afraid of anything..."
Agares moved with lightning speed, pulling her into his arms and sitting her back down on the sofa.
"Let me go." Jiang Si sat on his lap, held tightly in his arms, struggling as she commanded, "If you want to fight, go outside and fight. What kind of marshal are you, resorting to underhanded tactics?"
Agares didn't let go; instead, he held her even tighter, as if he wanted to pull her into his arms and tuck her into his pocket. His thin lips pressed against the crook of her neck, and his deep voice muffled: "Jiang Jiang, I am your husband, the two people who are legally recognized as the closest to you. The person you trust the most should be me."
Ginger shreds: "..."
She stopped struggling.
She was stunned.
Isn't the plot supposed to expose her past?
Why does this plot twist make him seem a little wronged?
What's going on?
What's going on?
“Um…” Jiang Si tilted her head slightly, his hot breath tickling her neck: “I trust you quite a bit!”
“No, you don’t trust me!” Agares grabbed her head, preventing it from tilting: “You have paid far more attention to Lord Shu Xubai than I have to.”
“I just casually mentioned Lord Shu Xubai’s species, and you looked at me and smiled, your eyes even crinkling, and you even took out the willow branch, ready to fight me anytime, anywhere.”
Ginger shreds: "..."
this…
What's the story behind a straight man's blunt and aggrieved accusations?
But... it's a conditioned reflex.
She couldn't very well tell him directly: "Honey, I'm over 3,000 years older than you. Even if you treated me like your grandson, I'd still think you're too young!"
Or it could be: Honey, to tell you the truth, I am an omnipotent being, the legendary ancient Chinese female war goddess you all talk about. My flesh and blood can not only cure all poisons, but also prolong life and upgrade mental power.
Or: Honey, let me tell you, my fertility score is 100! Surprised? Unexpected?
Come on, can I even say these things?
I definitely can't say.
Speaking out means certain death.
Once you've said that, you can go to the lab.
She didn't want to fall in love, sleep with a man, be locked back in the lab, and get involved with Shu Xubai!
"Nonsense, when did I say I wanted to fight you?" Jiang Si straddled his lap with her back straight, stubbornly denying it. "I just took out the Willow Branch to show you what it looks like after its upgrade, and besides..."
Before she could finish speaking, Agares, who was holding her, suddenly cupped her face and kissed her lips. His eyes were filled with turbulent emotions, and his voice was low and hoarse, carrying an undeniable domineering possessiveness: "Princess Consort, you are mine, and only mine. I don't care who you are or what you're hiding from me. I only know that you are my Princess Consort, someone I will sleep in the same bed with and someone I will die in the same pit with!"
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