Seeing Murong Liyue's almost frenzied state, Qin Luo's thoughts were in turmoil. If things continued like this, things might develop in the most extreme direction.
His gaze lingered on Murong Liyue's nearly broken eyes as he pondered a course of action. But at this moment, his mind was also a jumbled mess; all his previous schemes and strategies seemed to have lost their effectiveness in the face of her pure and fervent love.
I could only try to calm her down first. After taking a deep breath, I tried to make my voice sound calm and sincere.
"Miss Liyue, please calm down. It's not that you're bad, it's just that things happened too suddenly, and I need some time to sort out my thoughts."
While calming her down, Qin Luo straightened Murong Liyue's clothes.
Upon hearing Qin Luo's words, Murong Liyue gradually stopped struggling, but her eyes still held a hint of grievance, along with a strange glint and a sense of despair.
Seeing that she had calmed down, Qin Luo hesitated for a while before gently raising his hand to smooth Murong Liyue's messy hair with extremely gentle movements.
"Miss Liyue, I know you're going through a lot right now, but could you please give me a little time?"
His voice was deep and soft, possessing a magical power to calm people down.
"In my eyes, you have always been a woman as elegant as moonlight. But matters of the heart cannot be decided hastily. Give me some time so that I can treat your precious feelings in the best way possible."
After speaking, Qin Luo looked at Murong Liyue gently, trying to appear more sincere.
As his calming words fell, Murong Liyue lowered her eyes, seemingly calm, but her heart was in turmoil.
"Why? Why are you delaying giving me a proper answer, instead of using these ambiguous words to brush me off?"
"Was he sincere or not? Did he genuinely need time to think, or was he just stalling for time until I gave up?"
"Am I really so unworthy of his wholehearted devotion?"
Murong Liyue kept guessing in her heart.
She used to watch those students in the academy entangled in love, obsessed with it, and felt nothing but incomprehension and disdain. She thought they were too weak, swayed by their emotions.
But now, she herself has become like this. She remembers the man who once wrote poems and painted for her, waiting patiently beneath her window, just to see her once. At the time, she only felt annoyed and couldn't understand why those people were so persistent.
Now, for Qin Luo, she has set aside her reserve and pride. Disregarding a woman's modesty, she took the initiative to embrace him, and even begged him after being rejected.
She realized that when love comes, all reason and principles can be thrown to the wind. Her heart was completely occupied by the man before her, and her mind was filled with his image, his smile, and his voice.
Just like now, in order to get his assurances and promises, she no longer cared about the fact that he had a Daoist partner. The thought that Qin Luo might leave her again in the end sent a shadow of fear through her, like a cold, venomous snake, gnawing at her heart inch by inch.
She feared that she could only trace his footsteps in her memories, feared that all the warmth she had painstakingly built up would vanish in an instant. Every thought of him leaving pierced her soul.
In this extremely unsettling situation, someone who has just begun to experience feelings feels helpless and lost. She doesn't know how to win a man's heart, nor does she possess the sweet and coquettish words of other women.
Qin Luo's apparent hesitation only intensified her already anxious heart. Her gaze was fixed on his face, trying to find a trace of reassurance in his expression. However, Qin Luo's seemingly calm yet enigmatic expression only fueled her unease.
Amidst this utter confusion, a bold and audacious idea emerged in her mind.
Murong Liyue never imagined that she would be so infatuated with a man.
Since conventional methods cannot make Qin Luo firmly choose him, then we will use some special means!
After making up her mind, she bit her lip, looked at Qin Luo, and whispered:
"Qin Luo, I...I understand."
Qin Luo looked at the relief in her eyes, and it seemed that she had calmed down. He breathed a slight sigh of relief, and the pressure on his hands gradually eased.
“Miss Liyue…”
After his grip loosened, Qin Luo wanted to say a few more words of reassurance as a precaution, but unexpectedly, the moment he let go, a resolute look flashed in Murong Liyue's eyes, and her spiritual energy surged up like a tidal wave.
Spiritual energy surged from her hands, and spiritual seals flew out from her fingertips, instantly imprinting themselves on Qin Luo's body.
Qin Luo felt that with each spiritual seal imprinted on his body, the flow of spiritual energy within him abruptly stopped. And his body was completely unable to move.
"Miss Liyue, you!"
Qin Luo's voice was filled with surprise and confusion as he stared at Murong Liyue. However, Murong Liyue avoided his gaze, not daring to meet his eyes.
"Qin Luo, I... I won't let you leave me. Since you won't give me a promise, I can only keep you by my side in my own way."
After speaking, Murong Liyue trembled slightly as she slowly approached Qin Luo, her eyes flashing with madness and infatuation.
"From the moment you risked your life to protect me, I was destined to belong to you. Why don't you understand?" Murong Liyue leaned closer to Qin Luo, whispering sweet nothings in his ear.
Qin Luo was frozen in place, unable to move, but he could clearly feel Murong Liyue approaching. Her hair occasionally brushed lightly against his neck, bringing a tingling sensation, and the slight touch made his heart tremble.
Murong Liyue's breathing was a little rapid as she tried to control the surging emotions in her heart, but her breath still gently sprayed onto Qin Luo's skin.
Seeing this scene, Qin Luo's heart skipped a beat, and he cried out helplessly in his heart:
"Have I raised yet another yandere?"
Although he was inwardly groaning, Qin Luo tried to calm himself down and think of a solution.
"Miss Liyue, calm down. I think we should have a proper talk."
Qin Luo spoke softly, trying to make his voice sound calm.
But Murong Liyue seemed not to hear her and continued her morbid behavior.
Her fingers lightly traced Qin Luo's chest, her eyes filled with possessiveness. Qin Luo could feel the coolness from her fingertips, a coolness that seemed to spread throughout his body along with his blood. Fine beads of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead, but he couldn't raise his hand to wipe them away.
"You can't leave me, you never can." Murong Liyue murmured to herself, her voice like a dream, yet clearly reaching Qin Luo's ears.
"Wanla, are you sure you're not turning me into a human pig or a puppet?"
Seeing this scene, and recalling the scenes from the simulations he had participated in, Qin Luo felt a wave of despair. He never expected that he, who was always cautious, would actually fail here.
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