"You don't have to be so tired."
"Saving people is not something you can do alone. The entire Ghost Demon Saint Sect is here to help you share the burden. Besides, I am also here to support you."
As he spoke, Dongfang Yuan had already moved close to Qian Xinrui's delicate body, and their bodies were vaguely very close.
Qian Xinrui glanced at him and asked with a conflicted look in her heart: "Emperor Yuan, I want to ask you something."
"Go ahead." Dongfang Yuan nodded.
"You, why are you so nice to me?"
"Do you really just like me?" Qian Xinrui asked him curiously.
Dongfang Yuan looked directly at her and said seriously, "Isn't this enough?"
"But why do you like me?"
"How long have we known each other?"
"You probably don't know me very well, and I don't know you very well either, so how can I talk about liking you?" Qian Xinrui still asked in confusion.
"Of all things in the world, only love is incomprehensible."
"If the Saint wants to know from me what characteristics I like about you, I can tell you hundreds of them."
"But none of this means anything."
"Xinrui, believe it or not, some things are destined when they happen."
Dongfang Yuan looked at the lake and said calmly.
"Destined?" Qian Xinrui didn't quite understand.
"good."
"I don't like beating around the bush, so I'll just say it straight."
"When I first saw you, I decided that you could only be my woman in this life."
"Of course, this emperor will not use coercion to threaten you, nor do I bother to do so."
"What this emperor wants is also your own will."
"You can regard what happened these days as the sincerity that this emperor has shown you, or you can also regard it as my selfish desire for you."
"It's up to you to choose what you want. I won't put any pressure on you."
"Because I don't want to see that if becoming my woman will make you more tired and hard-working, then it's better not to talk about this matter."
Dongfang Yuan's words seemed to be a step backward in order to advance.
But it touched Qian Xinrui's heart directly and deeply touched her.
As a woman who always works hard for her career, no one feels sorry for her. Everyone only sees her glamour and talent.
But few people know how much hard work and price she paid to achieve such results.
But Dongfang Yuan never asked her to be strong or perfect.
As long as she has a good rest.
This is the most different point from others.
Combined with what happened before, as well as Dongfang Yuan’s own charm and strength, Qian Xinrui at this moment... is already a little confused.
Seeing Qian Xinrui keeping silent with her face down, Dongfang Yuan's heart was as clear as a mirror. He put his arms around her shoulders and gently placed her head on his shoulders.
Qian Xinrui did not show any resistance or dissatisfaction.
The two stood by the lake, quietly, without saying a word.
"I can feel the struggle in your heart."
"If this choice gives you a headache, don't think about it too much."
"For many things, a momentary rush will not produce results." Dongfang Yuan said comfortingly.
"Well... give me a few days."
"I'll give you the answer."
Qian Xinrui nodded and answered while leaning on his shoulder.
Dongfang Yuan smiled calmly and patted her head gently: "Don't worry."
"I happen to be free now."
"How about this, I will take you to experience the joy of relaxation."
Dongfang Yuan took Qian Xinrui's hand and walked towards the Diaoyutai next to them.
In the following days, Dongfang Yuan struck while the iron was hot.
I spend the whole day with Qian Xinrui, taking her to experience fishing, barbecue and other relaxing activities.
This was something Qian Xinrui had never experienced before. During these days, she had gained a sense of happiness, freshness, and satisfaction from being with Dongfang Yuan...
However, without realizing it, a very vague dependence developed.
This was a feeling she had never had since she was a child.
A famous and talented woman in Qingyun Fairyland developed a sense of dependence on a man.
Even if it's only a little bit... But for Dongfang Yuan, this is already a ray of hope...
………
Seven Star Palace.
Dongfang Yuan's figure flashed and appeared above the Seven Star Palace.
Then, the Qiyuan Spirit, sensing Dongfang Yuan's aura, shrank in size and appeared in front of him.
"Your Majesty the Emperor."
"But what's the matter?"
Qi Yuanling's injuries have now recovered by more than half.
His combat power also recovered to the first level of the Immortal Lord realm.
However, his combat power is still far from his peak period, which was the peak of the Immortal Lord realm.
"This is for you."
"Qingyuan Immortal Liquid, refine it, and your injuries will be healed."
Dongfang Yuan threw a transparent jade bottle to him, which contained the Qingyuan Immortal Liquid.
“Qingyuan Immortal Liquid!!”
“It’s actually such a divine object!!”
After Qi Yuanling got it, his eyes were shocked and he was extremely surprised.
It is truly shocking that Emperor Yuan has such a divine object in his hands.
You know, something like Qingyuan Immortal Liquid is almost only available in the hands of those immortal races.
Even their Qilin clan has never had it.
"Thank you, Emperor Yuan!!"
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