"Ge'er! Shouldn't you give me an explanation? You actually want to save him now?" Xing Chen's face was full of disbelief, and she didn't think she had done anything wrong.
Wan Ge continued to help Sang Yan practice her skills and heal her injuries. After a while, she answered Xing Chen's question: "Sang Yan is my disciple. She has been by my side since she was a child."
My little villain is still the same; he never thinks twice before taking action in this situation, which is really bad.
“Even if he is your apprentice, he shouldn’t help you with your hair. That’s something a husband should do. I am your husband.” Xingchen’s anger and grievance were mixed, and he didn’t think he had done anything wrong.
This deity, who is usually a gentle and refined gentleman in front of all the immortals and gods, only reacts like this when facing his lover.
"Xingchen, you should go back first. I'll come find you later." Wange was still healing the other person, and in the end, she only said this one sentence.
"You! Fine, I'm leaving." Xing Chen turned around angrily and disappeared without saying another word.
After Xingchen left, Wan Ge healed the wounds and withdrew her hand before speaking: "Sang Yan, I don't want this to happen again."
"Master?" Sang Yan covered her still slightly painful wound, her beautiful eyes filled with doubt.
Wan Ge stood up abruptly, turning her back to him: "Xing Chen is my husband, and I hope you understand that. You didn't even intend to dodge that sword strike just now, did you?"
Even if Xing Chen attacked too quickly and Sang Yan didn't have time to dodge, the outcome would definitely not be like this. The only explanation is that Sang Yan never intended to dodge; he deliberately let Xing Chen hurt him.
Sang Yan lowered her head and chose to remain silent.
Wan Ge spoke again, saying, "Sang Yan, if there is a next time, I will send you to another god to be taught by them."
"No!" Sang Yan quickly grabbed Wan Ge's hand: "Master, I was wrong, it won't happen again, please don't be angry."
Wan Ge sighed, but in the end, she didn't choose to turn back and left directly.
Sang Yan clenched her fists so tightly her nails dug into her flesh, her expression dark and brooding. "Xing Chen! It's all your fault!"
…
When Wan Ge found Xing Chen, he was once again under that pine tree, sitting quietly on the snow, playing his flute. Even though he sensed her arrival, he remained silent, playing his flute in silence.
"Senior brother, I'm sorry. Ayan has been by my side since he was little and I've spoiled him. He probably can't accept the news that I'm getting married. Please don't be angry, okay?" Wan Ge sat down next to him and spoke softly.
Xingchen finally put down her flute and then asked in return, "Ge'er, if he really doesn't allow us to get married, what will you do?"
Wan Ge immediately replied, "You are my lover, my partner, the one I want to spend my life with. Of course, I will firmly choose you."
You are my little villain, my lover for all eternity.
Although Wan Ge has always treated Sang Yan like her own child, her partner is the most important person, and her child can only come second.
Moreover, Sang Yan is the male lead, and as long as he doesn't collapse, he will eventually meet his female lead. But if he is a scumbag male lead, then even if he is the little disciple she has protected for decades, she will not tolerate him.
Xingchen spoke again, "Ge'er, how about we get married next month?"
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