His voice was hoarse and trembling with disbelief. His hands were suspended in mid-air, neither able to fall nor push them away. His whole body was like a boiled shrimp, with a blush quickly spreading from his neck to his ears.
Zi Xi felt his body stiffen and his heart pound like a drum, which greatly satisfied her mischievous sense of pleasure.
Instead of letting go, she tightened her arms, tilted her head back, and her phoenix eyes shone with a playful yet charming light as she deliberately asked him in a languid tone.
“Ling Siran…”
"You fell in love with me so easily..."
"Is it because I helped you out of that predicament on the day of the husband selection?"
Zi Xi paused deliberately, pleased to see his Adam's apple bob nervously.
"So, if anyone helped you at that time, would you easily give them your heart, huh?"
Her fingertips lightly traced his lower back, sending a ticklish sensation through him.
No!
Ling Siran retorted almost immediately, her voice rising slightly with urgency, and even carrying a hint of grievance at being misunderstood.
"I am deeply grateful for that day...that day when you came to my rescue."
"But... but what truly touches my heart has never been a helping hand for a short time!"
Ling Siran subconsciously looked down at her, meeting her smiling eyes, then hurriedly looked away, but his tone was unusually firm, even a little urgent.
“Your Highness, you are unconventional and ignored the rumors to choose me. Moreover, you spoke up for me outside the Men's Virtue Academy and you put your arm around my shoulder at the palace banquet, overcoming all objections.”
His gaze once again mustered the courage to fall on her face, and her clear, light brown eyes were now filled with pure admiration.
"You are so outstanding, and you are not a stone, it is hard not to be fond of you."
"Moreover, Your Highness is upright, intelligent, and decisive. Isn't it perfectly normal for him to fall for such an outstanding woman?"
"Really, it would be perfectly normal for any man to be attracted to you."
Ling Siran's voice trailed off towards the end, tinged with shyness yet also with self-assurance.
She paused slightly, her ears flushed slightly, and a light blush spread across her neck.
He lowered his eyelashes somewhat shyly, then quickly raised them again, his gaze gentle yet firm, carrying a hint of reckless stubbornness.
Zi Xi looked at his eager explanation and the genuine adoration in his eyes, and her smile deepened, filled with deep satisfaction.
"Then... what if I said that I want to sit in that position?"
"Ling Siran, what do you think?"
Her phoenix eyes were fixed on him, not missing a single subtle expression.
Ling Siran hesitated almost without the slightest hesitation.
In his heart, her wishes were the sole guideline for his actions.
"If Your Highness wishes, I will be the sharpest sword in your hand, clearing away all obstacles for you."
"If Your Highness does not wish, I will be your most loyal shield, protecting you for a lifetime of carefree peace."
"My heart belongs only to Your Highness, and Your Highness's wishes are my desires."
Ling Siran's answer was simple and direct, his gaze calm and firm, showing only complete devotion to her.
Zi Xi smiled, a smile as beautiful as a night-blooming cereus, which captivated Ling Siran.
What she wanted was never some weighing of pros and cons, nor any grand principles; she just wanted someone like Ling Siran to stand by her side without reservation.
"very good."
Zi Xi said softly, her tone filled with immense satisfaction.
Before Ling Siran could react, she tiptoed, tilted her head back, and quickly and precisely pressed her soft lips to his slightly parted lips, which were trembling with surprise.
The warmth was slightly cool, carrying her unique, cool fragrance, and like an electric current, it instantly pierced through all of Ling Siran's thinking abilities.
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