Shenji breathed a sigh of relief. He solemnly took Linghu Lan's small hand and handed the Divine Palace Token to her.
Linghu Lan looked down at the token in her hand, her eyes blurry with tears, and uttered three words softly: "Yeah, right!"
Everyone: "Huh?" He's even breathing heavily while he's speaking?
Shenji's heart tightened, and a sense of foreboding welled up within him.
Linghu Lan, holding the token with tears streaming down her cheeks, laughed and said, "I refuse! A mere token can't sway me."
Shenji felt like his heart was about to explode.
Linghu Lan gave a sinister smile, leaned close to Shenji's ear, and whispered, "Hehe, who was it that forced me to call him 'Master' back then? And when I refused, they even pinned me to the wall? Who was it that stayed in my boudoir all night instead of sleeping with me, and forced me to practice martial arts? And who was it that sneaked into my room in the middle of the night, and instead of writing me love letters or singing me love songs, gave me martial arts manuals? Shenji, you're so straightforward, how come you have such a filthy wife like me?"
Everyone gasped.
Just a token?
As the island lord, do you know that this token can cause all the cultivators in the world to die instantly with a single thought? Having it is equivalent to commanding the entire continent, and you actually say it's nothing?
What a terrible waste!
Could it be that the Lord of the Divine Palace called him by the wrong name when he proposed to the Lord of Ji Island, and that's why the Lord of Ji Island deliberately made things difficult for him?
That's so wrong!
Everyone looked at Shenji with reproachful eyes, but then lowered their heads in fear. It was best for them not to interfere in the affairs between lovers, or they wouldn't even know how they died in the end.
Shenji's face turned pale instantly. He felt a sharp, stabbing pain in his chest, as if countless golden, heart-severing swords were cutting into his heart.
Scenes from his dream flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern. Those loves were so sweet, and he thought this one would be just as sweet, but instead, it was a mouthful of broken glass.
But should we give up?
No!
do not give up!
Those sweet memories were too unforgettable; he didn't want to lose them. What would be the point of commanding the entire continent if he lost her?
Shenji silently looked at Linghu Lan, his heart aching, saddened, pitying, and self-reproaching emotions intertwined, his eyes filled with complex emotions.
Linghu Lan smiled, her eyes fixed on him without flinching.
After a long pause, Shenji sighed and gave up. He reached out and wiped away the tears from Linghu Lan's eyes, tucked her hair behind her ear, and whispered, "Is it too late for me to rewrite love letters and sing love songs for you now?"
"have no idea!"
"Then, is it too late to take you to taste all the world's delicacies and see all the world's beautiful scenery?"
"have no idea!"
"Would it be too late to send you flowers, buy you lipstick, and handbags every day?"
Lipstick? Bag?
I'm totally tempted! What should I do?
Linghu Lan hesitated for a moment. "Let me think about it!"
"So, do you like this ring?" Shenji said, producing a green thumb ring from his palm. It was pure green. Linghu Lan, who had seen countless rare and precious treasures, recognized it at a glance as an ancient artifact, very likely a primordial treasure. Such a thing could only have appeared in ancient times, right? Shenji actually had one...
She looked at Shenji suspiciously. "You don't think you can trap me with just a ring, do you?"
"Can you?" Shenji asked expectantly.
Linghu Lan was furious. "Do you think I'm someone who can be won over with just a ring?"
Shenji lowered his head and pondered for a moment, his face full of seriousness, before cautiously asking, "Would a bunch of rings be okay?"
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