"You're welcome. I did this for Yan Yan and An An." Yun Qingran withdrew her hand.
"Is it just for Yan Yan and An An?" Jun Molin looked intently at Yun Qingran.
Was it all just for Yan Yan and An An? Yun Qingran asked herself this question in her heart.
It didn't seem so. When she saw Xuanling pierce his chest with her sword, it felt as if the sword had also pierced her own heart. For so many days and nights, she had been tirelessly searching for the King of the Rock Cave Serpent at Crimson Dragon Peak to extract its gall bladder; her heart was filled with thoughts of Jun Molin, not Yan Yan and An'an.
"Yun Qingran, I like you. Will you be my queen?" Jun Molin confessed to Yun Qingran with burning eyes.
The sudden yet seemingly inevitable confession left Yun Qingran stunned with nervousness.
Jun Molin's gaze was fervent and sincere, his voice filled with anticipation mixed with nervousness. At this moment, he had shed the aloof and indifferent facade of His Highness the Northern Cold King, and was like an innocent young boy.
It must be said that Jun Molin is even more captivating in this way.
"Jun Molin, to be honest, I like you too, but I will not be your queen." Yun Qingran hardened her heart and still refused.
Upon hearing the first half of the sentence, Jun Molin broke into a happy smile, but upon hearing the second half, his smile froze.
"Why?" Jun Molin looked at her with sadness in his eyes.
“You know, I’m not from your world. In our world, in my country, we practice monogamy, men and women are equal, and women are free. Coming to your world, I can accept your rules and order. But when it comes to marriage, I really can’t accept it.” Yun Qingran shook her head.
She couldn't bear having a bunch of illegitimate children; she couldn't bear scheming and fighting with other women for a man every day; she couldn't bear the long nights, the red candle burning out, waiting for her lover until dawn...
Knowing her personality, if Jun Molin were to marry a bunch of concubines, she might just fly into a rage and smash his head in. If that happened, she might even kill a prince, putting her and the entire Yun clan in grave danger!
"Is this why you won't become my queen?" Jun Molin laughed.
"Hmm." Yun Qingran nodded, then glared at him. What was so funny?
Jun Molin burst into laughter, laughing so hard that it aggravated his wound.
"What are you laughing at? What's so funny?" Yun Qingran wanted to kick him.
"Yun Qingran, if I swear that I will only marry you in this life, and only have you as my woman, will you be willing to be my queen?" Jun Molin tried hard to stop his smile and asked solemnly again.
Even without Yun Qingran saying it, he would never have another woman in his life. He would only marry someone he loved, and loving someone is a lifelong commitment that will never change.
"I don't want to." Yun Qingran shook her head.
"Why?" Jun Molin asked, somewhat frustrated.
"A man's mouth is a deceitful devil. I'd rather believe a sow can fly than believe a man's words. Don't believe a single punctuation mark in a man's words." Yun Qingran glanced at him. These were all things her third uncle had told her. He said they were profound truths and she should always keep them in mind.
Jun Molin:...
"I can sign a written agreement that if I ever have another woman besides you in my life, I will die on the spot," Jun Molin said sincerely and firmly.
For the ancients, this oath was a very heavy one!
“Promises are never really kept.” Yun Qingran looked at him with her arms crossed.
If vows really worked, at least half the men in the world would be in them!
Jun Molin:...
This woman is really stubborn, and Jun Molin suddenly had an idea.
He ran to a nearby table, grabbed paper and pen, and started writing quickly. After finishing, he even pressed his handprint on the paper.
After pressing his handprint, he handed it to Yun Qingran with both hands, saying, "Please take a look!"
If this scene were witnessed by someone, they would be absolutely astonished that His Highness the King of Northern Cold would treat someone so humbly.
Yun Qingran, unaware of the situation, took the paper and saw that it read: "Jun Molin, in order to marry Yun Qingran, the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Zhen'an, promises that he will not take any concubines or have any other women besides Yun Qingran. If he breaks this promise, the two will immediately divorce, and all the property and industries of the Northern Han Prince's Mansion will belong to Yun Qingran."
Upon seeing the last sentence, which stated that if the promise was broken, the two would immediately divorce, and all property and assets of the Northern Cold Prince's Mansion would belong to Yun Qingran, Yun Qingran's eyes lit up!
Tangtang had told her that besides being a brilliant strategist and exceptionally talented, Jun Molin was also a master businessman. The Northern Cold Prince's Mansion owned countless businesses: pastry shops, cloth shops, banks, rice shops… and iron and copper mines bestowed upon him by the Emperor. He was arguably the second richest man in the world, and no one dared claim to be the richest.
If all these things belong to her, wouldn't she become incredibly rich? Hahahaha...
"Stop drooling?"
Upon hearing Jun Molin's words, Yun Qingran quickly raised her hand to wipe her drool, only to realize that he was lying to her and that she hadn't drooled at all.
"Hmph, you lied to me!" Yun Qingran glared at him angrily.
"So, Miss Yun, would you be willing to be my queen?" Jun Molin smiled gently at her, his pale purple eyes filled with tenderness.
"Seeing how sincere you are, I agree to be your queen." Yun Qingran readily agreed.
The two already have a child without any complications. If he cheats on her, they will automatically divorce, and she will get all his assets. If she doesn't agree, she'll seem ungrateful.
Seeing Yun Qingran agree, Jun Molin was very happy, but also a little depressed. In this woman's heart, money was more important than him!
Life is tough, baby sighs. ( ?-?-)
Yun Qingran neatly folded the letter of commitment and tucked it into her bosom.
"Yun Qingran, there's something in your mouth!" Jun Molin suddenly said, looking at Yun Qingran's mouth.
"Hmm?" Yun Qingran touched it, but there was nothing there.
The next second, her lips were sealed by another pair of lips; Jun Molin turned his head and kissed her.
A man's mouth is a liar's tongue; I'd rather believe a sow can fly than believe a man's words. Don't believe a single punctuation mark a man utters. See? Uncle San was right; I just agreed to his request, and he's already lying to himself.
Hmph, I'm angry!
Jun Molin conquered territory along the way, and Yun Qingran slowly closed her eyes! A current seemed to spread from her feet to her whole body, making her toes feel tingly and numb.
This must be what they describe in novels as a spark igniting a conflagration; it's quite a vivid description, I must say.
…………
A gentle spring breeze blows, winter is over, and spring has arrived.
Yun Qingran wanted to go home, but the Emperor wouldn't let her leave the palace and told her to rest for a few more days. She spent her days in the palace eating ginseng and astragalus to replenish her qi and blood, to the point that she started getting nosebleeds.
Jun Molin's body gradually recovered, and the recovery speed was quite fast. In just a few days, the wound healed. The gall of the rock cave king snake was really effective in healing wounds!
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