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She was about to turn twenty. At such an age, other women would already be mothers, with two or three children to care for.

For instance, Shen Chuwei, she was already the mother of two children, with the babies nearing two years old.

Xun Qingqing lifted her head to look at the man in front of her, after a long internal struggle, she still mustered the courage to ask, "Your willingness to marry me, does it mean you like me?"

She thought if Jun Wuxian was only fulfilling the promise he made on the street that evening by marrying her, she would feel somewhat dissatisfied.

A marriage born of unrequited love was too exhausting.

She wanted a love like that of the Crown Prince and Crown Princess, which was enviable just by looking at it.

Jun Wuxian lifted the hem of his robe to sit down, pulling her down to sit with him as he waved the folding fan in his hand.

Xun Qingqing nervously glanced at Jun Wuxian, aware of her own greediness—still asking so much even in the presence of the man she liked.

But she still yearned for a lifetime commitment to one person.

Jun Wuxian stared at her intently, "Do I look like the type to casually marry a woman I don’t like as my wife?"

Xun Qingqing, looking up at him joyfully, asked, "So that means you like me, right?"

Jun Wuxian nodded, "Mhm."

Xun Qingqing then asked, "Then will you still take concubines?"

Jun Wuxian replied profoundly, "One woman is troublesome enough, who has the energy to marry so many?"

Xun Qingqing: "..." Is it really okay for you to say that?

Jun Wuxian smiled faintly, "Do you know how old I am this year?"

Xun Qingqing shook her head, "You’ve never mentioned it, how would I know?" She scrutinized Jun Wuxian, guessing, "Around 26 years old?"

Jun Wuxian said, "I’ve already reached the age of ’established.’

Upon hearing this, Xun Qingqing widened her eyes, perhaps because she knew Jun Wuxian liked her too, she cared less when she spoke.

"You’re eleven years older than me, you’re like an old cow eating tender grass, yet you complain about my age?"

Jun Wuxian looked at Xun Qingqing’s coquettishly indignant expression, which was somewhat cute. He cleared his throat, "I’ve only recently considered marriage, otherwise, at my age, I would have already become a father."

Hearing his words, Xun Qingqing felt there was some truth to them. With a handsome man like Jun Wuxian, what noble lady couldn’t he marry?

She was picking up a huge bargain!

They say an older man knows how to cherish someone. She sneakily glanced at Jun Wuxian, wondering if that was true.

Jun Wuxian looked at her with an amused expression, "What’s the matter? Feeling shortchanged?"

Xun Qingqing shook her head, then very seriously said, "If you can be true to a lifetime commitment of just us two, I won’t feel shortchanged."

Jun Wuxian looked at her for a while, realizing that his feelings for her were different when he saw her kidnapped and mistreated by other men; the anger he felt was enough for him to understand this.

When he first gave her the attuning Poisonous Insect, he hadn’t noticed any difference.

"I, detest trouble."

"..." Xun Qingqing: "... You wouldn’t find me troublesome too, would you?"

Jun Wuxian’s lips carried a faint smile, "A bit, but dealing with one isn’t troublesome."

Xun Qingqing felt a sense of reassurance upon hearing his words, clutching the fan in her hand tightly, everything felt so unreal, as if she were dreaming.

Jun Wuxian said he would marry her, to be with her for a lifetime of togetherness...

She couldn’t help but ask again, "Are you really going to marry me?"

Jun Wuxian looked at her for a few seconds, then stretched out his arms to embrace her, the folding fan gently swaying in his hand.

"The betrothal gifts have already been given, would I treat this matter lightly?"

Only then was Xun Qingqing certain that Jun Wuxian truly wanted to marry her—even her, disfigured as she was. She still couldn’t quite believe that someone truly wouldn’t care about that.

She stared blankly at Jun Wuxian, only to be knocked on the forehead with the folding fan, "What are you staring at?"

Xun Qingqing blurted out without thinking, "I was wondering, when will we get married?"

Jun Wuxian replied, "Wait a bit longer. If there’s still no news of Xiao Jiu this time, I will propose to the general and set a date for the wedding."

Xun Qingqing nodded in agreement; she also hoped Jun Wuxian would find his sister soon so he could settle down.

This scene was coincidentally seen by Xun Changfeng, who stroked his chin, feeling somewhat displeased. In broad daylight, hugging and cuddling was so improper!

Previously, during the matchmaking meetings, he had hoped his sister would take a liking to someone and then get married. Now that she had finally found a good match, he was reluctant to see her marry off.

Meanwhile, at the Xingmiao Clan,

Shen Chuwei had watched Xiao Jinyan walking more smoothly in the past few days, and in a few more days, he would be able to walk around like a normal person.

She touched her chin, pondering how to persuade him to follow her back, knowing it would be a challenging endeavor.

Lin Xian took a break from his exercise and, feeling thirsty, came to the table to pour himself a cup of tea. He lifted it to his lips and began to drink.

Seeing Shen Chuwei staring at him continuously, he inquired, "What are you thinking about?"

Shen Chuwei blinked her attractive eyes twice and said sincerely, "In a few days you’ll be walking on your own. Come with me, I’ll treat you well."

Lin Xian was drinking his tea when he heard her proposition and sprayed it out in response.

Shen Chuwei swiftly took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, "Be careful, choking can be very uncomfortable."

Lin Xian felt some discomfort in his throat and looked up at Shen Chuwei, "Are you coaxing a child?"

Shen Chuwei gave an awkward smile, "I’m telling the truth. If you come with me, I really will treat you well."

Lin Xian stared at her a while, aligning not just the mole at the base of his thigh, but the two other moles as well.

It was too coincidental.

"I won’t return to Daxia with you until things are resolved," he said.

Feeling helpless, Shen Chuwei didn’t understand what was wrong with Xiao Jinyan’s memory—one moment it was Lin Xian, the next it was Xiao Jinyan.

She settled for a less ideal proposal, "Then would it be okay for me to follow you around?"

Lin Xian looked at her innocent face and chuckled softly, "I don’t mind taking you with me, but..."

Shen Chuwei quickly inquired, "But what?"