Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

"..." There was an inexplicable embarrassment.

Yun Si wanted to explain that she was not the one who snatched him back, but she couldn't.

Lowering her head and playing with the handkerchief, she coughed and her confidence became a little weak: "Then tell me, what do you want?"

"Anyway, my reputation is gone now. Even if you beat me to death, you won't be able to make up for it."

She raised her eyes and suddenly raised her eyebrows, "How about... you just obey me?"

The teasing tone of a bully was so naked that once the scar healed, the pain was forgotten.

The cold and sickly man on the bed narrowed his eyes slightly.

The palace owner quickly lowered his head, avoided his sight, coughed, and explained calmly.

"Look, you have been kidnapped by me now. Now everyone in the world knows that your superior Yin Ci was oppressed by me, the master of Fusang Palace, and brought back to Fusang Palace."

"Now that so many days have passed and you stay in my Fusang Palace, everyone must think that something has happened between us and your reputation has been ruined."

"In that case, why not just go with the flow and substantiate such rumors, so that I can be responsible for you and you don't have to be criticized."

"and……"

The beautiful Palace Master bent her eyes, pointed at him with a thin finger, and said in a natural tone: "I am not married, you are not married, and you also know that I like you and am willing to be responsible for you."

"In this case..."

"Is it just what you wanted?" the snow-white and cold beauty asked in a nonchalant manner.

She nodded, looking very serious.

Seeing that he didn't look angry, she took a step forward and continued:

"Yin Ci, I know that you like peace and quiet and don't want to participate in the disputes in the world. You will definitely not like someone like me."

"However, now that things have reached this point, if possible, can you give me a chance?"

"Just... I'll try my best to make up for it, and let you see my sincerity."

The sickly beauty has stunning features, a pair of phoenix eyes staring at her, and the cinnabar at the end of the eyes shows a bit of bright charm.

His slightly pale face was pale, and he couldn't tell what his emotions were.

His long fingers silently drew circles on the quilt, without saying a word.

I don’t know what I was thinking.

Of course the considerate Palace Master knew that he would not agree immediately.

After all, he was brought here with such force and humiliation, his reputation was ruined, and his martial arts skills were also abolished.

It was good enough that he wasn't angry, so she didn't expect him to agree.

Making up her mind, she said: "It doesn't matter, if you don't want to -"

"come over."

The cold and sickly beauty opened her lips and spoke in a light voice.

"……What?"

"come here."

He was sitting on the edge of the bed, his plain clothes a little loose, vaguely revealing his fair and beautiful collarbone.

He just looked at her indifferently, with his dark hair hanging down and bright cinnabar at the tips of his eyes.

His pale face was flawless, and his cold long fingers dropped down and rested on his legs.

The Lord Palace Master blinked.

After a pause, she walked over hesitantly.

He took two steps forward but said nothing.

So, she took two more steps forward.

She kept watching his reaction and then came to him.

"Sir, you have said before that you don't care about it, and I just wanted to give you a better solution. I didn't mean to deliberately tease you. You won't--"

Her wrist was suddenly grabbed and pulled hard.