Words Were Not Spoken Lightly, Promises Were Not Made Lightly

"Isn't that so?" Lu Feng smiled warmly and reached out to smooth the strands of hair before Jiang Ruoyun's forehead. He said with earnest gravity, "From now on, I won't let anyone take you away from my side again."

"Words are not spoken lightly; promises are not made lightly."

"My trembling heart bears witness, and heaven and earth may attest to it!"

Feeling Lu Feng's blazing sincerity, Jiang Ruoyun's eyes brimmed with happiness. It was as though a little boat that had drifted for years had finally found a sheltered harbor in which to moor, peaceful and tranquil beyond compare.

"If only I could turn this moment into eternity."

Jiang Ruoyun lowered her head and nestled against Lu Feng's chest. From an angle he could not see, faint traces of worry showed between her brows.

After their hearts had come to understand one another, Lu Feng and Jiang Ruoyun spent the night leaning against each other in the courtyard corridors, both of them feeling immensely comfortable and sweet.

Early the next morning, though Lu Feng and Jiang Ruoyun were not holding hands or linking arms, they somehow seemed a little more intimate.

The group rented a spacious carriage and hurried all the way to Tian Yuan City, getting down at the city gates.

"It smells so good. Let's eat something before going to the Su Estate," Jun Ziyi said greedily as she caught the fragrance wafting from the roadside stalls.

Jiang Ruoyun and Ruo Shui also followed the scent and looked toward the distant vendors.

Lu Feng looked ahead and discovered that it was a breakfast stall selling pastries, porridge, and the like. The tempting aroma from before came from the flatbreads spread out at the stall.

As their appetites rose, Lu Feng's group stopped and each ordered a flatbread