Xun Er buried her face deep in Xiao Ling's chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. Her heart was filled with warmth and sweetness, and her usually cool, gentle features were now entirely suffused with a young maiden's bashfulness and tenderness.
She gave a soft "Mm," her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz, yet filled with reliance and delight.
"Did you... sleep well last night?"
Xiao Ling lowered his head, the tip of his nose gently brushing against her soft hair.
"Brother Xiao Ling, you're still bringing that up? Honestly..."
Xun Er raised her head slightly, her limpid eyes gazing at him, filled with starlight and tenderness. A trace of embarrassment colored her expression, while her soft voice was sweet and pleasant.
"But now that this day has finally come, Xun Er still feels so content. So, so content..."
Her words softened Xiao Ling's heart. He lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead, his movements reverent and tender.
Morning light flowed quietly. Upon the bed, the two lay entwined. There were no unnecessary words, only the peace of leaning upon one another, their lingering breaths, and affection too deep to dissolve.
A faint warmth and intimacy filled the air. Every inch of it was steeped in the sweetness and security of their utter devotion to each other.
"Did you come here this time to discuss something important?"
Inside the council hall, Gu Yuan raised his eyes, his gaze falling upon Xiao Ling and Xun Er as they stood side by side. He spoke slowly.
His gaze shifted slightly, lingering on Xun Er for another glance.
The young woman remained as beautiful and unworldly as ever, her bearing like that of an immortal. Yet, there was now an indescribable tenderness in her brows that had not been present yesterday.