Heavenly Fire Three Transformations

When Xun Er heard the words "ask for your hand," she froze slightly. Her beautiful eyes, usually filled with clear radiance, seemed to have been sprinkled with fine starlight, instantly shimmering with a thin layer of moisture.

That glimmer was not entirely tears of emotion. More than that, it was the longing and anticipation that had been accumulating in her heart for so long, like a sleeping flower bud finally reaching the moment it could bloom, quietly unfurling in her eyes.

"Brother Xiao Ling..."

She looked at Xiao Ling's earnest expression, her fingers unconsciously tightening as the warmth in her palm became ever clearer.

The emotions she had been holding back finally turned into action. Xun Er gently rose onto her tiptoes and threw herself completely into Xiao Ling's embrace.

Her soft body pressed against his solid chest. She could clearly feel the steady circulation of Dou Qi within him, as well as that uniquely reassuring presence of his.

Xiao Ling had already opened his arms and pulled her tightly against him. His hand rested lightly on her back, deliberately gentle, as though he were protecting a priceless treasure.

He could feel the slight trembling of the person in his arms, so he held her even tighter, silently conveying his feelings through his actions.

Not far away, Xiao Xuan took in the entire scene. A gratified smile appeared on his aged face, and a trace of warmth surfaced in his cloudy eyes.

He slowly turned around, his steps exceedingly light. Like a figure blending into the silent play of light and shadow within the hall, he quietly withdrew from the warm space, leaving all that time to the embracing pair.

After a moment of tenderness in the hall, Xiao Ling gently patted Xun Er's back, his fingertips slowly brushing along