Wedding Night, Going Up the Mountain to Propose Marriage

"Why go back to the sect so late at night?"

Lu Heng held Yun Yun's soft hand without the slightest intention of letting go. Instead, he took the opportunity to pull her even closer to his side.

"The roads aren't safe."

The excuse was so flimsy that everyone present nearly laughed.

What danger could a Dou Emperor possibly face within the borders of the Jia Ma Empire?

Ya Fei leaned against her chair, holding a teacup as she gently blew on it. The smile in her eyes was nearly overflowing.

Cai Lin gave a cold snort and turned her head away, but she said nothing.

She had come to understand it clearly. This man's skin was far too thick; gaining another "sister" seemed to be only a matter of time.

Forget it. She had chosen him, after all.

Xiao Yi Xian and Qing Lin quietly remained in the background, one smiling gently while the other watched with a face full of curiosity.

Yun Yun's cheeks instantly flushed crimson. She instinctively tried to pull her hand back, but Lu Heng only gripped it tighter.

Lowering her head, she spoke in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz. "I... I haven't told my teacher yet..."

The moment the words left her mouth, even she felt they lacked conviction.

What did it matter whether she had told him or not?

Could her teacher possibly object? He would probably be delighted to wrap her up and send her over himself.

Lu Heng bent down, moved close to her ear, and spoke in a warm breath only the two of them could hear.

"But I don't want you to go back."

His warm breath brushed Yun Yun's earlobe, and her entire body went weak as if shocked by lightning.

The next moment, Lu Heng