After understanding Ju Zi's intentions, he had contacted the Soul Spirit with his mental power and made preparations.
"Senior sister, will you be my bride?"
Yang Hao held Ju Zi's hand as he proposed. This step was essential: it would leave a perfect impression in her heart, spare her any regrets, and make it easier to maintain their relationship going forward.
He also intended to make Ju Zi one of his own, so he could better scheme against Xu Tianran and the Sun Moon Empire.
He hadn't originally planned on anything like this, but who could have guessed Ju Zi would set her sights on him?
The butterfly effect he'd caused had been too great. It had led Xu Tianran to ascend the throne and proclaim himself emperor ahead of schedule, exposing this problem too. Now, Ju Zi had only one choice left.
"But I..."
Looking at the wedding dress, Ju Zi's heart grew even more confused.
She had thought they would only be together for one night, but from the way her junior was acting, he was clearly serious.
"I know about Xu Tianran's physical condition. Back then, I only helped him attach his prosthetic limbs, but I also used my mental power to examine him while I was at it. He's no longer capable of that. He made you empress merely to conceal his own impotence.
"You and he aren't truly husband and wife. You don't need to worry about anything else. Just answer me: are you willing to be my bride?"
Yang Hao drew her into his arms. His expression grew more serious, and the affection in his eyes became even more genuine.
"I... I'm willing."
After hesitating for a long while, Ju Zi finally agreed, her cheeks burning with shyness.
Yang Hao lowered his head and