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"Zishi, why are your clothes vermilion?" Rong Xi asked in alarm, backing away several steps.

Liu Zishi's expression abruptly changed, turning fierce and cruel.

"My lord, today is your wedding day. Please change your clothes."

His strength was immense. He trapped Rong Xi, forcibly stripped off his outer robe, and dressed him in groom's attire. The robes were crimson as blood, leaving Rong Xi deeply frightened.

"I won't get married! I won't get married!"

The dream suddenly scattered. Rong Xi jolted upright, cold sweat pouring down his body.

Qin Ke had been about to leave. Seeing him wake from a nightmare, he hurriedly comforted him. "It was only a dream. Don't be afraid."

"I dreamed that someone was forcing me to marry."

Recalling the scene from the dream, Rong Xi still felt lingering fear.

Qin Ke paused slightly, then soothed him softly. "I have already arranged matters. Rong Estate's attempt to find you a marriage match will certainly be put aside."

Rong Xi nodded. Once he had calmed himself, he asked with a smile, "How did you arrange it?"

Within powerful and aristocratic families, there would surely be no shortage of filthy, shadowy dealings. He wondered how Qin Ke intended to intervene.

Feeling how icy cold his hands and feet were, Qin Ke took off his shoes, climbed onto the bed, and drew him into his arms.

As a martial artist, his body was full of heat. To Rong Xi, he was practically a living source of warmth.

"The seventh young master of House Zhou had been unruly since childhood. Spoiled by his parents, he caused trouble without end. When he was young, his misdeeds were merely minor scuffles, but after reaching adulthood, he grew ever more reckless."

Rong Xi was drawn in by his words and quickly raised his