It was late at night.
I went back up to the second floor and was about to return to my room.
A woman with disheveled hair was standing furtively outside the door, making me jump.
I took a closer look and realized it was An Ning.
"What are you doing? You scared me..."
Without a word, she threw herself at me and clung to me.
I thought it wouldn't look good if Seventh Master came upstairs and saw us. After all, he'd told us to observe propriety.
I carried An Ning back to her room, turned on the light, and set her down.
It had been a whole year. Although we'd seen each other once during that time, I still missed her.
I could still vaguely remember what it had been like when An Ning and I were about to part a year ago. Now that we'd made it through that year, I couldn't help feeling a little excited.
"When are we getting married?" she asked me.
I grew serious and told her honestly, "An Ning, to tell you the truth, in less than two months, I might have to fight the Tang Family to the death. No one knows how it'll end..."
She wrapped her arms around my neck and looked at me earnestly. "But what does that have to do with us getting married?"
I sighed. "Think about it. Once we're married, we'll legally be husband and wife. If I die, you'd be a widow at such a young age."
She shook her head. "I won't be a widow."
"Exactly," I said. "If I make it back alive, I'll definitely propose to you."
"No!"
"If you die, I'll mix up some poison and take it right away. Then I won't be a widow, will I?"
My eyes widened