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How many Noble Scions offered wealth and cities to win her over, yet her ethereal and aloof nature made her disregard all of it? She even rejected the marriage alliance with the Crown Prince of the Celestial Empire, simply because she fell in love with an unknown figure at that banquet.
At first, she did not believe in such impulsive feelings, but when it happened to Yan Wushuang, she had no choice but to accept it.
After the dance ended, she secretly hid behind the curtain, carefully observing the princes from various nations who had come today. This was because her father and the Empress said that she had reached the age for marriage and should seek a talented husband.
Among the crowd, her eyes were immediately drawn to the man sitting behind the Dragon General. Upon further inquiry, she learned that he was the only son of the Dragon General and a general of Great Yan.
Perhaps fate intended for them to be brought together, as opportunities arose time and again. Long Ze achieved military merit during a battle at the border and was promoted to State General, receiving the Seven Star Sword.
"My princess, I have returned!" Long Ze gazed affectionately at the beautiful woman before him, excitedly rushing towards her and grasping her hand tightly.
That day marked one year since they first met. A month prior, the army of Husai Kingdom had invaded Great Yan Kingdom's territory. King Yan sent him along with his father to defeat the Husai forces. However, upon arriving at the border, the Dragon General suddenly fell ill and could not lead the troops. He did not let down everyone's expectations and led his father into battle, ultimately driving the Husai army into retreat.
From the day he left for battle, she would stand on the back mountain of the palace every day, gazing into the distance, hoping for his return. After a whole month, he finally appeared in her sight.
After reporting military affairs to King Yan upon his return to the palace, he hurried to meet her in the plum grove on the back mountain.
"General..." Wushuang felt a surge of emotion and rushed into his arms without regard for propriety, holding him tightly.
King Yan had been watching their every move over the past year. Even though his daughter rejected a marriage alliance with a great power like the Celestial Empire, he remained silent...
However, good times did not last long. The Celestial Empire had long set its sights on Great Yan Kingdom as a prize. Due to their alliance, they had refrained from taking action against Great Yan. But when Great Yan rejected the Crown Prince's marriage proposal, it ignited tensions that could lead to war!
The ground was littered with corpses as cries and roars echoed throughout the palace. He protected the princess as they rushed out of the palace but unexpectedly found themselves surrounded by an ambush set by Crown Prince Jin. To protect his beloved woman in front of him, he took an arrow meant for her while fleeing. Yet fate was unyielding; after they were separated, they both fell off a cliff...
As these memories flooded back, Yamamoto Ryuichi opened his eyes once more but seemed only able to see one person... my princess...
"Knock knock knock... Long Yi, are you inside? Can I come in?" Misa knocked on the door outside, causing that beautiful figure in his mind to vanish instantly...
"Princess? Where are you?" The illusion in his eyes was abruptly shattered by Misa's interruption as he frantically called out for her.
Misa heard his cries from outside and pushed open the door without waiting for his consent, rushing inside.
Yamamoto Ryuichi searched every corner of the room for that familiar shadow. When Misa ran into the room, he suddenly rushed towards her excitedly and embraced her tightly.
"Princess, don't leave me. Did I not do something well enough? Please don't go..."
Misa, tightly held in his embrace, trembled for a moment but quickly calmed down. It wasn't the first time he misunderstood her; being held like this by him was a kind of luxury she craved.
"I won't leave you. I will stay by your side for a lifetime, always accompanying you..." What she said was sincere; as long as he agreed, she truly could stay with him forever.
Yamamoto Ryuichi couldn't distinguish that the person in his arms was Misa and not Yan Wushuang. However, deep down in his subconscious, he preferred to believe that the woman in his arms was indeed his princess, avoiding the harsh reality that faced him.
The Honeymoon Trip gradually changed Yan Wushuang's heart. She seemed to revert to her previous amnesiac self, often getting a little confused and enjoying being spoiled in front of Rafas.
"Lefas, Yezi and Sharl are engaged. What do you think we should prepare for them?" Nestled in his arms, enjoying his comforting embrace was her favorite thing to do at the moment.
Rafas removed the mask from his face; in front of her, he didn't need it to hide himself. The deep scar on his face had remained unchanged over the years—still cold and serious. Every time Yan Wushuang saw that scar, she wanted to ask him what had caused his injury.
"Darling, you are now Mrs. Lei, the mistress of this castle, the wife of the president of Monica Corporation, and the matriarch of Solomon. Shouldn't these matters be resolved by you?" Rafas looked at her with a gentle smile, playfully twirling a strand of her hair with his fingers.
Yan Wushuang glanced at him, sighed, and leaned her head against him helplessly. "But I really don't understand what kind of gifts we should give. Would giving jewelry be too tacky? Or should we give cash gifts? How much would be appropriate?"
"Silly girl, aren't you good friends with Ieyako? Don't you know what she wants most? Besides, this is just an engagement; it's still next month. Don't take it too seriously." Rafas disliked her focusing on others, even if they were women; he wouldn't allow it.
He had warned her about these things before. Of course, he wouldn't threaten her so roughly now, but his domineering nature remained unchanged—it seemed it would never change throughout this lifetime.
Yan Wushuang nodded; it seemed she was just too nervous. But it was understandable since Yezi was her closest friend, and she certainly wanted to put some thought into it.
Rafas held her tightly in his arms. They had been very happy these past few days. He lowered his head and nestled into her fair neck, missing her scent. His soft lips lightly bit her earlobe, releasing warm breaths that made Wushuang squirm restlessly in his embrace.
"Lefas, not like this during the day..." Yan Wushuang's cheeks flushed red as she lowered her head and dared not meet his gaze. The familiar scent from him reminded her of those passionate nights on the island.
He was so warm and considerate; every touch made her daydream. She never expected that one accident could change him so completely, and his transformation also caused her heart to drift slightly off its path.
Rafas gently nibbled on her earlobe through the thin fabric of her clothing; her alluring curves still captivated him.
"My little fool, we're in our home now. Who would dare say anything? Do I need anyone's permission to pamper my wife in my own house? If anyone dares to gossip, I will make sure they have a very comfortable outcome!" His earlier gentle teasing turned into a statement that felt particularly uncomfortable—a clear threat.
"Stop it! I don't want to think about that during the day. Let me go; I need to feed Snowball." Yan Wushuang playfully struggled in his arms. His desires came quickly and strongly; she knew she wouldn't be able to resist. It would be embarrassing if the servants found out what they were doing during the day.
Breaking free from his embrace, Yan Wushuang quickly ran to the door. After giving him a shy smile, she left the room, holding Snowball outside and heading downstairs to find some treats for it.
Rafas wore a broad smile, never realizing that his life could be this happy. Even during the time he spent with her in the past, he had never felt such happiness and satisfaction. He owed it all to Kogura's cleverness and Yamamoto Ryuichi's overconfidence!
Although he had thought about secretly assassinating Yamamoto Ryuichi after that day, he had promised Yan Wushuang that he would not touch a hair on him unless he caused trouble.
A man of his word, he indeed took Yan Wushuang out of Japan afterward. Once her injuries healed, he immediately took her away from Las Vegas for a trip, never bringing up that incident again.
Downstairs, Wushuang held Snowball in her arms and got some food from the kitchen. She played with it on a bench by the lake. Rafas seemed a bit unhappy that she had left him alone in the room. After all, he was the president of a major corporation and had wasted an entire afternoon to accompany her; it seemed she didn't appreciate it at all, which was quite disheartening.
He plopped down beside her and pulled Yan Wushuang, who was playing with Snowball, into his arms.
On a sunny afternoon in the tranquil little garden, a few white clouds floated lazily in the blue sky. A couple nestled together, with a snow-white rabbit in their arms, added a lively touch to this sweet scene.
Yan Wushuang leaned against Rafas's chest, gazing at the calm surface of the lake before her. A faint sadness washed over her eyes as she looked down at Snowball's pure white fur, and she couldn't help but let a few tears fall.
"Baby, what's wrong? Why are you suddenly crying?" Rafas didn't understand what had come over her, but seeing her swollen eyes made him feel uneasy alongside her emotions.
Yan Wushuang's sobs grew louder. Suddenly, she stood up from his embrace while holding Snowball and pointed at the calm lake that looked like a mirror. "My Snowball drowned here! If you hadn't refused to save it, my Snowball wouldn't have drowned!"
Rafas felt a pang in his heart; so this was what made her sad. Thinking back to that night’s events, perhaps he had been too impulsive.
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