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Endless Longevity
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Liu Xueqing gently lifted the curtain of the Flower Palanquin, peeking out with half of her made-up face visible. Her slender fingers rested on her rounded cheeks as she said languidly, “Leng Xun, you actually poisoned me.”
Walking beside the Flower Palanquin, Leng Xun stood tall and straight, his gaze unwavering. With his thin lips slightly parted and an expressionless face, he replied, “It’s not poison; it’s a sleeping drug.”
Liu Xueqing blinked her bright eyes, shrugging as if it were none of her concern. “Too bad you didn’t use enough.”
“Not a problem,” Leng Xun responded curtly, his steps showing no sign of hesitation.
Liu Xueqing pouted her rosy lips in displeasure, fully aware that Leng Xun’s implication was clear— even if she woke up, she wouldn’t be able to escape.
Yet her stubborn nature always led her to charge ahead without looking back; even if death awaited her, she would rather crash into it first.
“If I say I need to relieve myself, would you let me go?” She tilted her head, her eyes mischievously fixed on Leng Xun.
“No,” he replied coldly without even glancing at her.
Liu Xueqing extended her index finger to touch her delicate chin, her eyes darting around playfully.
“If I say my heart is overflowing with love and I want to walk instead of riding in the palanquin, would you agree?”
“No,” Leng Xun’s tone remained icy.
Liu Xueqing helplessly raised her hand to smooth her smooth forehead.
“Do you have any words other than ‘no’?”
“No.”
Liu Xueqing rubbed her aching temples and let out a gentle sigh.
"So, do you think it's reliable for the daughter of the Wulin Alliance Leader to marry the Demon Cult Leader?"
This time, Leng Xun did not respond immediately. Instead, he slightly turned his head and shot her a cold glance, his eyes as frigid as ice.
Receiving the signal of refusal, Liu Xueqing pouted and, in a fitting manner, lowered the curtain, pulling her head back inside.
Leng Xun took a deep breath without changing his expression, slowly exhaling as he inwardly sighed in relief that the world had finally quieted down.
After a long pause, the silent Flower Palanquin suddenly echoed with Liu Xueqing's loud shout: "Leng Xun, take me away! Don’t let good fortune flow to outsiders!"
The bearers were startled by her sudden outburst, causing them to stagger slightly. Leng Xun's steps froze instantly, a flicker of regret crossing his face. He silently lamented that he shouldn't have softened; he had underestimated the dosage.
Everyone has a path for elopement in their hearts, and every woman harbors a Sima Xiangru within.
However, elopement carries risks, and wandering requires caution.
Elopement is a profound and intricate art; before taking action, one must explore its feasibility and contemplate it carefully, considering timing, location, and harmony among people.
Clearly, Liu Xueqing was still inexperienced and not yet ready to embark on such a journey.
Although marrying the Demon Cult Leader was unreliable, eloping was even less so. Thus, under the reliable escort of Leng Xun, the chief disciple of the Wulin Alliance Leader, the Flower Palanquin successfully arrived at the legendary headquarters of the Demon Cult.
As she had imagined, the Demon Cult Leader was old and faded, already a relic of the past. Seeing his wrinkled hands adorned with red silk made Liu Xueqing frown slightly; a flicker of disgust crossed her eyes as she felt an impulse to cause a scene.
Every time this happened, she could almost feel Leng Xun's unwavering gaze piercing through the red veil like an arrow slicing through the air, relentlessly shooting the words "mission" into her mind.
Enough, enough.
Who said she was destined to be a successful ninja from the moment she was born?
Who said that being a concubine's child meant she would receive no love from her father or mother?
After finally finding a cold exterior but warm hearted senior Leng, she was now being sent into the fire pit in the name of "Upholding Justice."
After all, she was just an oddball; it seemed only natural that she would be the one to marry into a demonic sect.
"Nian Xin, take my place," she suddenly exclaimed, yanking off her veil and tossing it along with her phoenix crown to her accompanying maid and bodyguard, Nian Xin.
"Third Miss, you can't be thinking of fleeing at the last moment!" Nian Xin's figure flashed as she quickly stepped forward to block her path, moving with such agility that Liu Xueqing barely had time to register her movements.
See? Her father always liked to find skilled fighters to "protect" her by force.
Liu Xueqing nonchalantly sidestepped Nian Xin and casually remarked, "I just have urgent matters—both internal and external, all kinds of urgency."
With that, Liu Xueqing pressed her fingers against her ears and dashed out of the newlywed chamber in a few quick strides.
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