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"What does your father want with me?"
Beiqing calmly sipped his tea, looking like a fallen immortal in his splendid black robe, with the Dragon Horn appearing majestically, exuding an extraordinary charm.
"To meet your future daughter-in-law."
Pfft—
I choked on a mouthful of hot tea and nearly fell off my chair, while Tzu He hurriedly stepped forward to help me catch my breath.
"Are you crazy?"
He set down his teacup and gazed directly at me. The bottom of the cup clinked against the wooden table, sending a shiver through my heart.
"I'm not crazy. I know it's been difficult for you to stay in this Dragon Palace during this time. Once I resolve everything, I'll take you away."
Who can save me? Were our legendary ancestors this insane?
Before leaving, Beiqing leaned down slightly and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead. I wanted to struggle but found myself trapped in his embrace.
He never acted this way.
"Wait for me." His warm breath brushed against my ear, making me instinctively shrink back.
He looked at me deeply one more time, his eyes filled with reluctance, as if he wanted to engrave my image in his heart.
After he left, I blushed like a cooked shrimp and couldn't calm down for a long time.
" Tzu He..."
Beside us, Tzu He had been keeping her head down, too shy to meet our gaze, and she slightly leaned forward.
"What can I do for you, miss?"
I didn't know how to start; I had something to say but didn't know what to say.
After a long while, I could only sigh lightly, "Forget it, I want to rest for a while."
Tzu He consciously stepped back outside, leaving me alone in the room.
The swirling white smoke lingered as I stared at the incense burner, my heart filled with mixed emotions.
Beiqing... does he really like me?
What does it feel like to like someone?
I've been a bookworm since childhood, just getting by in life.
I've never been in love, don't have many friends, can't socialize, and only know how to study; I'm completely clueless about matters of the heart.
I leaned against the rosewood bed, recalling the little moments spent with him.
Do I like him? Perhaps it's just more than friendship...
I stood up, wanting to drink some tea to calm my restless heart.
Just as I got up, darkness suddenly enveloped me as I fell straight back.
Damn it, who is it? When will this end?
"Well, well, after sleeping for three days and nights, little beauty, you finally woke up."
I looked at the enchanting man sitting by the bed, more beautiful than any woman, and gritted my teeth to ask as usual:
"Who are you, and where am I?"
The man in the dazzling red robe waved his wide sleeves and said gracefully:
"I am Prince Sheng Qiwu of the Phoenix Nest Palace. You are currently in the East Palace side hall of the Phoenix Nest Palace."
???
"You can't be a phoenix, can you?"
A hint of a roguish smile lingered on Sheng Qiwu's handsome face.
"The beauty is indeed clever."
I twitched my lips and rolled my eyes.
Now this is great; with both dragon and phoenix present, where's the throne? I want to ascend.
"Why did you bring me here?"
Sheng Qiwu smiled mysteriously:
"At someone else's request."
"Is that so?" This time I was unusually calm. After pondering for a moment, a faint smile of sorrow appeared at the corner of my mouth.
"Let me guess, this person is Beiqing, right?"
Sheng Qiwu hesitated, and I continued, "Let me guess again, Beiqing had a conflict with his father over something and didn't want to involve me, so he sent you to bring me here?"
A hint of surprise flashed in Sheng Qiwu's eyes, and he seemed about to explain. I glanced at him and understood.
"I think this matter must be related to the Dragon Clan and humans.
"The Dragon King harbors hostility towards humans, wanting to punish them, or even... replace them, am I right?"
The man was completely stunned, his lips slightly parted, and the folding fan in his hand fell to the ground.
Seeing his reaction, I felt an increasing chill in my heart, a wave of coldness creeping up my spine.
I sat up and locked eyes with him, my mood heavy as I questioned again, "Am I right?"
After a long while, Sheng Qiwu came back to his senses, suppressing a smile as he sighed deeply, "…Yes."
It wasn't hard to guess; Beiqing's actions when he left that day resembled a farewell. Though he tried hard to suppress it, I could still sense the undeniable affection in his emotions.
"Where is Beiqing?" I fixed my gaze on Sheng Qiwu.
"He... is still here, still dealing with matters. Once he finishes, you can go back."
Perhaps due to a lack of confidence, Sheng Qiwu avoided my probing gaze and answered hesitantly.
"Sheng Qiwu, where is he?"
A wave of heat surged into my eyes, and I felt tears welling up.
I was afraid, afraid that he would leave me forever.
Sheng Qiwu remained silent, staring at me as if trying to confirm something.
After a long while, he finally spoke, his voice heavy with suppressed emotion:
"Bone Carving Platform."
My mind was struck like thunder, instantly buzzing with confusion.
I didn't know how I managed to leave the room; I only remembered stumbling forward, trembling all over.
My face turned pale, my head filled with a ringing sound, and I could hear nothing around me. A few faint white lights flickered in front of my eyes.
At that moment, I couldn't think at all; everything I did was purely instinctual.
"The Bone Carving Platform is the Dragon Clan's execution site. Beiqing is willing to offer five dragon bones and fifteen scales to protect humanity, hoping that his father will abandon the plan to overthrow humans.
"For thousands of years, dragons and phoenixes have been revered in history; people respect us and love us. Our existence is born from people's faith, and our survival relies on the power of that faith. But now, ancient beliefs are gradually fading, and both the Dragon and Phoenix clans are weakening, their former glory lost. The Dragon King resents humanity's ruthlessness and wishes to eradicate them swiftly, using their power to rebuild a new strength for the two clans' continuation.
"In truth... he is also trying to protect you."
Sheng Qiwu's words echoed in my ears.
I was astonished by the enormous conspiracy behind this and surprised by Beiqing's willingness to risk his life to protect it.
"It’s useless for you to go now, the Bone Carving Platform... has already begun the execution."
Sheng Qiwu followed behind me, his hand lightly supporting my limp body like a puppet, with a hint of worry between his brows.
I looked up, my hollow eyes staring blankly at a spot where a white light flashed in the sky, shooting straight up into the clouds. The radiance intertwined with the starlight, illuminating the entire night sky.
In an instant, I felt as if I had awakened from a dream and, disregarding any obstacles, I ran madly toward that direction.
To have bones scraped and scales pulled off—how painful that must be. Beiqing, such a proud person, how could he endure such cruel and torturous punishment?
How could the Dragon King bear to disregard his own son for the sake of some so-called plan?
I rushed toward the execution platform, stumbling along the way.
When I saw Beiqing in that moment, tears finally streamed down uncontrollably.
He had shed his luxurious garments and transformed into a dragon form, shackled by celestial locks to a stone pillar engraved with dragon patterns.
The surface of the pillar was splattered with crimson blood. He hung his head weakly, his eyelids covering his once bright and clear eyes. His dragon body was mangled in several places; the prideful arrogance of the past was no longer present.
At that moment, the seedling in my heart finally broke through the soil and grew wildly, outlining the secret buried deep within me.
I liked Beiqing.
I liked this person who could easily make me angry or laugh and who would risk his life to protect me in times of danger.
At this moment, I finally understood what that strange feeling in my heart was—it was joy that I had never possessed before.
As if sensing my arrival, he slowly opened his eyes, long lashes stained with blood dripping into the eye sockets.
In that moment of locking gazes with him, my heart felt as if it were being torn apart, red threads creeping into my vision, tears wetting my cheeks.
"Don't... cry..."
His voice was hoarse, a weakness that could not be ignored.
I covered my face with my hand, unable to stop the tears slipping through my fingers.
After a moment, his gaze regained some clarity.
"Sheng Qiwu, take her away."
Sheng Qiwu stood behind me, brows furrowed, yet still supported me with one hand.
Under the Bone Carving Platform, several elders of the Dragon Clan joined forces to cast a spell, intending to extract a piece of Dragon Scale.
I struggled to shake off Sheng Qiwu and rushed forward, tightly embracing the battered Beiqing amidst the crowd's gasps.
"I'll stay with you." I tilted my head and gently caressed his cheek, placing a soft kiss on the hard Dragon Scale.
As the magical energy approached, I closed my eyes tightly but refused to let go.
In the next moment, a bright light suddenly appeared, surrounding me and Beiqing.
The anticipated pain did not come; I looked in disbelief at the radiant bracelet on my wrist.
"Alright, let's stop here for now."
An ancient voice sounded from behind.
The Dragon King arrived at the Bone Carving Platform, accompanied by a group of people.
Beiqing was lowered and taken to a room.
I looked at the Dragon King, my eyes filled with coldness.
"Dragon King," I scoffed lightly.
"To put your own son in such a situation for the obsession in your heart, you are truly admirable."
Upon hearing my sarcastic words, the Dragon King did not get angry.
His murky eyes fixed on me, exuding an intimidating presence without any anger.
I was not afraid and boldly met his gaze.
After a long while, he slowly spoke, his voice sounding as if it came from the depths of history.
"That person was indeed not wrong."
I raised my eyebrows slightly, wondering what he meant by that.
"Not good, Your Highness is unconscious, his... his magical power is depleting."
Tzu He rushed over in panic, trembling all over.
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