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The sky gradually darkened, and Xiaoxaio and Wuyin arrived at the square of the palace. Today was an important banquet in the palace, and all the nobles would be in attendance. Xiaoxaio was wearing her white long dress, with green jade accessories adorning her, making her look elegant and ethereal. Wuyin was dressed in his black robe, dignified and mysterious.
The atmosphere of the banquet was lively and noisy, with the nobles gossiping, but they all avoided Qingfeng's position. Qingfeng stood in the center of the banquet, his gaze fixed on Xiaoxaio, his possessiveness almost overflowing from his eyes.
Xiaoxaio and Wuyin walked up to Qingfeng, and Qingfeng's gaze seemed to lock onto Xiaoxaio firmly. He quietly approached Xiaoxaio and said to her, " Xiaoxaio, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Xiaoxaio nodded slightly without saying much. A hint of caution flashed in Wuyin's eyes as he tightly held Xiaoxaio's hand and whispered to her, "Be careful."
Qingfeng's gaze became intense, his eyes almost devouring Xiaoxaio. With a wave of his large hand, the mighty sword Tianwei was unsheathed, its blade emitting a deafening roar, its light resembling a dragon as it soared into the sky.
At that moment, a gigantic venomous snake suddenly attacked, heading straight for Xiaoxaio. Wuyin quickly drew the Night Shadow Fan, its illusions dancing in an attempt to block the snake's attack. However, Qingfeng was faster, and with a slash of the Tianwei sword, he severed the snake, sending the sword energy straight into the heavens.
Qingfeng put away the sword and turned to Xiaoxaio, saying, " Xiaoxaio, you see, I can cut off all the danger for you."
However, Xiaoxaio felt uneasy in her heart. Qingfeng's possessiveness made her feel suffocated. She felt Wuyin sweating in the palm of his hand, worrying about her.
Wuyin Holding her hand tightly, he whispered, " Xiaoxaio, I will protect you."
Qingfeng's eyes flashed with a hint of resentment as he sternly shouted, "You don't deserve it!"
As soon as the words fell, he pointed his sword at Wuyin, and the mighty sword energy flew horizontally. Wuyin quickly swept out the Night Shadow Fan, clashing head-on with Qingfeng's mighty sword. The sword energy and illusions intertwined, forming a huge energy vortex that shook the entire banquet venue.
Xiaoxaio's heart was entangled between them. At this moment, the battle between Wuyin and Qingfeng was not only because of her, but also because of the clash of their missions and identities.
Wuyin moved gracefully, blocking Qingfeng's sword energy every time, his eyes filled with determination. He wouldn't let anyone harm Xiaoxaio, especially not Qingfeng.
The battle grew more intense, and Xiaoxaio sensed Qingfeng's sword energy becoming wilder. However, Wuyin remained calm, his every attack precise and every defense on point.
Qingfeng finally revealed a flaw in an attack, and Wuyin immediately seized the opportunity, sending Qingfeng flying out with a blow. Qingfeng fell heavily to the ground, clutching his chest in pain, but the resentment in his eyes did not diminish.
Wuyin put away the Night Shadow Fan and walked back to Xiaoxaio's side. His gaze was firm and gentle as he held Xiaoxaio tightly in his arms, whispering, "No matter what happens, I will protect you."
Xiaoxaio The inner unease has finally been released, and Wuyin will always be by her side, no matter when.
The noise of the banquet gradually fades away, leaving only the figure of Xiaoxaio and Wuyin embracing tightly, appearing particularly warm in the cold wind.
When the night falls and the stars twinkle, the noise of the banquet gradually fades away, and the lights of the palace dye the world warm and gentle. In this quiet night, Xiaoxaio and Wuyin stand alone on the terrace of the banquet hall, looking at the distant night sky. Wuyin's eyes reveal an unusual tenderness, his gaze lingering on every detail of Xiaoxaio's face as if wanting to engrave it in his heart.
Xiaoxaio feels the difference in Wuyin, and she can also feel Wuyin's affection for her, which fills her heart with emotion. She looks back at Wuyin, and their eyes meet under the starlight. Wuyin gently holds Xiaoxaio's hand, his palm warm and firm, giving Xiaoxaio an incomparable sense of security.
Quietly, Wuyin held Xiaoxiao tightly in his arms, their heartbeats intertwining in the tranquil night. Xiaoxiao felt Wuyin's warmth, her heart rising and falling with his breath.
Wuyin lowered his head, his eyes filled with deep meaning, and gently said, "Xiaoxiao, in this lifetime, I hope to walk with you, facing any difficulties side by side."
Xiaoxaio's eyes were filled with a hint of tears, she smiled and nodded gently, agreeing to Wuyin's vow.
In the gentle night, the lights of the banquet still shone brightly. The splendor and magnificence of the palace appeared even more charming in the night, and at the royal banquet, the nobles laughed and played, dressed in their finest attire, drinking, singing, and dancing, enjoying this privileged feast.
Qingfeng's figure stands out in the crowd at the banquet, his noble lineage attracting the attention of the crowd without needing to say much. He is dressed in exquisite and luxurious clothing, holding the famous sword Tianwei, with a calm demeanor but occasionally revealing a longing and concern for Xiaoxaio.
Qingfeng's past is always a topic of fascination, born into the royal family, he was praised from a young age as a gifted and future great king. However, there has always been a void in Qingfeng's heart, and that is Xiaoxaio. From childhood to adulthood, he watched Xiaoxaio grow from a beautiful girl into an extraordinary and alluring woman, already considering Xiaoxaio as his only one.
He deeply understands Xiaoxaio's uniqueness, her determination, her dreams, all set her apart. Yet, he hopes to keep her by his side, to make her the center of his world.
As the banquet reached its peak, Qingfeng finally found his chance. He approached Xiaoxaio with a proud and confident gaze, revealing an undeniable possessiveness.
He slowly drew the Tianwei sword from its sheath, the sword light flashed, illuminating the eyes of Xiaoxaio. He leaned in and said to Xiaoxaio, " Xiaoxaio, since the first time I saw you, I knew that I cannot marry anyone else in this lifetime. You are my only one, and my world."
A hint of surprise flashed in Xiaoxaio's eyes. She didn't expect Qingfeng to confess at such a moment. She looked at Qingfeng, her eyes revealing complex emotions. Qingfeng's feelings were sincere, but her heart had long flown to the distant horizon with Wuyin.
Qingfeng's eyes flashed with a hint of hope, hoping that Xiaoxaio would give him a positive response, but he saw Xiaoxaio shaking her head slightly, with a look of helplessness and determination in her eyes.
Her rejection instantly filled Qingfeng's heart with intense disappointment and unwillingness. His gaze became cold and firm. He couldn't let go, his heart only had Xiaoxaio in it. He was willing to give everything for her, even if it meant placing the world at her feet.
At the brightly lit banquet, Qingfeng's eyes burned with an unwillingness to let go, and his possessiveness grew even stronger.
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