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However, he seemed to harbor different feelings for that princess, and Xia Xinyan chose not to pursue the matter further.
While bathing, Xia Xinyan's mind was filled with the image of him weeping sorrowfully. In a moment of distraction, she slipped and fell hard; the floor was too slippery, and she found herself unable to get up for quite some time.
To her surprise, Lu Muqing suddenly entered, quickly wrapping his arms around Xia Xinyan to help her stand before kneeling down. "I am at fault; I failed to detect the danger in time and caused the princess to be injured."
Xia Xinyan, completely naked and embarrassed to tears, stammered, "You... you... get out!" She had just locked the door, but then it struck her—he could walk through walls!
"Understood." He retreated with concern etched on his face, his eyes devoid of any other thoughts.
Xia Xinyan felt a pang in her heart; after all, she was not his princess. She wondered if that departed princess was aware of his feelings.
That day when she returned home, Lu Muqing handed her a bright red wedding invitation—her ex-boyfriend Yang Qi's wedding. Xia Xinyan was momentarily stunned. They had been together for seven years: four years in college and three years after graduation. Yet they parted ways because of a single sentence from him. Her eyes stung with tears.
Seeing her cry, Lu Muqing immediately knelt down and said earnestly, "I am at fault. I have caused the princess distress; I beg for your punishment."
Xia Xinyan took a deep breath and replied, "You can get up; I don't blame you."
Suddenly, he drew a long knife and pressed it against his neck. "Then I must punish myself."
Xia Xinyan quickly pulled him up. "You don't need to be so good to me..."
He still kept his head bowed, seriousness etched on his face as he said, "I ask the princess to give me a chance to atone for my mistakes."
Xia Xinyan never expected that the achievement he spoke of would be like this. On the day of the wedding, Lu Muqing cut his long, jet-black hair short and donned a sharp suit. However, when it came time to tie his tie, he struggled several times without success. Xia Xinyan stepped closer, her fingertips deftly wrapping around the tie, and she tied a perfect knot.
This was Xia Xinyan's first close encounter with Lu Muqing. The familiar scent of flowers enveloped her, and the air felt a bit warmer. The rapid beating of her heart clearly told her that she had fallen in love with him.
Once the tie was secured, Lu Muqing adjusted the hem of his jacket. His ancient scholar-like demeanor added an air of elegance to the suit.
Lu Muqing had an eye for fashion; the outfit he chose for her subtly revealed her shoulders, and the lace trim along the hem looked refreshingly beautiful. Xia Xinyan thought to herself that he must have secretly browsed through quite a few fashion magazines.
When they arrived at the wedding venue, all eyes were drawn to them. Lu Muqing gentlemanly held her hand, guiding her step by step.
Yang Qi was momentarily taken aback upon seeing Xia Xinyan; if she had dressed like this earlier, he would never have suggested breaking up.
Nearby, the bride glanced at Xia Xinyan and quietly tightened her grip on Yang Qi's arm.
The newlyweds returned to the stage as the pastor announced the exchange of rings and a kiss. Xia Xinyan turned her head to look at Lu Muqing but inadvertently locked eyes with his deep, dark gaze. Her heart raced, and she made a bold decision—she stood on her tiptoes and kissed him.
Lu Muqing's face flushed bright red at her action: "Princess..."
Xia Xinyan raised an eyebrow, playfully wrapping her arms around his neck as she smiled: "Lu Muqing, I like you. What about you? Do you like me?"
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