Zhan Yunge knew Nangong Xuan was angry. Even though he was not much of a talker, he had quite the temper. At moments like this, there was nothing she could do about it.
She had once witnessed him getting into an argument with his father, but the emperor lost the fight.
After they got back to the room, Nangong Xuan continued holding her hand. He made her sit down, pulled another chair over with his leg, and sat down across from her.
Zhan Yunge blinked hard. Why was he acting this way after talking to her father? Was it her father? Did he say something that made Nangong Xuan react this way? She knew her father was an intelligent man, but he always lost his cool when it was about her.
"Did my father make things hard for you?" asked Zhan Yunge softly.
Nangong Xuan shook his head.
"Then what is it?" Zhan Yunge felt relieved. From the looks of it, her father knew better than to lose his cool.
Nangong Xuan held her hand with one hand and raised her chin with the other. He made her look him in the eye. "Yunge, if you do not like me, I can wait for you. If you do not want to marry early, I can give you time. If you want to cultivate and become a strong spirit cultivator, I can help you. However, …"
Zhan Yunge had never heard Nangong Xuan speaking to her so seriously. Also, he was confessing his love to her. Her heart started racing. She did not dare to make eye contact with him as he looked at her lovingly. Since he was holding her chin, it was impossible for her to veer her eyes fully away. She could only move her eyes looking left and right.
Nangong Xuan saw her looking left and right. He leaned down and kissed her on the lips hard. Zhan Yunge was stunned. What was he doing? She was behaving herself. Why did he suddenly kiss her?
"Look at me."
Zhan Yunge became speechless. Did he kiss her because she was not looking at him? He was so domineering!
This time, she looked at him without veering her eyes to the left or right.
Nangong Xuan continued speaking, "I can give you more time and wait for you to fall in love with me, but you are not allowed to run away from me."
Zhan Yunge's pupils constricted. This was the real Nangong Xuan. He was elegant, wicked, and domineering. On the surface, he might appear lofty and unreachable. However, no one was allowed to oppose him.
"After you get to the capital, there is nothing for you to worry about. Even if no one likes you, I still want you. I will never betray you, so I don't want to see you back off. I thought as long as we grew up together, even if you had no feelings for me, we could still get married just fine. From the looks of it, your heart must be made of stone since nothing worked. Even after 15 years, you have not fallen for me. In that case, perhaps it is time we try something more direct and passionate. When we grow old together, we can at least have some fond memories of each other."
Nangong Xuan looked very sexy saying sweet nothings to her. If any other woman heard what he said, they would probably lose it. It was no wonder all the women had a crush on him. He was gorgeous, powerful, and capable. Even though he was confessing his love to her in such a domineering way, it was impossible to dislike him. To be honest, she kind of liked him.
But… did she have the right to have him? Even though she had lived several lifetimes, she suddenly lost confidence and felt indignant.
"Before you were eight years old, you have tried everything you could to get into trouble. You should know that no matter what you do, you will still be the crown princess. I suggest you just marry me obediently." Nangong Xuan made it clear there was no escape for her.
"Who says I don't want to be the crown princess? Only if I die will I not be," shouted Zhan Yunge suddenly with her eyes teary.
Nangong Xuan was stunned. He had watched her grow up and knew everything there was to know about her, but he had never seen her cry. The Zhan family doted on her, so she grew up a happy child without crying. Sadly, he was deeply mistaken. Even though she seemed calm and unperturbed, she was hiding a frightening secret.
Tears trickled down her face into Nangong Xuan's hand. He sensed a searing sensation in his heart and let go of her chin before wiping her tears away anxiously.
"That's nonsense. Stop saying that. If anyone tries to kill you, I will torture him until he thinks it's a luxury to die." Nangong Xuan comforted her in his own way.
Zhan Yunge cried even more loudly. "What if the gods wanted to take my life?"