Moonlit night.
Upon the bed.
The two nestled together.
Su Xiaoxiao with cries in her voice, "Xiaoxiao doesn't mind at all, Xiaoxiao doesn't mind at all, Xiaoxiao just wants you..."
Zhao Rong gently held her delicate hand, observing her tearful appearance, like a begonia unable to bear the morning dew.
His lips pursed, he remained silent for a while, then finally spoke, narrowing his eyes slightly.
"However, I still can't overcome the barrier in my heart, I don't want to wrong you."
"Baby, I want to give you the best of what I currently can access... that's why I have decided, first to deliver the letter entrusted to me by Teacher Fang to Linlu Academy, and then look for an opportunity to see if I can enter the academy to study."
"By then, with the status of an academy scholar, I can proudly meet your great-grandmother and our clanspeople."
"Zhao Lang, there's no need for this, I am truly satisfied already, often feeling that I am unworthy of you..."