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“Marry me… as your wife?” Ye Xuan smiled, and the smile on her face grew bigger and bigger, but it was neither happiness nor contempt. Su Jun could not tell what that smile meant. He just smiled and repeated softly, “Marry me?”
These words were probably the promise Ye Xuan had dreamed of. Su Jun was solemn; yet, Ye Xuan did not feel the excitement and shyness she had wished for. Instead, a wave of bitter confusion and suspicion washed over her, making her heart tighten. She seemed to think Su Jun was joking. The smile in her slightly curved eyes merely floated on her face, never reaching her heart: “You are the first man… asking to marry me.”
She had been extremely beautiful since childhood. At the age of ten, she became the saint of Tianluo Sect, second only to the first person and above all others. At that time, the little girl had not yet grown up, but it was already clear how beautiful she would be in the future. As she grew older, she became increasingly charming, like a budding flower on a branch. Almost all men who had seen that flower would not want to pluck it down.
They crawled at Ye Xuan’s feet. Cultivators from the demon world, heroes of the martial arts world—whether proud or evil, aloof or cruel—all became docile captives before the enchanting witch of the demon sect. Ye Xuan had heard too many sweet words. Countless men chased her, offering gold, silver, wealth, power, glory, or even just a smile from her. Yet among those many suitors, no one—
No one wanted to marry her.
This was as it should be because she was a demon sect witch. No matter how beautiful and charming she was, she was just a butterfly to be chased, not a bird to be held in one’s arms. Even though Ye Xuan loved Su Jun and tried every means to win this man’s heart, she never thought of marrying him. People always think that he should be with a gentle and virtuous girl. When he dreams at midnight, he may think of the passion and unbridled youth, and the enchanting woman who moved the country and the city is just a faint shadow in his memory.
Perhaps, Ye Xuan thought, she had thought about it, which woman would not be willing to be with her beloved, but she just didn’t dare. If she had such extravagant hopes in her heart, it would only make her more painful once her hopes were dashed. She was afraid, even if Su Jun said he would marry her in person.
“Why do you want to marry me?” After a long silence, Ye Xuan said lightly.
“I…” Su Jun had enough reasons to answer Ye Xuan, but he was stunned. Shouldn’t he be responsible for her? After all, he wanted her. Just like that, he let a girl lose her innocence; naturally, he had to marry her. However, Su Jun knew in his heart that it was not the case.
If he didn’t want to marry Ye Xuan willingly, he wouldn’t just casually sacrifice himself even if he had to abandon his principles and reputation. In fact, he liked this witch.
So when he said that, he blushed, and his heart felt a storm of worry and vulnerability, fearing that Ye Xuan would refuse. He never thought he would care so much about love that even a word could shake him. If it wasn’t for love, how could he be so nervous and awkward at this moment?
Ye Xuan was no different. Seeing that Su Jun didn’t answer, she smiled and said, “If I really liked you, I wouldn’t ask you to marry me.” The smile on her face returned to that careless look as if she didn’t care about anything.
“If you marry me, what will people in the martial arts world say about you? They’ll accuse you of degeneracy, bewitched by the evil witch of the sect. Despised, spat on, maybe even hated—this is inevitable. Worse, you know my history: I’ve killed many, including your revered martial arts elders and your old friends. How will you face the ones they left behind? If they seek revenge, will you defend me? Or…” She gently stroked Su Jun’s cheek. “Will you just watch me die?”
“We… can live in seclusion, return to the mountains…” Su Jun’s voice was harsh and hoarse as if he had spent a lot of effort, but the light in his eyes was still firm. He probably realized what Ye Xuan would say. He said almost anxiously, “We can also go to the frontier, far away from the Central martial arts world, isn’t it… no disturbance at all?”
Hearing him willing to say this, she was already satisfied. A swell of emotion rose in Ye Xuan’s chest, and she wanted to cry momentarily, but she finally held it back. This is enough; knowing this man is willing to give up everything for her brought her a bittersweet contentment.
But she didn’t do it for Su Jun. She was just afraid—afraid that their numerous contradictions would lead Su Jun to regret things one day. She loved him enough to give up her life for him, but the fear of ending their sweetness with sadness held her back. Her anxiety and reluctance were stronger than her willingness to sacrifice.
So, let it be. We still shouldn’t be together, but that doesn’t mean I don’t love you.
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