That night, the moonlight was beautiful, and the people were beautiful too.
What made the Zhenwu Player regretful was that this NPC named Li Xiaorong was too conservative and never agreed to cross the boundary.
Other than holding hands and hugging, he didn’t get any advantage.
“Da Lang, Rong’er’s heart is set. I’ll wait for you forever.” Li Xiaorong reluctantly let go of him, gazing affectionately at the man who made her heart pound.
The cross-era sweet talk was so sweet it melted into her heart. Although the words were somewhat lacking in literary skill, Li Xiaorong had heard countless masterpieces from various talented scholars since childhood.
Not a single one had moved her this deeply.
Perhaps this was what her mother called overflowing love.
The Zhenwu Player, aka Shuaiqi Xiaomada, heard these words with a grin on his face but a curse in his heart.
He had put in so much effort but still hadn’t conquered Li Xiaorong.
No touching, no looking—she insisted only her future husband could, and even asked him to come propose properly.
Shuaiqi Xiaomada was completely numb.
He only wanted some excitement; he never planned to form a romantic bond with an NPC in a game. If they couldn’t even do that, what was the point?
Damn! Were those jerks just bragging?
Did they really think the girls here were like the ones in reality?
If you lock eyes with someone, you can go all the way? Here, totally impossible.
Shuaiqi Xiaomada sighed. Though he was naturally flirtatious and had known many women in reality, he couldn’t find a single one like Li Xiaorong.
The contrast stirred a sense of guilt within him.
When Li Xiaorong looked at him with those loving eyes, the softest part of Shuaiqi Xiaomada’s heart was touched.
He went soft.
“It’s cold outside. Go home and take care of yourself. Remember, call me ‘Big Brother’ from now on.”
Shuaiqi Xiaomada smiled, pinching Li Xiaorong’s fair and tender cheek.
“Mm.” Li Xiaorong shyly lowered her head.
“Immortal Brother, Rong’er knows you have to Xiu Lian, but don’t make Rong’er wait too long. After all… Rong’er is just a commoner.” The soft, sweet “Immortal Brother” felt like an ice-cold drink on a scorching summer day, sending a chill through Shuaiqi Xiaomada and making him ecstatic.
He almost didn’t want to leave this NPC girl. She was just too adorable.
Too bad, bro won’t give up the whole forest for one tree.
Sorry, Xiaorong.
But come to think of it, three wives and four concubines was a thing in ancient times, right? It could work, right?
The Xianjie is based on ancient times, isn’t it?
This thought immediately stirred Shuaiqi Xiaomada’s scheming heart.
“Rong’er, what do you think about three wives and four concubines?”
“Huh?” Li Xiaorong tilted her head, a flicker of confusion in her lively eyes. She didn’t quite understand what her Immortal Brother meant.
But she wasn’t stupid. She soon figured it out.
Though a little unhappy, Li Xiaorong knew she had to show her tolerance now.
“Immortal Brother, since ancient times, it’s been normal for capable men to have three wives and four concubines. If you fancy other women in the future, Rong’er won’t object.”
Shuaiqi Xiaomada’s eyes lit up.
S…Sugoi! Yes, that’s it, exactly! This is a man’s paradise.
Haha, long live the Xianjie! =V≤
Ask any man—doesn’t he dream of having a harem? Now it’s no longer a dream.
Li Xiaorong saw the excitement in Shuaiqi Xiaomada’s eyes and felt a pang of disappointment.
The ingrained idea of three wives and four concubines was something she wouldn’t resist.
But what woman wouldn’t want to monopolize the one she loves?
She could think it, but she couldn’t act on it.
Besides, for a commoner to marry an immortal—that was the dream of countless women.
And now it had come true for Li Xiaorong. If word of this reached Shangjing City, no one in the city would dare offend the Li family.
Thinking this, her disappointment quickly vanished, and she proudly raised her chin.
“You’re so understanding, Rong’er. Big Brother almost doesn’t want to let you go back.”
“Immortal Brother, Rong’er wishes to stay by your side too, but Rong’er must return, or Father will worry.”
“Alright, I’ll walk you back.”
“Okay.” Li Xiaorong smiled radiantly, happiness flooding her heart like a tide.
Everyone said women shouldn’t go out at night.
She used to agree, but now she scoffed at the idea.
Hmph, it’s only because they don’t have an immortal to protect them that they’re so afraid of the dark.
As long as her Immortal Brother was with her, even the darkest place would be bright before her eyes.
In front of the Li Manor.
The manor was already closed. Besides two lanterns swaying in the wind, there was nothing.
Li Xiaorong had snuck out with Shuaiqi Xiaomada. She dared not knock on the door—if her parents found out she’d left the mansion secretly, she’d definitely be punished.
She looked at Shuaiqi Xiaomada with a troubled expression.
“Immortal Brother, I can’t let Father know I left the mansion. I’ll be punished.”
Shuaiqi Xiaomada brushed his bangs and smiled confidently. “Small problem. Leave it to me.”
Without waiting for her reaction, he picked her up in a princess carry.
Li Xiaorong gasped, covering her mouth with her hand, looking at him in panic.
Then Shuaiqi Xiaomada stomped his foot, leaped up, and cleared the wall.
“Whoosh~”
The night breeze ruffled Li Xiaorong’s hair and brushed her face. Though it felt cool, she was incredibly excited.
She was flying! She was flying!
They landed silently on the ground, and Shuaiqi Xiaomada set her down.
“Immortal Brother, thank you.” A strange blush spread across Li Xiaorong’s delicate face.
“Don’t mention it. Now go back inside. Don’t catch a cold.”
“Mm.”
Li Xiaorong bit her lip lightly, hesitating as if deciding something.
“What’s wrong?”
Hearing his question, she gathered her courage and looked up at him.
“Immortal Brother, could you lower your head?”
“Lower my head? Why?” Though puzzled, he complied, bending down.
But in return, he felt a warm touch—a soft sensation that immediately made him think of one thing: lips.
Shuaiqi Xiaomada looked up in shock, but before him was empty air.
Only the silhouette of the girl fleeing in panic under the flickering lantern light remained.
And a faint scent of maiden’s perfume in the air.
He touched the spot where he’d been kissed, a little dazed. At the same time, a strange flutter rose in his heart.
Li Xiaorong had only kissed his cheek, but Shuaiqi Xiaomada, a seasoned veteran, felt his heart stir.
No way. In real life, he was a veteran who’d been with over a dozen women. He wasn’t some innocent boy. How could his heart flutter?
Absolutely impossible.
But though he said impossible, he couldn’t hide the violent pounding of his heart.
Shuaiqi Xiaomada pressed his hand to his chest, and his face darkened.
Watching the direction the girl had disappeared into the night, a sudden fear crept over him.
What’s the biggest taboo in the game of love?
Falling in love for real.
No, this girl is poisonous. I need to get the hell out of here.