In the room, it was so quiet, with only the sound of the girl’s stifled crying and the man’s regretful, self-blaming coughs.
At this moment, Nangong Yi truly regretted. Originally he was merely irritated because she was close to Huo Yuan today, which led him to confront her. But unexpectedly, the confrontation had not gone as planned and in the end, he found himself in the wrong.
Although he had never admitted his fault to anyone before, or uttered words of concession in front of anyone, this did not mean he couldn’t do it or say it.
Her tear-filled eyes and her restrained cries had completely destroyed his pride and shattered his principles. Where was the room for more considerations?
He bowed down, calling softly, as if afraid to frighten her. His voice, naturally charming and pleasing, was now even more tender and captivating, creating an enchantingly intense atmosphere.
Upon hearing his voice, Cai Wei turned to look at him with her tear-stained eyes, glaring at him in anger.
At this moment, her big, dewy eyes were misty, her small nose was red, water marks scattered across her beautiful face, and her petal-like lips bore small teeth marks due to her feelings of distress. Lying there weakly, crying intermittently, she looked pitifully delicate.
Upon seeing her pathetic state, Nangong Yi felt his heart soften. No longer was there the arrogance of a lofty immortal. Lowering his head, he gently cooed, "Wei’er, don’t cry anymore. I’m at fault for today’s incident. You can punish me however you want. Just, don’t ever meet with Huo Yuan again or mention anything about refusing to marry me..."
Upon hearing his words, Cai Wei was nearly choked by anger and, at the same time, was deeply troubled by his obstinacy.
Being from different eras, their differing beliefs had created substantial conflicts.
The man obstinately believed that she was his woman and should belong to him. She should not resist his wishes and get involved with other men. On the other hand, Cai Wei’s beliefs were that marriage should be built on mutual respect and consent. Without that, even if they were intimate, she would not recognize it — not to mention that their relationship was far from intimate!
However, they had already argued about this subject multiple times. The man was as stubborn as an old antique, not willing to compromise at all. And she, she wouldn’t give up her principles and submit to his dominance just because he was so.
She began, her voice heavy with the remnants of her crying, now softened and less sharp.
The man gently responded, "Wei’er, what’s the matter?"
Cai Wei pursed her lips, deciding to have a serious talk with him. It appeared to be difficult to change his mind, but nothing was absolute. For a peaceful future, she decided to give it a try.
"Do you truly want to marry me?" She stared into his eyes and asked bluntly.
Nangong Yi lowered his head, watching her delicate lips as they moved. They were like a blossoming flower covered in dew. He couldn’t help but raise his hand to trace the small teeth marks on her lips, seemingly wanting to smooth them over.
Cai Wei instinctively wanted to resist, but as she could not move her body, she had to let his large hand roam over her lips.
He whispered, gazing deeply at her as he spoke. The more he looked at her, the more beautiful and lovable she seemed to him, and he found her irresistible.
Cai Wei ignored his burning gaze, thought for a moment, and said, "Okay then, let’s talk about this issue!"