Seeing Lu Yeming like this, Jun Xiqing suddenly missed the beat.
Many women crowded around him, clinging to him. Lu Yeming's handsome face didn't change and he didn't even look at those women. He stretched out his large hand, grasping her svelte waist, pulling her to the side.
Jun Xiqing's delicate back was pressed against the wall, pushed into a corner by him. He stood tall in front of her, trapping her in his arms.
This way, other men wouldn't be able to see her and those women could only look at his tall and handsome figure with lustful eyes.
"What are you doing?"
Jun Xiqing pushed him, wanting to push him away.
Lu Yeming's voice was low and gentle, with his usual charisma. "Didn't you want to dance? I'll dance with you."
Lu Yeming's large hand grasped her soft waist.
Jun Xiqing's body went limp. Biting down on her red lips, she reached out and hugged him.
She buried her small face in his chest and inhaled the clean, masculine scent on his body.
She rubbed against him again and again, feeling wronged.
Lu Yeming knitted his brows and let out a sigh. His heart ached. He hadn't expected her to be so easy to coax.
He hadn't even started to coax her, but she had already done it herself. She hugged him obediently, rubbing against him.
Lu Yeming's soft lips pressed against her silky hair, kissing it hard. The two of them hugged each other, not really dancing, just swaying left and right. It was indescribably intimate.
He didn't continue speaking, just hugging her and kissing her. The two of them were intimately entangled on the dance floor.
"Qingqing, I have to go to the battle with Mu Yanfeng at the western border," he explained gently in her ear.
He didn't have much time left. He had to go to the western border and clear out all the rebels. He had to leave peace for her, for Cheng Ye!
Jun Xiqing lifted her face and looked at him with teary eyes. "Alright, go ahead. I'm not stopping you from going. Don't worry, once you're there, leave everything in the palace to me. I'll guard it for you … but …"
Jun Xiqing wrapped her arms around his neck and nuzzled her face against his cheek. "I want to get married, Lu Yeming. I really want to get married. I want to … marry you …"
Lu Yeming felt his face heat up as the tears in her eyes landed on his handsome face.
His heart felt as though it was burning. He retracted his hand, wanting nothing more than to fuse her delicate body into his own flesh and blood. Pursing his thin lips, he asked in a hoarse voice, "Qingqing, do you … know something?"
"Yes." Jun Xiqing nodded vigorously. She buried her tear-stained face in his neck and kissed him indiscriminately. "There's still seven more days, right?"
Lu Yeming's tall body suddenly trembled.
"Actually, there aren't even seven days left. You're leaving … Lu Yeming, I've never felt so hopeless before. Even when I waited for you for half a year, I've never felt so sad and tormented. I have a feeling that once you leave this time, you won't be coming back …"
Although Doctor Sikong had gone to collect the latest research results, Jun Xiqing had a feeling that once Lu Yeming left this time, he wouldn't be coming back.
This time, he would really leave.
She would be left behind.
Jun Xiqing cried in his arms, her delicate body trembling. Lu Yeming closed his eyes, his deep almond-shaped eyes bloodshot.
He had so many words to say, but after a long time, he could only say in a hoarse voice, "Qingqing, I'm sorry …"
He wasn't a god and he couldn't outrun time.
He knew better than anyone else that he would die at the western border this time.
But the woman he loved the most and his son were both in the Palace. He would die alone.
Back in Miaojiang, when he had pulled out the Emperor's Sword, Monk Xuanyi had left a prophecy that he would be alone for the rest of his life.
At first, he hadn't believed it, but now he believed it without a doubt.
Perhaps, this was his destiny.
Jun Xiqing's eyes were already blurred with tears. She stood on her tiptoes and held Lu Yeming's handsome face with both hands. "I don't care about how much time you have left, but I want to marry you. Lu Yeming, marry me.
"Lu Yeming, I want to marry you. I want to be your wife, your empress. I want to send you off to war. If there comes a day when the soldiers' souls are broken, I will definitely ride Bai Ling and bring Chengye to see you one last time. I will bring your remains back and bury you in the Emperor's Tomb. I will hold Chengye's hand and walk to the pinnacle of power. I will protect this homeland for you. I will also … use my entire life to accompany you in death. I will only love one person in my life. A hundred years later, I will be buried with you."
She had told him many times today that she wanted to marry him.
She had told him over and over again to marry her.
Now, she was begging him with tears in her eyes, promising him the rest of her life.
Lu Yeming's Adam's apple bobbed up and down as tears welled up in his eyes. He hugged Jun Xiqing tightly in his arms. She had given him everything she had. She gave him everything she had, everything she had.
Lu Yeming kissed her face, his long tongue licking all the tears on her face into his mouth.
Her tears were so bitter.
"Qingqing, I admit that what you said just now really moved me. I'm a very selfish man. Even if I die, I don't want you to find another man. I know that you're such a beautiful woman, and you'll definitely meet someone better. One year, two years, five years, ten years, twenty years … time is like sand that you can't catch, it'll slip away quietly. Who knows, you might even forget about me by then. I'm so selfish that I don't want you to find happiness apart from me. Even if it's painful and lonely, I hope that you only have me as your man."
"But … but Qingqing, I …"
Jun Xiqing slowly opened her eyes, her red lips trembling. "But you still don't want to marry me, right?"
Lu Yeming looked deeply at her tear-stained face. "Qingqing …"
"I got it." Jun Xiqing placed her hands on his muscular chest and pushed him away. "Lu Yeming, I hate you!"
Jun Xiqing turned around and ran away.
…
After exiting the bar, Jun Xiqing walked alone on the streets. The streets were bustling with activity, and she was the only one there.
The cold wind cut her face like a knife, making her feel a piercing pain.
How was she going to heal this wound in her heart in the future?
Jun Xiqing gradually stopped in her tracks. Her delicate body slid down and she knelt down on the street. She reached out with her hands to cover her face, allowing her tears to flow down her cheeks.
She didn't know how long she had been crying, but she felt that the tears in her eyes had dried up, but there were still big droplets of tears falling down.
At this moment, the LED screen in the middle of the city suddenly lit up and a handsome face appeared on it.
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