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Chapter 198: Ziling’s Marriage Proposal

As he turned back, Feng Yuebai felt his heart suddenly really, really ache.

Knock knock knock!

Stunned, Su Die quickly wiped her tears away, then opened the door to see who it was. All of a sudden, her eyes shot wide open.

“Senior Brother, is there something else?”

“Junior Sister, would you like to come to the Capital with me for a few days?” Feng Yuebai asked with a dazzling smile.

As he looked at Su Die’s red eyes, his heart couldn’t help but ache.

Su Die put her head down and softly said, “Let me think about it.”

The light in Feng Yuebai’s eyes dimmed. “Alright, I’ll see you tomorrow morning at the entrance of Medicine King Valley.”

Su Die gazed at the silhouette of Feng Yuebai’s back and couldn’t pull herself out of reminiscing the past. She thought about it for a moment, then smiled.

She thought about it for an entire night, then headed to her grandfather’s room.

“Grandfather, I want to go to the capital with Senior Brother for a few days.”

The medicine king was stunned, but smiled. “Alright, come back as soon as possible.”

“Yes. Grandfather, you must take care of yourself. I’ll be back real soon.”

“You too. Have a safe trip. I’ll make sure Heize and your senior brother will take good care of you.”

The next day, when Feng Yuebai saw Su Die pull a horse towards him, he couldn’t contain his joy. “Junior Sister.”

“Senior Brother, when we get to the capital, you’ll have to introduce me to the local food!” Cried Su Die with a smile.

“Mhm, well of course.”

After they were sent off by a dozen people from the Medicine King Valley, the group set off majestically once again.

After about five to six days, they all reached the capital of Beiming, where Feng Yuebai and Su Die said their goodbyes.

Just when Han Moze arrived at the Dark Moon Palace, a woman walked in.

“Brother Han, I am back,” she cried in delight.

At first impression, the woman looked about sixteen to eighteen years old. She wore a purple dress with white embroidered peonies. Her hair was combed into a topknot and she had topaz beaded flowers in her hair. Her gentle hair flowed down to the back of her waist. She had a skinny oval face with long slender brows, big, peach blossom-looking eyes, a tall, small nose, and a pink little mouth. Her beauty was enough to defeat nations.

Han Moze forced a smile at the girl. “Ziling, long time no see.”

Ziling noticed Liu Rushuang standing next to Han Moze and asked Han Moze with a hollow voice, “Brother Han, why won’t you marry me? But you marry her? She looks rather ordinary.”

The look on Liu Rushuang’s face instantly turned ominous. She turned her heels and headed for the rear of the palace halls.

That girl really dared to say anything.

Han Moze shot a glance at Liu Rushuang who turned away, as the expression on his face turned considerably grim.

“That’s my business. I only see you as a little sister, and her majesty the empress is my lover. I don’t care if she is ugly or beautiful.”

Liu Rushuang heard what Han Moze said and scoffed. If she were shockingly ugly, then that tyrant would have definitely ignored her!

Ziling glared at Han Moze with pleading eyes. “Brother Han, I hear that only the empress resides in the imperial harem. Ziling wants to be a consort. Brother Han, won’t you agree to it?”

Liu Rushuang stopped listening and entered the rear of the palace.

Han Moze turned his head emotionlessly. “No, I will never marry again,” he rejected.

“Brother Han, I beg you. For my father’s sake, please marry me. I really really love you Brother Han,” begged Ziling, as she pulled on Han Moze’s sleeve with tearful eyes.

Han Moze thought about General Xu, who instructed him for over ten years, then slightly furrowed his sharp brows. General Xu loved his only daughter the most, but he couldn’t marry Ziling for that reason.

“Ziling, I won’t marry you. You should go back now,” he rejected her.

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