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In fact, Bai Zhi’er certainly knew that he was enduring for her.

How could it not hurt when struck by Heavenly Thunder?

Back then, when she helped Xiao Li through the Heavenly Tribulation, she inadvertently took a few strikes and almost fainted from the pain.

And yet, Feng Fuce, who was whipped until his skin was torn, casually said it was nothing.

Suddenly, a hot tear fell on his shoulder.

Feng Fuce was startled: "Don’t cry."

Bai Zhi’er quickly wiped away her tears: "I don’t even know what’s wrong, the tears just fell."

"Maybe your heart aches at your foolishness, hurting without knowing to cry out."

An esteemed Great Demon Venerate, following her, truly suffered every hardship.

Even directly losing a century of cultivation.

Feng Fuce, hearing her say this, pressed his thin lips into a faint smile.

"If you truly feel sorry, then hold me."

Bai Zhi’er blushed, feigning indignation: "No! Holding you won’t make you better immediately."

The injury caused by Heavenly Thunder, even with her mana to heal, could only make Feng Fuce feel a bit better but could not heal him instantly.

Feng Fuce turned his gaze sideways: "If you hold me, though the injury won’t heal immediately, I will be happy."

Bai Zhi’er’s long lashes trembled as she met his gaze.

Then she mumbled: "Turn away, don’t look at me!"

Feng Fuce obediently complied.

In a moment, a pair of gentle arms softly embraced Feng Fuce from behind.

This feeling melted his heart, as hard as ice, into a gently flowing spring.

Bai Zhi’er pressed her cheek against him.

Her hand rested on his chest.

"Your heart’s beating so fast," she said.

Feng Fuce chuckled softly: "It’s yours, dummy."

Bai Zhi’er’s cheeks burned.

Is that so?

She felt it for a moment, it seemed like it really was her heart.

Why is it that every time she draws close to Feng Fuce, she feels so happy and elated?

Even her heartbeat seems out of control, like a fawn leaping wildly.

Neither of them knew what they were thinking, as they remained silent in this intimate and ambiguous atmosphere.

Bai Zhi’er felt that before Feng Fuce used to feel icy cold, but now he seemed to be gradually heating up.

"After the Divine Enthronement Ceremony, you will officially become the Heavenly Dao," he suddenly said.

Bai Zhi’er made a sound of acknowledgment.

Feng Fuce continued: "Then, we can also consider our matters."

Bai Zhi’er was taken aback: "Our matters?"

Feng Fuce turned back, his eyes calm, his tone resolute: "The marriage."

Bai Zhi’er immediately straightened up: "I haven’t even agreed to you yet!"

Feng Fuce nodded slightly: "Of course, I must first clarify with your parents."

Otherwise, both Bai Xilie and the Heavenly Dao, without early communication, will certainly not agree to this marriage.

Bai Zhi’er pouted: "So soon talking to my father and mother? But I haven’t even agreed to you yet!"

Feng Fuce looked at her: "Am I not doing enough? Or am I not expressing my affection clearly enough?"

Bai Zhi’er murmured: "Things like this, of course, require one to think clearly for oneself..."

"I saw that before Sister Qingmei and Brother Chu Ping got married, Brother Chu Ping pleaded for a long time before Sister Qingmei confirmed her feelings."

Feng Fuce pondered, seemingly contemplating.

After a moment, he asked: "Alright, I can also wait, wait for you to think it through."

Time, he has plenty of it.

Previously, he felt that being with Bai Zhi’er was quite good.

But, having seen many marriages in the mortal world,

Feng Fuce suddenly realized that what he truly wanted was to be with Bai Zhi’er, to stay together for a lifetime as husband and wife.

The desire to become Bai Zhi’er’s husband had unconsciously surpassed everything else.

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