Xuandu wiped away the tears on her face, but it was not a place for talking with people coming and going, so he took her hand and pulled her behind the hidden rockery.
Only then did Yuan Jiahe react. She held Xuandu's arm excitedly and asked, "Why are you here?"
Xuan Du smiled and said: "I am the newly appointed Imperial Master by Your Majesty today."
"National Preceptor?"
Yuan Jiahe's mind was a little confused. She straightened her thoughts and asked in confusion: "Didn't you say you don't like the prosperity of the capital? How did you come here and become a national master?"
Xuandu said: "Because of you."
Yuan Jiahe's eyes were startled, and he was stunned for a while before saying: "Because...me?"
Xuandu stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and his low voice fell behind her ear: "Yes, it's because of you that I didn't know what it was before, but now I know.
Aluan, there is not a day when I don’t miss you these days when you are gone. I can’t even think about food and drink because of you, and I can’t sleep at night. I miss you so much that I’m going crazy. I want to be with you all the time.
We will never be separated again. What about you? Do you miss me?"
Yuan Jiahe was a little confused when he heard what he said, and he didn't react for a moment.
Xuan Du didn't hear her response. He looked down with some anxiety and said cautiously: "A-Luan, but I was too abrupt and scared you?"
Yuan Jiahe raised her head and looked at his slightly uneasy eyes. Her nose was sore and she suddenly hooked his chin and stood on tiptoes to kiss the corner of his lips.
This kiss was like a dragonfly touching water, but it made Xuandu stunned and lost his mind.
Yuan Jiahe asked him with tears in his smiling eyes: "So, you like me? Did you come to Beijing and become this national master because of me?"
Xuandu came back to his senses and nodded: "Yes, I want to marry you, protect you and make you happy and worry-free for the rest of your life."
Yuan Jiahe smiled, but tears welled up and told his grievances: "I thought I would never see you again. I thought you just regarded me as a stranger who met by chance. I have been thinking about it every day since I returned to Beijing.
I'm thinking of you, but...but I don't know where you are?"
Xuan Du's heart hurt so much after hearing her words. He shouldn't have kept her waiting for so long. He should have come to see her long ago.
He held Yuan Jiahe's face with heartache, kissed away the tears on her face, then blocked her lips, swallowing all her whimpering cries.
Yuan Jiahe forgot to cry, she blinked her eyes and felt Xuan Du's kiss, and finally closed her eyes.
The two hugged each other, tugging at each other's heartstrings.
I don't know how long it took before Xuan Du reluctantly let go of her lips, and he finally understood why the world is so addicted to love.
It turns out that this feeling is better than anything in the world.
Xuandu closed his eyes and pressed Yuan Jiahe's forehead, calming down his mind a little. He softly called her name in his gentle voice: "Aluan."
Yuan Jiahe seemed to be drunk by his voice. She hugged his waist tightly and asked with some uncertainty: "Xuandu, you will never leave me again, right?"
Xuandu lowered his head to look at her, his eyes dark: "Yes, I will never leave you again, Aluan, just wait for me to marry you."
Yuan Jiahe arched his eyebrows and nodded with a smile: "Okay, I'll wait for you, Master National Preceptor."
Xuan Du chuckled, lifted her chin and kissed her again. Finally, imitating her tone just now, he replied in her ear: "This is my honor, my princess."