Jade Dynasty: I am the master of the Burning Sword, my swordsmanship is unparalleled.

Chapter 109 Falling asleep only when the sun was high in the sky.
"Xiaofan!"

Hearing the murmur in his ear, Zhang Xiaofan was slightly taken aback. He turned to look and saw that Biyao was staring intently at him. The charming and soft voice came from her mouth.

Seeing Zhang Xiaofan looking at her, Biyao quickly stretched out her two slender arms, which glowed with a translucent and alluring red under the light of the two large red candles.

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, then leaned over and hugged her tightly. Seeing this, Biyao quickly wrapped her arms around Zhang Xiaofan's neck and hugged him tightly.

Feeling the warmth emanating from Biyao's body, Zhang Xiaofan remained calm, simply reaching out to gently pat Biyao's smooth, jade-like back and softly speaking.

"Go to sleep."

"Xiao Fan".

Biyao suddenly whispered in Zhang Xiaofan's ear, her soft voice carrying a hint of dependence. Zhang Xiaofan responded with a soft "hmm".

"what happened?"

"Xiao Fan, you said you wouldn't lie, right?"

Biyao loosened her grip slightly, her eyes fixed on Zhang Xiaofan. Zhang Xiaofan nodded gently, but then heard Biyao ask again.

"Then do you love me?"

Don't overthink it, we're already married.

Zhang Xiaofan gently stroked Biyao's hair and softly comforted her. He could sense that Biyao seemed a little off today.

Biyao, however, stared stubbornly at Zhang Xiaofan, her gaze intense, determined not to give up until she got an answer.

After pondering for a while, Zhang Xiaofan slowly asked.

"So, what do you think love is?"

This question stunned Biyao again, and she didn't know how to answer it for a moment. She only knew that she had fallen in love with the man in front of her, but she couldn't understand what love really meant.

Zhang Xiaofan switched hands for support, gently brushed aside the hair clinging to Biyao's face, and whispered.

"To love someone is to care for her, protect her, and wish her well. We are already married, and you are my wife. Of course, I will love you, care for you, and protect you. So I don't want you to get involved in these disputes. Do you understand?"

With that, Zhang Xiaofan gently kissed Biyao's forehead before preparing to lie down and go to sleep.

"Okay, go to sleep."

However, before Zhang Xiaofan could even lie down after speaking, Biyao pressed herself against him again, wrapping her arms tightly around his arms, and then biting his neck.

However, although Biyao bit down, she didn't use her teeth to exert force. Instead, she pursed her lips, more like a fox demon in legends sucking human blood. However, Biyao didn't bite through Zhang Xiaofan's neck.

Zhang Xiaofan was also stunned for a moment. After realizing what was happening, he simply stroked Biyao's smooth back with his arm, trying to soothe Biyao's inner unease.

After a long while, Biyao finally let go of Zhang Xiaofan's mouth, not only drooling a lot on his neck, but also leaving a large red mark.

Looking at the drool she had left on her arm, Biyao blushed slightly and loosened her grip. But Zhang Xiaofan looked at her with an unusually gentle gaze.

In that gaze, Biyao sensed a touch of indulgence and doting—a kind of affection that had only vaguely existed in her hazy memories, but which she hadn't felt for many years. "Xiao Fan, I love you!"

"Then go to sleep obediently, and be a good girl!"

Seeing that Biyao seemed to have put her worries aside, Zhang Xiaofan chuckled softly and prepared to go to sleep together. After all, it was almost dawn, and he was truly quite tired.

We completed the wedding ceremony at Shenshi (3-5 PM), then exchanged celestial books with Wanrenwang, and handled various other matters. By the time we returned to the courtyard, it was already late Zishi (11 PM-1 AM). After drinking the nuptial wine, we've been busy for over two hours, past Yinshi (3-5 AM), and now it's Maoshi (5-7 AM).

The constant stream of events was either extremely mentally taxing or physically exhausting. Let alone Zhang Xiaofan, who was just a minor cultivator in the Shangqing Realm, even a Great Luo Immortal would find it difficult to cope.

However, Zhang Xiaofan was tired, but Biyao was very energetic. She fell asleep early and, although it was only for a short time, less than two hours, she slept very peacefully.

In addition, Biyao already possesses fox blood, giving her a constitution superior to ordinary people. She has already recovered a lot of energy and is not sleepy at all, at least for the time being.

"Xiao Fan, are you angry with my father?"

Biyao asked softly, but Zhang Xiaofan frowned upon hearing this. He did not want Biyao to get involved, and he did not want to see his wife, whom he had married, turn against him with a sword one day.

However, Biyao seemed oblivious to Zhang Xiaofan's displeasure, and simply hugged Zhang Xiaofan's neck tightly, as if she wanted to meld herself into his body.

"Xiao Fan, no matter what, he is still my father. Anyone in the world can say he's not good, but I can't scold him. So, if you're angry, just let it out."

A warm sound patted behind Zhang Xiaofan's ear. Perhaps it was because the fox bloodline in his body had been unexpectedly activated, Biyao was like a bewitching fox spirit, and her voice became exceptionally soft, exuding a captivating charm.

"Biyao, are you alright?"

Zhang Xiaofan was startled. As if sensing Zhang Xiaofan's thoughts, Biyao loosened her grip on his arm, and the two looked at each other.

Upon seeing Biyao's eyes, which held a hint of wildness and allure, Zhang Xiaofan was startled. But then he saw a captivating charm appear on Biyao's beautiful face as she spoke in a sweet voice.

"Xiao Fan, whether you want to fight for the position of sect leader and unify the Holy Sect in the future, or you are determined to return to Qingyun, I will follow you. I only hope that when I die, I can lie in your arms, just like now."

That gentle voice carried a hint of determination, which startled Zhang Xiaofan.

After taking a deep breath, Zhang Xiaofan gently stroked Biyao's hair, pulled her into his arms, and spoke softly.

"Don't worry, I will always protect you."

"Xiao Fan, you still haven't answered me. Are you angry with my father?"

Biyao slowly curved her lips into a smile, a hint of fox spirit appearing on her face, but it quickly disappeared.

However, Zhang Xiaofan did not answer Biyao's question. Biyao naturally understood that sometimes, not answering is the best answer.

"Xiao Fan, if you're angry, just let it out. Consider it my way of making it up to you, okay? I just hope that if things really come to that, you'll spare his life and let him stay with my mother for the rest of his life."

Biyao spoke softly, and seeing that Zhang Xiaofan did not react, she took the initiative to go to meet him.

The two didn't fall asleep in each other's arms until the sun was high in the sky.

(End of this chapter)