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Late at night.

Fu Xuan rested her head on Lu Ze's arm, breathing evenly, her hands unconsciously wrapped around his waist.

Even in her half-awake state, she held him tightly, as if afraid he would sneak away while she was asleep, just like before.

Lu Ze did not sleep.

He turned his head and quietly looked at the face in his arms that usually appeared so dignified.

Her eyelashes cast two faint shadows in the moonlight, trembling gently with her breath.

Lu Ze reached out and tucked the stray hairs that were damp with sweat from her forehead behind her ear.

Fu Xuan did not open her eyes, but her slightly swollen lips parted slightly.

"Let's see what the fees are."

Lu Ze smiled indulgently, "Does my esteemed Grand Diviner lack such a small amount of money?"

"Whether I need it or not is my business, whether you want to see it or not is your business." She opened one eye, her golden pupils shining brightly in the night, and glanced at him.

Then she closed her eyes again, snuggled closer to him, and said in a very soft voice, "I still need to save up for my dowry."

Lu Ze was overwhelmed by cuteness.

He lowered his head and kissed her cheek, feeling the delicate skin on her face, as smooth as cream.

"Then I really can't not pay this money. I'll pay a deposit first."

Fu Xuan snorted, not dodging, letting him kiss her and then rub his face against hers.

She snuggled closer to him, finding an even more comfortable position.

The two lingered there tenderly for a while.

Lu Ze's fingers casually combed through Fu Xuan's messy long hair, sliding from the top of his head to the ends and back again.

Finally, his fingers stopped at the edge of her sermon on her forehead, the movement very gentle.

"Does it hurt?" Lu Ze's voice was a little hoarse.

He had spent two years on the Immortal Ship and had some understanding of the physical constitution of the people on the Immortal Ship.

Fu Xuan's divine eye on his forehead was not innate; it was implanted later in life.

The divine eye was embedded in the chiseled bone crevice, and the flesh and blood of immortality rejected this foreign object day and night.

The searing pain in his forehead must have lingered for a long time.

"It will hurt at first, but you'll get used to it gradually," Fu Xuan said nonchalantly.

A casual "I'm used to it" filled Lu Ze with guilt and heartache.

Thirty years ago, she didn't have this divine eye. Those days were the most difficult time for Fu Xuan, but he wasn't by her side.

Lu Ze lowered his head, buried his face in her hair, and his arms involuntarily tightened around her.

"It's all my fault for being too weak. If I were stronger, then I could..."

Fu Xuan pointed her index finger at his lips, stopping him from continuing.

The warmth of her fingers seeped through his lips, silencing all his unspoken self-reproach.

She opened her eyes, looked up at him, and there was no blame in her golden eyes.

Lu Ze didn't say anything more, he just hugged her tighter.

After a while, Fu Xuan's voice finally rang out in a muffled tone.

"Remember to let me know in advance next time you come back. That way I can ask for leave."

"Does the Grand Diviner need to take leave again?" Lu Ze knew she was changing the subject, so he pretended to be surprised.

"To be with you, of course I have to ask for leave," Fu Xuan said matter-of-factly.

Then she bit his shoulder, not too hard, not too soft, as if punishing him for not coming to find her sooner.

The sharp canine teeth landed on her skin, causing only a slight itch that quickly subsided. It seemed that even though it was meant as punishment, she was still reluctant to use force.

Lu Ze lowered his head, buried his face in her hair, and smelled the familiar scent of peach blossoms.

Whisper a promise:

"...Okay. I promise you."