Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

Tan Suiting looked bewildered as he was led back to the grassy area by the hand, watching helplessly as Xie Weixing magically pulled three large white steamed buns out of his pocket.

"There aren't many people around here, just a few villagers," Xie Weixing stuffed one into his mouth. "I helped someone feed their pigs and got three steamed buns in return. They wanted to give me more because I'm handsome, but I figured if I wanted enough for you, I'd have to empty their house, so I just took three as a token gesture."

Tan Suiting inexplicably took a bite of the steamed bun, but didn't move it.

"Eat it," Xie Weixing said, taking a bite himself. "After you finish, let's leave. What a lousy place this is. There were mosquitoes last night."

Tan Suiting dared not speak, and lowered his head to eat the steamed bun bite by bite.

My senior brother didn't leave.

Was last night a dream or not?

If it was a dream, how could his senior brother not wake him up and even sleep with him outside all night?

If it's not a dream...

Tan Suiting dared not even think about it.

Why didn't his senior brother scold or beat him? Why did he still treat him well and even feed the pigs to him in exchange for steamed buns?

The surging thoughts that had just subsided gradually, and Tan Suiting's lost memories slowly returned.

last night……

My senior brother didn't seem unhappy last night.

They also said they wanted to.

Tan Suiting's ears turned red.

She should make him the Crown Princess.

Was it a dream or something my senior brother said? Could it be a mix of dreams and reality?

Xie Weixing gave the last steamed bun to Tan Suiting.

We can't let the children suffer.

He finished eating, got up, and rubbed his shoulders, his eyes momentarily blinded by the sunlight outside the cave.

It's so late, what if my senior sister wakes up and finds they're missing?

"Senior brother," Tan Suiting thought he was about to leave, and finished his steamed bun in a few bites, "I'll go with you."

Xie Weixing turned around and saw his expression: "What's wrong? You seem distracted."

Tan Suiting lowered his eyelashes, a bit of breadcrumb still clinging to his lips: "I just wanted to ask."

Xie Weixing reached out and gently brushed away the breadcrumbs, her slender fingers brushing against his pale lips: "Hmm? What is it?"

Tan Suiting raised her hand and grasped his wrist, her face pale, her eyes filled with a faint anxiety and regret, and said with a death-defying resolve, "Last night, did we...did we do those things?"

Xie Weixing raised an eyebrow slightly.

[A Detailed Account of Those Events]

[Aaaaaah, Xie Weixing, are you even my real father? You ate your fill all by yourself, leaving us, your devoted daughters, to spend the whole night in the observation room with a black screen! You have no heart!]

[Xie Weixing, so you really did make a move against Xiaolong after all...]

[Hey! Fairies, watch out for electricity!]

Xie Weixing retorted without hesitation: This is not my fault.

This little dragon is so handsome and cute. Just one look at him and your heart will melt. Who could resist giving him a kiss and a hug?

[If it's not your fault, whose fault is it?]

[Your brother, still half-asleep, was overjoyed to see his junior brother in his arms, not caring whether you were electrocuted or not.]

[Xie Weixing, you've disappointed me so much...]

Even in the Middle Ages, many hands make light work.

The comments section was full of jokes.

Xie Weixing thought for a moment, then immediately found a reason to argue: I play games, I'm a competitive gamer, do you understand? It's not my fault, it's all because of the bad luck in this industry.

[...?]

[A competitive player? In what area? A real pro or just a junior? A top-tier player? Holy crap, I didn't expect that!]

[If this face were used in a professional game, it would be ridiculed to death]

[Never mind that, I'm still a true sports fanatic, I love WCN, especially its reputation.]

[I laughed so hard I almost vomited blood; I could never have imagined such a hellish reason.]

"I'm sorry, senior brother," Tan Suiting gripped his wrist tightly, "I thought it was a dream, I thought it wasn't real. If I had known it was real, I definitely wouldn't have..."

He paused for a moment, seemingly ashamed, "I'm sorry, Kunkun, I shouldn't have done this even in a dream. This is not something that fellow disciples should do."

Seeing his remorseful expression, Xie Weixing gently curled her lips: "You've already done it all, both what you should and shouldn't have done. What are you planning to do now?"

Tan Suiting felt a chill in his heart, utterly hopeless about life, and wished he could return to Longyuan and find a place with bad feng shui to bury himself.

The Dragon Abyss, where countless dragons have been buried, is about to welcome the Crown Prince.

"I..." Tan Suiting released his hand, pursed her lips, "Whatever Senior Brother says, I'll accept it."

[Take pity on this dragon. Don't feel guilty. Look up. Your senior brother's smile is practically bursting out. Xie Weixing is teasing the little dragon, but he's actually having a blast.]

[Only the Emperor himself knows how tender his junior brother is; he's really enjoying himself.]

[Both sides feel they've gotten the better deal, be like]

"Just kidding," Xie Weixing laughed, raising her hand to pinch his cheek. "Last night was my own choice, you didn't force me, so what are you afraid of?"

Tan Suiting stood there, stunned, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

……

Yes, I'm willing.

Senior brother, are you willing?

My senior brother was willing to be hugged, kissed, and have those things done by him.

Senior brother is willing. Kunkun is willing.

"What are you spacing out for? What are you doing? You want to shirk responsibility?" Xie Weixing snapped her fingers lightly in front of him. "I'll kill you if I don't take responsibility. I won't let this go until I become the Crown Princess of the Dragon Clan."

"No," Tan Suiting quickly looked up, afraid that Xie Weixing would think he was a bad child. "Senior brother, Kunkun, I will be very good to you. I don't know what to do because Master and Uncle have not taught me, but my mother has always told me that I can't be stingy when I meet someone I like..."

He turned his head and thought for a moment, then began to take off all his belongings, including jade pendants, sachets, storage rings, and charms, and gave them all to Xie Weixing.

"It's all yours," he said, biting his lip in frustration, angry at himself for not carrying more treasures with him. These were all he had to offer. "This is all I have. The rest I'll take back when I return to the East Sea..."

Xie Weixing was stunned by a pile of junk. In his haste, he took out Feng Lian and touched it. The hilt of the sword trembled slightly, as if he was speechless.

Has it come to the point where we need to exchange swords?

What's the difference between sword cultivators exchanging swords and wedding rings?

"I'll go back to the East Sea right away," Tan Suiting said anxiously, his eyes reddening and his lips trembling. "I'll tell Mother right away that I...we...we did that kind of thing, I love you, I want to be with you, I want to marry you."

Marry your senior brother.

But my senior brother is also a man.

Tan Suiting's heart skipped a beat, so he changed his words and said, "I can marry you. I love you. I'll give you my palace, my territory, and my sword. I'll treat you well and take responsibility. If you want to be the Crown Princess, I'll have my mother make you a dragon crown. I'll treat you very well, Senior Brother, Kunkun..."

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My master, senior uncle, junior uncle, Nie Qingyi, and Shen Yuan's manuscripts are all on Douyin. I'm looking for them here. (My master and senior uncle... they're not the white-bearded old man... they're... handsome guys...)

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