Lu Zicong never felt that he had any charming feelings for Sikong Qingying. He felt that even if he had desires and desires for Sikong Qingying, it was because of the 'same interest'.

Not because of love.

He won't fall in love with anyone.

No one will.

Sikong Qingying let out a long sigh and solemnly said to Lu Zicong: "Then, let's get married."

It was not an easy thing for her, a person from time-travelling, to compromise and plan to marry an ancient person and stay forever, but...who made her fall in love with Lu Zicong?

Love can make a person strong, love can make a person crazy, and it can also make a person willing to compromise on some insistence.

Moreover, as a modern person, Sikong Qingying does not feel at all that her status is not worthy of Lu Zicong. In her eyes, there is no distinction between high and low status. As long as Lu Zicong likes her and as long as she is willing, everything will be fine.

The moment Sikong Qingying agreed, Lu Zicong couldn't explain the feeling in his heart.

He felt both sweet and bitter, happy and regretful at the same time. He had never had such complicated feelings in his life.

Even if he is kicked out of the Lu family, even if he is misunderstood by Yi Haomiao and even the entire sect.

His throat seemed to be blocked by something.

He didn't know why, but somehow, he reached out and touched Sikong Qingying's head: "Leave everything to me, and I will arrange everything properly."

Sikong Qingying's face, which had not cooled down in the first place, turned even redder.

But her eyes did not dodge, but looked steadily at Lu Zicong, with pure trust in her eyes.

"Um."
Chapter completed!