Chapter 156

How precious that Jade Bracelet is to Your Majesty goes without saying. Now he has given it to Ye Qingran, which means he regards her as his partner, the mistress of the pinnacle of the hunt!

Your Majesty, you're serious!

Their interaction, seen by onlookers, is practically a lovey-dovey farce.

Everyone's expressions were complex; they couldn't believe that the perfect National Master had actually taken a liking to Ye Qingran and even given her the family heirloom!

Numerous unmarried young ladies from noble families turned ashen, jealous to the point of madness. In their eyes, the National Master favoring Ye Qingran was like a fresh flower stuck in dung!

The fresh flower is the National Master, and Ye Qingran is that lump of dung!

Mu Qingrou clutched her chest, jealousy and hatred making it hard for her to breathe.

National Master, he belongs to Mu Qingrou; how dare Ye Qingran!

"It must be because the National Master's child likes Ye Qingran, so he helped her out of the siege; the National Master actually doesn't truly like Ye Qingran—this is all just an act!"

Mu Qingrou consoled herself.

Ye Huanhuan had always admired the Crown Prince, but after seeing the National Master, she found the Crown Prince less captivating than before. Yet her intention to marry the Crown Prince never wavered. After all, even if the National Master is excellent, he is not of the imperial clan; marrying the Crown Prince would allow her to become mother of the state and a queen of a nation.

However, what Ye Huanhuan does not want cannot be given cheaply to Ye Qingran.

She may not marry the National Master, but she will not allow him to take a liking to Ye Qingran!

……

Dongfang Qingxuan's face was very grim.

Ye Qingran felt Dongfang Qingxuan's gaze, her eyes flickering, and she said to the National Master: "You said you'd give me time to consider; if I don't agree, you can't force me!"

"Hmm." The National Master nodded, quite sincere.

Ye Qingran eyed him suspiciously, feeling that this guy had no good intentions.

A smile flickered in the National Master's eyes.

He would not let this happen.

The woman that Fu Hanxiu sets his sights on can only be his! He is still quite confident in himself!

Ye Qingran stepped out from her position and stood beside the National Master.

One wore black, the other white; one tall, the other slender. Though their styles differed greatly, both possessed peerless beauty and extraordinary grace, looking as if they were a match made for immortals.

"National Master, I will give your words proper consideration."

Having said that, Ye Qingran felt hostile gazes from all directions. In that moment, she raised her eyebrows and a mischievous idea sprang to mind.

Thus, she stepped forward, bringing herself within arm's reach of the National Master.

She extended her soft, boneless white hand, which landed on the National Master's slanting brow tip.

At such close range, observing the National Master's magnificent visage revealed not a single flaw; instead, it made one's heart race even more.

Every detail of his seemed meticulously carved, flawless. His heroic brows, distant eyes, and skin as smooth as jade…

Even Ye Qingran, in her mischievous mood, couldn't stop her heart from racing.

"He's practically a monster!" she thought in awe.

To be frank, the National Master's appearance is truly stunning, blending masculine beauty with the refinement of a work of art to the utmost extreme!

Her slender fingers slid from his brow tip, past his sideburns, cheeks, and down to the curve of his chin…

Such an intimate gesture left the onlookers gaping.

Ye Qingran, what are you doing?!

Are you teasing the National Master?!

The National Master's body had already tensed up the moment Ye Qingran's slick hand lingered on his brow tip.

Having never had intimate contact with the opposite sex while awake since childhood, his breathing grew heavy, a lascivious thought arose unbidden, and a heat surged in his dantian.

In his eyes, vortices spun, dark as spilled ink, dangerous as a black hole!

Ye Qingran noticed his change, hastily stopped, withdrew her hand, and stepped back three paces.

"National Master, you truly have the bearing of a heavenly deity."

Fu Hanxiu raised his brows slightly, feeling a sense of loss as she withdrew.

"If you like it, it will be yours from now on."

His voice was low and hoarse, tinged with desire.

"Cough!"

Ye Qingran cleared her throat, not daring to look at him.

"Who just said that if I reject Zhou Hai, I'll have no one to marry?" Amid the jealous gazes of the ladies, Ye Qingran smiled faintly.

Upon saying that, everyone was stunned.

The mocking words just spoken still rang in their ears.

Including the Crown Prince and the Empress, many declared that if Ye Qingran refused the marriage to Zhou Hai, it would be hard for her to marry later, let alone to an outstanding man.

But now…

The National Master suddenly appeared, telling Ye Qingran that he had long admired her, and asking if she would consider him should she reject Zhou Hai.

Who exactly is the National Master?

The most mysterious man of Donglin Country!

Speaking of appearance alone, he is the number one beauty of Donglin Country, truly deserving of the title.

As for strength, His Majesty once commented that the National Master's power is unfathomable.

Such a man can be called perfect, surpassing even the Crown Prince, let alone a mere Zhou Hai.

If Ye Qingran truly rejects Zhou Hai, will she be unable to find any other man?

No!

The National Master, in a self‑run to marry, presented the token merely to await Ye Qingran's reply!

National Master, if I wanted to marry, would you marry me?

If I wanted to marry, would you marry me?

Would you marry me?

Although he knew these words were not from the heart, he was merely repaying everyone's earlier rudeness.

Even so, the National Master still gladly accepted it.

I am willing.

With the Boundless Holy Land as the betrothal, a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers as the matchmaker, paving a myriad miles of red bridal adornments, I will marry you!