In the Tower of Flowers, Yu Yao and others knew nothing about their reaction to Chu Yuan, the Divine Lord.
They continued to drink in the compartment, with the atmosphere becoming somewhat dull.
Baicang suddenly asked Yu Yao: "Little Goddess, when can we drink the happiness wine of you and Ye Ming?"
Mo Yan raised an eyebrow upon hearing this, and his gaze also turned to Yu Yao and Ye Ming, flickering between them playfully.
He had noticed the problem between these two from the beginning.
Yu Yao's face turned slightly red. She sneaked a peek at Ye Ming, seeing him only smiling with a smirk.
Her gaze shifted slightly, carrying a hint of shy cunning.
Coughing lightly, she pretended to be serious and raised her wine cup, laughing and saying, "Baicang, this happiness wine, of course, must be put on the table when Ye Ming is willing to speak out his intention to marry. You are so eager, do you want to be that Cupid and personally string us together?"
Ye Ming was slightly taken aback. Is Xiao Yao scolding him for not proposing to her?
Thinking about how long the two of them have been together, and all the intimate things they have done, he himself has never said that he wants to marry her.
He only wanted them to be happy together, so he had forgotten about these things.
With Bai Cang and the Demon Lord Mo Yan present, he had never asked her whether she was willing to marry him.
Looking at Xiao Yao's shy appearance, he felt full of tenderness and guilt in his heart.
Bai Cang saw Ye Ming was silent, laughing and teasing: "Ye Ming, why suddenly don't you speak? It seems that you're stuck by what Little Goddess said. If you like her, you'd better seize the opportunity."
Mo Yan lay back in his chair, sipping wine while watching the show, his expression laced with a hint of playfulness and amusement, but he did not speak.
Ye Ming heard this and raised his lips in a helpless yet indulgent smile. He slowly put down his cup, and his gaze turned gentle, focusing on Xiao Yao's body as if the whole world was only her.
Bai Cang and the Demon Lord Mo Yan saw Ye Ming like this, and they exchanged a very coordinated glance without saying anything, waiting for what would come next.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the compartment became delicate and warm.
"Xiao Yao, I was careless."
Ye Ming's voice was deep and magnetic, his expression serious, "I never thought that these mundane rituals, for you, are so important. But please believe me, in my heart, you are already the wife I have chosen. However"
He paused, as if searching for the right words, "Just that, I'm used to proving everything through action, but I forgot the power of words."
Listening to these words, even if Xiao Yao's face was thick enough, she couldn't help but blush this time.
She bit her lower lip gently, but her lips rose unconsciously, "Night, I understand your heart. In fact, for me, the most important thing is every day with you, whether it's ups and downs or calm waters. But well, if there really comes a day when you are willing to tell me in person that you want to spend the rest of your life with me and want me to marry you, I would be delighted."
She knew that Ye Ming loved her, but women always want a solemn ceremony. Since Ye Ming wouldn't say it, she couldn't bring herself to ask.
Bai Cang coughed lightly, couldn't help but clap his hands and shout "Oh, what a pair! Ye Ming, you'd better seize the opportunity. Little Goddess has already spoken up."
His voice contained a touch of jest as well as a touch of blessing.
Mo Yan was by his side, with a smile on his lips that carried a hint of depth, and he put down his cup, straightening his body, and speaking with a tone that carried a hint of seriousness. "How can you lose to Chu Yuan, who gave her a wedding that shook the world?"
The moment he spoke, the atmosphere in the compartment became delicate, carrying a hint of competitive tension as well as playful banter between good friends.
Ye Ming looked at Mo Yan, his eyes deep and serious, then he lightly smiled, "Mo Yan brother, you're right. I Ye Ming won't lose to him."
As he finished speaking, his gaze turned to Xiao Yao, his eyes deep and serious. He then lightly smiled, "Xiao Yao, when we find a place on a mountain to settle down, I will definitely give you a wedding beyond the imagination of six realms, just yours. At that time, all beings in the six realms will celebrate, the stars will be witnesses, the sun and moon will act as mediators. Let all eight directions and ten kingdoms know that you are my only companion."
This made Xiao Yao feel happy naturally, which was also what she expected. But soon she remembered the task of persuading Chu Yuan Shennun to regret and burn his wife with fire.
Xiao Yao's eyes flickered with cunning, and she opened her lips slightly, her voice containing a touch of playful mischief, "Night, I think, let's set our wedding for a thousand years from now."
As soon as she finished speaking, the atmosphere in the compartment became subtle and complex again.
Chu Yuan Shennun, who was punished by the Emperor to be sealed away for a thousand years, now she said that their wedding would have to wait for a thousand years. This can't help but make everyone think more.
Not only did Ye Ming furrow his brow, but Bai Cang and Mo Yan also looked at Xiao Yao with a somewhat strange expression.
Could this woman still have feelings for Chu Yuan? So she wants to delay the wedding for a thousand years?
If so, it would be unfair to Ye Ming.
Bai Cang and Mo Yan couldn't help but feel sympathy for Ye Ming in their hearts.
Ye Ming slightly narrowed his eyes, the resentment in his eyes was thick, but it was well hidden.
He stared at her intently, trying to decipher something from her expression.
"Xiao Yao, why wait until a thousand years later? Are you... thinking of something else?"
His voice was low and tense, barely perceptible.
Xiao Yao watched Ye Ming's nervous expression and chuckled inwardly, her face still showing that playful expression.
"Night, do you know why I want to set the wedding a thousand years from now?"
She didn't answer in a hurry, instead, she deliberately teased.
Seeing her calm expression and no sign of nervousness, Ye Ming should not have thought as he did.
He relaxed his brow, and said softly, "Xiao Yao, you have your own plans. I respect all your decisions. Just let me guess, are you planning to teach someone a lesson, or give them a shock, or perhaps show off something?"
Xiao Yao nodded, smiling even more radiantly, "That's right, night. You really understand me. Then Chu Yuan, isn't he boasting about his deep love for that mortal woman Jiang Wanrou, and is willing to do anything for her? I just want him to see what he's giving up. A thousand years later, I want him to witness my happiness with my own eyes. It's the brilliant stars that he can never reach."
Although this statement contained a touch of resentment and also showed that she still cared for Chu Yuan, Ye Ming inexplicably felt happy to hear it.
After all, Chu Yuan is Xiao Yao's ex-husband and once hurt her deeply. It is normal for her to feel resentful, want him to regret it, and want to take revenge.
Bai Cang, upon hearing this, burst into laughter, slapped the table, and shouted in approval: "Hahaha! Little Goddess speaks the truth. Chu Yuan, who should be cherished as a divine woman, loves a mortal woman named Jiang Wanrou. His eyes are truly on the bottom of his feet. He deserves to regret it."
Mo Yan's lips curled up slightly, and a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes, "Very good. This is the attitude of a divine woman."
At least, it's better than those who only know jealousy and resentment, crying and whining.
Ye Ming looked at Xiao Yao's strong and slightly stubborn demeanor, and a sense of pity welled up in his heart. He also felt deeply sorry for her past.
The few of them didn't continue this topic and instead turned to talk about something else.
After three rounds of drinking, they didn't continue to drink, but all got up and left the Wan Hua Lou.
The night was as dark as ink, and the lamps outside the Wan Hua Lou were dimly lit, casting the silhouettes of the few people walking out of the building against the backdrop.
Xiao Yao's cheeks were slightly red. She placed her hand on Ye Ming's shoulder, and her steps seemed a bit unstable. She shook her head a few times, feeling somewhat dizzy.
"It's all the fault of Bai Cang, that damned fool, who said that the wine at Wan Hua Lou has no taste. He insisted on drinking my Hundred Flowers Brewing. It made me overindulge in drinking and drunk myself."
Upon hearing this, Ye Ming's lips curved into a tender smile, and he gently supported her wobbly body, his eyes filled with affection and helplessness. "Xiao Yao, your capacity for wine is something that both delights and worries me."
It's also rare for someone to get drunk on the wine they themselves brewed.
Bai Cang laughed loudly from the side, waving his hands repeatedly, "This can't be my fault. Who would have thought that Little Goddess's unique Hundred Flowers Brewing really tastes good. I couldn't resist it, thinking it would be delicious. Who knew she could get herself drunk?"
As he spoke, he also made a ghostly face at Xiao Yao, making her laugh out loud, and her face turned even more red.
Hundred Flowers Brewing was not brewed by her, but by the original owner.
Of course, she wouldn't say that.
Mo Yan chuckled and said a few parting words with Ye Ming and Bai Cang before disappearing into the night.
"All right, I should be going too. Ye Ming, also take Little Goddess to a place to rest. We'll see each other again when the opportunity arises."
Bai Cang lightly swayed his fan, left a laughing remark, and the red robes fluttered as he turned and vanished into the night.
