Young man, please stay

Chapter 312 Proposal
Snapped!Snapped!
boom!boom!
In a garden in the afternoon, Qin Lang stopped sweating profusely and rubbed his old waist.

A girl in a silver mask in front of him bumped her fists, looking like she was still not satisfied:

"What? That's not enough? It feels worse than before."

"Haha, are you sure?"

Qin Lang panted and looked at himself, and said confidently:
“I feel like I’m more resilient than before.”

"Well…"

Zhu Hongling stroked her chin and thought for a while:
"It's not that you can withstand a beating, but your skills do seem to have improved..."

"Improvement of power...really?"

"Well, I didn't discover it today. It seems that after the Dragon Boat Festival, your speed in breaking moves and the strength of your internal energy have both improved. My judgment should be correct, so did you take some tonic?"

"Uh…"

To be honest, Qin Lang actually took the tonic.

Very nutritious and big.

There are four red and pink pills, which look like sweet dates. I eat them at midnight.

But Qin Lang couldn't be sure whether his power had really increased because of the tonic. Perhaps it was because the Su sisters had been stimulated by Zhuo Beibei using the Tianhe Sect after drinking that night.

"Anyway, let's not fight for now."

Qin Lang sat down by the pool and patted his side:
“It’s time to tell the story.”

Zhu Hongling's eyes lit up, and she sat over, stroking her hips:

"You are quite sensible."

"What does it mean to be sensible..."

Qin Lang looked at Zhu Hongling's mask expectantly and smiled:
"We have an agreement. Let's finish the talk sooner so that you can take off the mask sooner."

"..."

Zhu Hongling was slightly startled when she heard this, and then she nodded and looked at the ground:

"You...you just want to see me...so much..."

"Isn't that nonsense?"

Qin Lang has good reasons:

"Just imagine, knowing someone for such a long time, dating for such a long time, practicing boxing and fighting with her every day, but in the end you still don't know what she looks like. How frustrating is that?"

"cut…"

Zhu Hongling flicked a small stone onto Qin Lang's head with her fingertips and muttered:

"That's why..."

"Ok?"

"nothing."

Zhu Hongling shook her head, her eyes turned, and asked:
"Aren't you afraid that after I take off the mask, you'll find that I'm ugly?"

"ugly?"

Qin Lang looked up and down at Zhu Hongling's graceful figure:
"No, you must be very beautiful."

"!"

These words came suddenly, and Zhu Hongling felt the skin above her collarbone suddenly become hot.

"I mean what if! What if I take off the mask and it's ugly?"

"It's ugly so what."

Qin Lang spread his hands:

"What does it matter if you are ugly or not?"

"You...you don't care at all?"

"Qin has never dealt with people based on their appearance when he traveled around the world."

Qin Lang counted on his fingers and gave an example:

"For example, when I first met Yin Ping and Gu Jin, and later I met Ling Yue, Xuan Er, Yu Pan, etc. Do you think I made friends with them just because they were pretty?"

"..."

Zhu Hongling hesitated for a moment:
"is it?"

"of course not!"

Qin Lang's eyes were pure and clear:
"You've heard our story by now. They and I became friends because of fate. It has nothing to do with appearance or anything like that! So it's the same for you, Hong Ling!"

"Eh…?"

Zhu Hongling pointed at herself blankly:
"We...we too?"

Is she the same as Su Yinping, Su Yupan... and the woman beside Qin Lang?
This…what does this mean?
Does that mean Qin Lang also considers her as his woman???

"You and I also met because of fate, personality and so on, right? So how could I have any prejudice against you just because of your appearance under the mask?"

"..."

To be honest, Qin Lang was not lying.

Zhu Hongling also took it to heart.

So he said nothing more and just listened quietly to Qin Lang continue telling the story of how he came down from Tianshan Mountain and ventured into the world.

In fact, with what he had said before, Qin Lang should be able to finish the story so far today. However, just when Qin Lang was about to finish the story with great interest, Zhu Hongling grabbed Qin Lang's wrist.

"?"

Qin Lang turned his head in confusion.

While feeling doubtful, one has to admit that Lord Ben Lei's hands not only look beautiful, but also feel extremely delicate to the touch.

Of course, it doesn’t mean that other girls’ hands are bad to touch.

But in terms of style, Zhu Hongling's hands are definitely the most tender one. According to Qin Lang's experience, they are even more tender than Zhuo Beibei's small chest.

"Let's not listen to the story today..."

"Huh? Why?"

Qin Lang was anxious:

"No, I'll be done soon! Hong Ling, you can't cheat."

"What...what are you talking about? Am I that kind of person?"

Zhu Hongling stood up and pinched her waist:

"I said I won't listen today... but I didn't say I won't listen tomorrow..."

"No, it's just the last bit. We've already talked about going to Beijing..."

"Never mind! Let's go first!"

"Why--!"

With Zhu Hongling's strength, Qin Lang would definitely not be able to keep her. Looking at her back, Qin Lang only felt endless regret.

But Zhu Hongling's heart was beating wildly.

There was no way. She hadn't expected that the moment of taking off the mask in front of Qin Lang would come. The closer she got to this moment, the more inexplicably nervous and scared she became.

So never mind, just wait until tomorrow.

It's just right that after I go back today, I will dress up nicely... no... tidy up, and then tomorrow I will... behave nicely in front of him...

Zhu Hongling was thinking with mixed feelings as she quickly returned to the general's mansion.

However, as soon as he arrived at the mansion, he saw Li Jiao'e waiting at the door with a serious and anxious expression. As soon as she saw Zhu Hongling, she took out a letter and hurried over.

"Miss."

"?"

"This is... a letter from the North..."

"..."

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It was time to eat at noon, but Qin Lang couldn't eat.

Of course it’s not because the food is not delicious enough. Although the cooks in the princess’s family cannot compare with Qin Lang’s skills in making some special dishes, it is impossible to do a good job without the right skills. Most of the dishes are always quite delicious.

But even so, Qin Lang couldn't help but twitch his eyelids when looking at the table of dishes.

"That...silver bottle, why...these again..."

There were large and small plates on the table, in addition to the common kidneys and oysters, there were even manatee whips, seahorses, etc.

Qin Lang has been eating these things for several days in a row since returning from the Dragon Boat Festival. He feels that if he eats more, all his seven orifices will bleed.

But Su Yinping also expressed helplessness.

"There are so many things in here... they were all sent by Yu Pan... these past few days. If you don't want to eat them, you can only throw them away. What a pity..."

"..."

Wow, no wonder there are so many precious ingredients, it turns out they are a gift from the goddess.

Okay, just eat it.

After eating, Qin Lang could just practice martial arts in the martial arts field to vent his energy, which was better than nothing in the end in terms of avoiding "going astray".

But the silence didn't last long. Soon, Tao'er came running over and said that someone was outside looking for Qin Lang.

"Find me?"

"Yes, uncle, I'm looking for you."

"Who?"

"Yes…"

Taoer looked at him privately and whispered:

"It is said that he is from the Regent's Palace..."

"?"

Regent?
The one called Bai Qingqing?
Well, I probably haven't even met her before, right? Why did she suddenly come to my house?
"What does the Regent's people want from me?"

"Specifically...you can go over there, uncle..."

Tao'er seemed to be unable to speak, with a strange look on her face. After hesitating for a while, she stood on tiptoe and whispered in her son-in-law's ear:

"The person who came said... that he was here to propose marriage..."

"Tip... um? What?!"

(End of this chapter)