Chapter 142 - Let’s Spend Some Time Together (1/2)

Xiao Dong examined Jing Yi's expression. It was obvious that His Majesty's beloved didn't quite believe him.

”It has really happened like that.”

”Mn.” Jing Yi didn't say anything. He really didn't know what to make of this story. It sounded quite pitiful that the king had to stay alone because his senior martial brother died. Maybe he had really been deeply in love. But what was that supposed to tell him?

”I don't even know him.” Jing Yi stopped walking and finally said what was bothering him deep down.

Xiao Dong halted. ”You don't know him?” It needn't be said that when even Qiu Ling as the king of the dragons didn't understand the gods' trials, then a child like Xiao Dong certainly wouldn't either. He had somehow always been under the impression that Jing Yi as the one he knew as his king's beloved would still know Qiu Ling somehow.

”Mn. I mean: I saw him for the first time yesterday. I don't know much about marriage but as far as I know, my parents knew each other for many years when they married.”

Xiao Dong grimaced. ”My parents knew each other for thirteen days before they married.” His parents were dragons, though. If they liked someone, they liked him. And in a normal situation, they wouldn't wait and just directly admit to it. If the other person liked them, too, well, congratulations! They would just immediately get married.

That had also been the reason why Qiu Ling had proposed to Jing He on the day of their first encounter. Screw the fact that it was the heavenly emperor's birthday banquet! He had seen the person he felt was fated for him. Why shouldn't he propose? If it had been possible, he would have dragged him back to his palace that very night and sealed the deal. Unfortunately, that person's father had been there and had foiled his plan. Well, Jing He wouldn't have agreed anyway considering Qiu Ling had needed a decade to finally woo him to the point of no return. And that had been with the Heavenly Empress' help. One didn't even want to imagine how much longer he would have needed without her.

”Thirteen days?” Jing Yi as someone who knew nothing of the dragon race couldn't understand. How could anyone marry this fast?

”Aren't thirteen days enough? If you love the other, then why not marry as soon as possible? The sooner you marry the more time you'll have with each other. Isn't that good? So, I think you should agree.”

”But I don't love him.”

In his hiding place, Qiu Ling clutched his chest. ”My love! How can you say that in good conscience?”

Xiao Dong was completely shell-shocked, too. This … Why was His Majesty's beloved saying something like that?

”That … Uh. I really don't understand you. What don't you like about him? He's handsome and strong and has a high status. Isn't he awe-inspiring all over? What's not to love about him?”

Jing Yi frowned. ”But is that really what makes one fall in love?”

Xiao Dong slid his fingers through his hair. ”My mother always said she fell in love with my father's hair.”

Jing Yi looked at Xiao Dong's hair. So, being handsome was really enough to fall in love with someone?

Xiao Dong winced. Damn, Jing Yi was still not convinced. He had to do something! ”Then, why don't you go and get to know him better? He just said he'd give you seven days time to think it over. That doesn't mean he'll only return after a week, does it?”

Qiu Ling pursed his lips. In fact, he had planned to do just that. After all, that was what had furthered his relationship with Jing He. But in this case, it might really be better to go with the flow. Yes, he should do just that.

Qiu Ling hurried out of his hiding place and around the building and encountered Jing Yi and Xiao Dong at the next crossroad. Totally coincidentally, of course.

His eyes lit up and he hurried forward and grabbed Jing Yi's hands. ”Jing He!”

”I'm called Jing Yi.”

”Mn.” Qiu Ling nodded in assent but it didn't seem like he was paying attention. In fact, he wasn't. After being apart from him for such a long time he just couldn't help himself. He had to look at him a little while longer. Well, Qiu Ling had conveniently forgotten that he had done just that the day before.

”Senior martial brother …”

”Ah, just call me Qiu Ling, my love.”

”Senior martial brother Qiu, you —”