63: Tell me quickly, my husband, what's so good about me?

He looked at the queen in his arms, whose eyes were growing increasingly dangerous and who radiated a terrifying aura that screamed, "Answer me quickly, or I'll bite you to death."

In an instant, Qin Feng made a decision!

"I..."

He wore a perfectly measured expression of conflict and difficulty, stammering for a long time without managing a complete sentence.

"I..."

Seeing Qin Feng's hesitant and caught-in-the-middle appearance, as if he were the one suffering a great grievance, the nameless fire in Zhao Muxue's heart burned even brighter.

This Rebellious Disciple!

This bastard!

This... ungrateful wolf who wants to eat from the bowl while eyeing the pot!

Last night, who was it that held her, calling her "Xue'er" and "Wife" over and over again?

Who was it that tossed and turned her until she was half-dead, without even the strength to beg for mercy?

And the result?

As soon as dawn broke and the communication jade slips of those two Little Vixens chimed, his soul flew away with them!

Look at him now!

That conflicted expression, that troubled gaze—who was he acting for?

Isn't he just trying not to offend either side because he wants to go to both?!

Scumbag!

Zhao Muxue gnashed her silver teeth in anger, wishing she could bite him to death right now!

She really wanted to just grab him by the throat and coldly tell him he wasn't allowed to go anywhere! Today, tomorrow, and forever, he must stay here obediently for her!

But... she looked at Qin Feng's handsome face and saw the dependence and... fear revealing themselves in his deep eyes.

Zhao Muxue's heart, which had been on the verge of losing all reason to jealousy and rage, inexplicably softened once more.

Sigh... Zhao Muxue let out a faint sigh in her heart.

Forget it, forget it.

Who told her to fall into the hands of this Rebellious Disciple?

Who told her that she would be so susceptible to his act?

The man she chose herself—even if she has to grit her teeth, she must continue to dote on him.

Having come to terms with this, the layer of frost on Zhao Muxue's face quietly melted away.

Those phoenix eyes, which were originally full of questioning and anger, gradually regained their clarity, even carrying a hint of... doting and indulgence that she hadn't even noticed herself.

She looked at Qin Feng, who was still stuck on "I, I, I" like a jammed Puppet, and finally couldn't help but burst out laughing with a "pfft."

That laughter was like a spring breeze blowing across a frozen lake, instantly making the atmosphere inside the Bedchamber, which had been so tense it was about to solidify, become relaxed and flirtatious.

"Alright!"

She extended a slender jade finger and gave his forehead a light, playful flick.

"Your Husband was just teasing you."

Her voice carried a hint of the laziness and raspiness of someone who had just woken up, yet it was filled with a unique allure.

Especially that word "Husband"; she said it so naturally and smoothly, as if she had said it thousands of times before.

Qin Feng was completely stunned.

He stared blankly at the Revered Master before him, who had looked like a man-eating tigress one second and turned into a docile kitten the next.

His brain stalled once again.

This... what is going on?

The change in tone was way too fast, wasn't it?

He had even prepared himself to face his Revered Master's thunderous wrath and had even thought about what posture he should use to kneel and beg for mercy.

And the result... was just this?

"What are you still standing there for?"

Zhao Muxue felt another wave of amusement seeing his silly look.

She extended her slender arms from around his neck and gently pushed against his firm chest.

"Go on, go play with your good Senior Sister and good Junior Sister!"

Her tone carried a hint of teasing and a trace of... barely perceptible jealousy.

But more than that, it was indulgence.

The kind of helpless indulgence a "main wife" has for her man going out to "dally with flowers and grass."

Qin Feng finally snapped back to his senses.

An indescribable, massive surge of wild joy and emotion, like a volcanic eruption, instantly rushed to his heart!

He looked at Zhao Muxue, at her stunningly beautiful face with its indulgent smile, and at her phoenix eyes filled with love.

His Xue'er was, after all, that same Xue'er who was sharp-tongued but soft-hearted, and who loved him to her very core!

"Xue'er..."

Qin Feng's voice was slightly choked up.

He abruptly lowered his head and buried his face deep into the crook of her neck, which emitted an alluring fragrance, like a child who had found a harbor, inhaling deeply of the scent that made him feel incredibly at peace.

"You are so good!"

He said these four words with absolute sincerity, filled with gratitude from the bottom of his heart.

She felt a bit ticklish from his sudden movement.

Zhao Muxue's body shrank back slightly, and a moving blush once again rose to her face.

She could clearly feel this Rebellious Disciple's hot breath blowing against her most sensitive skin, bringing waves of electric numbness.

"Alright, alright, stop nuzzling."

She reached out and pushed his head away with a bit of bashful annoyance.

"Quickly, tell me, Husband, what's so good about me?"

Her voice carried a hint of a young woman's coquettishness and a very... obvious expectation.

No woman dislikes hearing praise from the man she loves.

Even she, the once high-and-mighty ice queen, was no exception.

Hearing this, Qin Feng raised his head.

He looked at her, at that face so close to his that was breathtakingly beautiful.

Those deep eyes were filled with undisguised, burning love and desire.

"Everything about you is good!"

He blurted out without even thinking.

He leaned down and gave his answer in Zhao Muxue's ear with a magnetic, slightly raspy, and incredibly sincere tone.

"A beautiful person with a kind heart!"

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