Tang Ya cried for a long time in Yang Feilong's arms, sobbing and questioning why he could accept other women but not her, as if she didn't know he had so many.
Her fists landed on Yang Feilong's body, lacking strength but filled with her deep affection for him. Of course, besides affection, she also wanted to cry out and beat out the grievances in her heart!
Yang Feilong sighed inwardly.
He remembered the day Tang Ya invited him to see the peach blossoms and confessed her feelings. He had refused, believing her feelings were merely gratitude for saving her life and treating her wounds, which led her to mistake it for love.
But looking at Tang Ya now, was it gratitude?
No, it wasn't gratitude; it was a maiden's affection.
Tang Ya was a year or two older than him, but she hadn't experienced emotional hardships, which was why she was so distressed.
"Alright, stop crying," Yang Feilong gently comforted her. "If you don't mind my situation, can you be my girlfriend from now on?"
"I refuse," Tang Ya said, her face red from crying.
"Uh," Yang Feilong's expression stiffened. Sister, didn't your tearful state just now imply the same thing?
"I want to be your wife," Tang Ya said, blushing.
"......" Yang Feilong choked, weren't they the same thing?
"Girlfriends can break up easily, but a wife cannot be abandoned so casually," Tang Ya said with a huff.
"Alright, alright, I promise," Yang Feilong said helplessly.
"Kiss me," Tang Ya said, her face red.
"......" Yang Feilong was startled by Tang Ya's request. Wasn't this too fast?
"You said you agreed, and now you won't even kiss me!" Tang Ya said indignantly.
Seeing Tang Ya's slightly petulant demeanor, Yang Feilong wouldn't disappoint her. He leaned in and kissed her. Despite her bold words, Tang Ya herself didn't know how she managed to say them.
The moment Yang Feilong kissed her lips, she went limp in his arms, so much so that if he hadn't been holding her, she felt she might have collapsed to the ground.
So this was what kissing felt like?
It truly was an indescribable pleasure!
Everything written in books wasn't a lie!
After a long time, Yang Feilong finally separated from Tang Ya. After all, Tang Ya was still under a restriction, and apart from her physical strength being far superior to ordinary people, many aspects were similar to ordinary humans!
"Feilong, what should I call you from now on?" Tang Ya asked Yang Feilong, her face flushed and her eyes hazy.
"What do you want to call me?" Yang Feilong picked up Tang Ya and sat on the edge of the bed, letting her sit on his lap.
As for the situation outside, he was well aware of it and naturally wasn't worried about the guards outside eavesdropping. Of course, even if they knew, they wouldn't mind. After understanding the plans of Commander Qingluan, he realized that Qingluan's people would not only not harm them but would also protect their safety!
She aimed to become a regional leader, commanding a territory!
She harbored ambitions, unwilling to be subordinate, and even dared to snatch food from her superior, Lord Lingyuan!
If she succeeded, her cultivation might advance further, reaching the late stage of the Primordial Spirit Realm, or even the peak.
After all, Flame King had been at the peak of the Void Refinement Realm before his death, living to the end of his lifespan. His treasures would not only be numerous but also incredibly extraordinary!
Enough to make those in the Primordial Spirit Realm turn hostile. Even if some beings in the Void Refinement Realm knew about it, they might develop covetous desires, as few Void Refinement Realm beings would dare to look down on Flame King's treasures!
Perhaps, someone like Princess VII, Vera Duoduo, might not be interested.
After all, Princess VII, Vera Duoduo, was inherently gifted and one of the most powerful figures in the Vera Empire, far surpassing the status of a low-ranking mixed-blood demon.
"Husband," Tang Ya said, pressing her cheek against Yang Feilong's. Previously, she had felt lonely and helpless because she couldn't understand any of the demon languages, feeling out of place in this world. But now, even if she were to die soon, she was fearless, having no regrets. She looked at Yang Feilong and said earnestly, "I'll give myself to you!"
"Uh, perhaps later. There are still demons guarding outside," Yang Feilong said with some helplessness. "It's really not appropriate right now."
"We don't know when we might die, and I don't want to die without having experienced anything! People say that kind of thing is very pleasurable, and I want to try it too," Tang Ya said, blushing.
Hearing Tang Ya's words, Yang Feilong understood that she was very pessimistic about their predicament.
Firstly, she thought Yang Feilong, like her, was captured and was now an ordinary person. Secondly, she didn't know the purpose of these people and believed they would kill them after they were used up!
Of course, the latter was quite plausible.
But she hadn't considered Yang Feilong's situation.
Yang Feilong had initially intended to explain the specific situation to Tang Ya but decided against it, worrying she might accidentally reveal a flaw.
However, if he didn't explain the specifics, how could he prevent Tang Ya's desire for dual cultivation?
He dared not dual cultivate now because once they did, his Golden Core Realm would inevitably transform into the Nascent Soul Realm. He could barely suppress the tendency for his Golden Core to transform into a Nascent Soul, and it was already beginning to convert!
He had forcibly sealed himself to stop this change!
This was also why Qingluan hadn't further sealed Yang Feilong's cultivation. She could see that he had sealed himself, but she didn't realize it was a self-seal with a loophole that could be broken in a single breath.
Since they were acting, they had to commit fully, so as not to show any flaws to Qingluan, who was at the middle stage of the Primordial Spirit Realm.
This woman's strength far surpassed his. Even if he broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm, he likely wouldn't be her match anytime soon!
"How about... we wait a little longer?" Yang Feilong tried to dissuade her.
"Husband!" Tang Ya looked at Yang Feilong, on the verge of tears. "Don't you love me? Even in this situation, you're unwilling to take me!"
"......" Yang Feilong looked at the heartbroken Tang Ya, feeling a headache. He said with a bitter smile, "What if someone walks in while we're dual cultivating? I don't want you to be seen by anyone, let alone humans. Even demons are not acceptable!"
"That..." Hearing Yang Feilong's words, Tang Ya hesitated. What he said made sense. She bit her lip and looked at Yang Feilong pitifully, "But we're going to die soon!"
Seeing Tang Ya's sadness, Yang Feilong sighed inwardly and decided to tell her something to lift her spirits, otherwise, she might fall into more despair.
"Actually, I can break the seals on us," Yang Feilong said in a low voice.
Of course, even if he spoke louder, it wouldn't matter. They were speaking the language of the Dragon Kingdom, and the guards outside, even if they heard it, wouldn't understand, just like they didn't understand the demon language before.
"You can break our seals?" Upon hearing this, Tang Ya's face lit up with excitement. "Really?"
"Of course, it's true!" Yang Feilong shrugged. "So, we have hope of escaping!"
"That's wonderful!" Tang Ya's face broke into a happy smile.
If they could have forever, who would cherish a fleeting moment?