"The Jasper Pool Sect doesn't have a rule that says a man has to marry you just for taking off your veil, does it? You were unconscious, and I was worried you might die, so I took it off and fed you a few Elixir Pills."
Jiang Lan turned his head back to focus on roasting the fish and asked casually.
"No," Ling Zhuyun replied, gently shaking her head.
Jiang Lan seemed to sigh with a hint of regret.
Ling Zhuyun looked at him and said, "Young Master Jiang, don't get your hopes up."
Jiang Lan, however, just smiled.
'This fail-proof protagonist cliché just doesn't seem to work for me.'
'Looks like she won't be getting any of this roasted fish, either.'
Seeing that Jiang Lan was ignoring her, Ling Zhuyun composed herself, sat down cross-legged, and began to tend to her injuries and recover.
After a while, a tempting aroma wafted over.
Ling Zhuyun's eyes opened. She looked at Jiang Lan, only to see him absorbed in gnawing on the fish, seemingly oblivious to her gaze.
