Chapter Eighty-Seven: The Worries of Youth

  "Because from now on I'm yours."

  At this moment, Jiang Huan felt that everything was becoming unreal again. The fragrant millet porridge, the peanuts with a hint of oil fragrance and crispy texture, and the soft and fluffy mantou, were all these just an illusion?

  Ouyang Xue was wearing a pale purple long dress today, with fine black hair draped over her shoulders, revealing a soft and beautiful appearance that evokes feelings of fondness and affection. Her skin was as white as a freshly peeled eggshell. Her large eyes sparkled as if they were about to speak, while her small red lips stood out against the whiteness of her skin. A pair of shallow dimples were evenly distributed on either side of her cheeks, and when she smiled slightly, the dimples seemed to appear and disappear like a celestial being.

  Jiang Hao seemed to have forgotten that he was having breakfast, and Ouyang Xue's words had completely stunned him.

  "Is this really that spoiled and arrogant Princess Pingtian from yesterday?" Jiang Huan's mind only had this thought at the moment.

  "What's wrong, doesn't it taste good?"

  Suddenly, that beautiful face leaned in close, and Jiang Huan could even feel the breath on his skin, with a subtle fragrance that was not pungent at all. The scent only made him feel carefree and exhilarated, as if his thoughts had escaped far away, leaving behind the physical body, floating outside the nine heavens. He was completely enchanted, utterly unable to extricate himself.

  In the military tent, there seemed to be a hint of spring floating around. On the long table, breakfast was laid out, with a man in green clothes sitting on the right side, holding a bowl in one hand and some steamed bun crumbs stuck to the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were somewhat dazed. To his left, a purple-dressed girl supported her right hand on the table, her left hand propping up her white chin, swinging her legs back and forth, staring at the boy who was as still as a wooden fish, with laughter overflowing in her eyes.

  "Ah!"

  Jiang Hao's eyes suddenly cleared up again, and he took a glance at the pretty face that was close to him. He subconsciously moved back a bit, his face also turning red.

  "This, this breakfast is really made by you, it's delicious." Jiang Hao said with a smile.

  Ouyang Xue smiled again, her smile causing the flowers to tremble violently. After finally stopping her laughter, she spoke softly, "Yes, isn't it? Even my brother hasn't tasted my cooking skills before. You're in luck from now on."

  "Oh," Jiang Hao responded with a sentence, suddenly thought of something, opened his eyes wide and asked, "What do you mean by 'I'll be blessed in the future'? I, I don't quite understand."

  "Hehe!" Ouyang Xue smiled slightly, raised her wrist to brush away the stray hairs on her forehead, and said softly, "Have you forgotten? Yesterday I lost to you, and I did say that if I lost, I'd marry you. Although I'm not a gentleman, I keep my promises. From now on, I'll help you make breakfast every day."

  "Hey, hey, yesterday you were whipping me with a whip." Jiang Huan's hand shook and the bowl clattered to the floor on the long table. "Don't joke around with me, my heart isn't very good. Besides, I'm still young, not yet at the age of marrying a wife."

  Ouyang Xue has indeed changed, and the catalyst was yesterday's bet. In fact, when she was a child, Ouyang Xue was always a well-behaved girl, diligently practicing her skills in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting. However, at the age of seven, her mother unfortunately passed away due to an accident, and from then on, Ouyang Xue became like a different person, crazily practicing every day, even surpassing her older brother Ouyang Sheng, reaching the realm of a war master before the age of ten, sweeping aside her peers. Although her father was a member of the imperial family, his position was not prominent, but because of the emergence of such a talented young girl like Ouyang Xue, their family also gained attention from the imperial family, and Ouyang Xue herself was directly granted the title of Ping Tian by the current ruler of the Fei Ya Empire, Ouyang Tian Ye.

  Since her mother's death, Ouyang Xue has been locking up her heart. Later, she became a disciple of a hidden world senior and learned the "Absolute Emotion Whip" from him. To master the first three layers, Ouyang Xue had to endure a lot of hardships. Although she appeared to be moody on the surface, deep down inside, she was always an icy place. But last night, Jiang Huan forced her to break through at the last moment and unexpectedly used the fourth layer of the "Absolute Emotion Whip". At that moment, her heart also returned to her childhood when her mother was still by her side.

  Ouyang Xue didn't respond to Jiang Hao's words and softly said, "Jiang Hao, can I take a look at that Absolute Heartbreak Red Tears?"

  Jiang Hao was taken aback, twitched his mouth, and with a light wave of his right hand, the tear drop that had been glowing with a purple aura now floated in front of him, as clear and transparent as amber.

  Ouyang Xue stared at the purple teardrop, her eyes dazed, and gently took it with both hands, cradling it in her palm.

  "This should also be returned to you." Jiang Hao said.

  Ouyang Xue was taken aback, and once again looked at the tear drop. Her right hand gently grasped it, and the tear drop suddenly burst forth with a strong purple light. With a sudden leap, it shot towards Jiang Heng's direction.

  Everything happened too quickly, and the two were extremely close. Jiang Huan couldn't react in time, barely lifting his right hand to block his eyes. As soon as the purple light touched Jiang Huan's hand, it instantly merged into him. Jiang Huan only felt a heat in his arm, greatly startled, hastily adjusting his battle energy towards his right hand, retreating his body, and vigilantly staring at Ouyang Xue who had slightly raised her hand.

  "You, sneak up on me?"

  Facing Jiang Hao's questioning, Ouyang Xue smiled lightly and said, "You take a good look yourself, did I ambush you?"

  Jiang Hao's battle aura instantly circulated around the major acupoints on his arm several times, without anything out of the ordinary. He hastily lifted up his sleeve and found that near the joint of his right arm, a purple-colored vein had appeared, exactly in the shape of a teardrop.

  "What is this thing?"

  Ouyang Xue covered her mouth and smiled lightly, saying, "This is my Red Tears. With this, it means I'm already yours. Of course, I'm also your only woman. If you touch any other women besides me, then the Red Tears will bring you a little punishment."

  Jiang Hao couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head like a sieve, saying, "Sister, please spare me, I'm too young for this."

  "Little, where are you little?" Ouyang Xue stared into Jiang Hao's eyes, without concealing the joy in her heart.

  "I, I..." Jiang Hao was very depressed in his heart. This was simply a case of forcing someone to do something against their will. Although Ou Yang Xue had a good figure and was absolutely beautiful, he had only met her twice before. Even though Jiang Hao liked this kind of woman from the bottom of his heart, men generally didn't like being passive. Moreover, whenever Jiang Hao thought about Zi Yu and Zhou Meng Yan, his head would hurt. Was it because he was too handsome?

  But to be honest, the current Jiang Hao, although only over ten years old, already has a height of nearly 1.7 meters, with well-proportioned muscles and not an ounce of excess fat. It's unknown whether it's due to practicing the Wind Chasing Steps, but Jiang Hao gives off a feeling as if he's been bathed in spring breeze, with a handsome appearance that is obviously fatally attractive to girls.

  Jiang Hao's face turned sour, and he said, "I think you'd better take this away. At worst, I'll just quit being the army commander." Jokingly, Jiang Hao would never sacrifice his happiness for the sake of this position as army commander.

  Ouyang Xue's face suddenly turned serious, and she said, "This won't do. Yesterday, I said in front of so many people that if I lost, I would marry you. If not, let's call Vice General Lei Xiang over to bear witness. Besides, am I ugly? Would marrying me be a loss for you?" Ouyang Xue pouted slightly, her eyes sparkling as if tears were welling up.

  Jiang Hao is now dead-hearted, and this Ping Tian princess is indeed the most troublesome woman he has ever seen. However, if one were to say that Jiang Hao was completely unmoved, that would be a lie. Last night, when he first saw Ouyang Xue, Jiang Hao's heart had already left an impression. Although the two of them fought later on, that beautiful smile had been lingering in Jiang Hao's mind and couldn't be shaken off. Perhaps this is what they call the troubles of youth.

  Helpless, Jiang Huan glanced at the purple teardrop on his arm and stood up, bowing to Ouyang Xue with a cupped fist. "Princess Pingtian, I was impulsive last night, and I apologize for my mistake. You are a noble princess, while I am just an unknown minor official - how can I be worthy of you? Besides, the marriage should be arranged by our parents and matchmakers, but we don't have any of that, so it seems we have fate but not destiny."

  Ouyang Xue slowly stood up, her curvaceous figure on full display. She smiled faintly and said: "As for my parents' orders, my mother passed away early, and my father has always been indulgent towards me, so he shouldn't object to our marriage; as for the matchmaker's words, people like Lei Xiang will be happy to act as matchmakers for us, that's not difficult either. As for social status, I can ask the emperor to grant you a title and make you a king or duke, which isn't a big deal either."

  Jiang Hao was completely speechless, and the image of Purple Feather suddenly appeared in his mind again. He bit his lip and said in a low voice, "Princess Ping Tian, do you think this is okay? When I turn 15, if I can advance to the rank of War General, as long as you are still willing to marry me, I will personally go to your mansion to propose. If you insist on forcing me to marry you now, Jiang Hao would rather die than agree." As he spoke his last sentence, a domineering aura suddenly rose from Jiang Hao's body.

  Ouyang Xue's gaze turned, looking at the stubborn young man in front of her, and her affection grew even stronger. However, she still didn't press him hard, but instead thought for a moment before nodding: "Alright, I agree to your request. But if you can't reach the rank of war general by the time you're 15 years old, then I will definitely kill you, and then take my own life." At this moment, Ouyang Xue's sharp gaze reappeared once again.

  Jiang Hao took a deep breath and nodded, the worries of youth brought him pressure, but this pressure was exactly what Jiang Hao needed at this moment.

  Ouyang Xue's eyes flashed with a fierce glint, but the next moment they softened again. She gathered up the utensils on the table, took a deep look at Jiang Heng, and then walked out of the military tent.

  After seeing Ouyang Xue leave, Jiang Hao finally let out a sigh of relief, and his face couldn't help but reveal a wry smile. He shook his head and muttered to himself, "Jiang Hao, you're getting what you deserve."