Romancing the Son of Heaven

Stratagem 3: Know Yourself And Know Your Beloved! (3)

Lying prone on the roof of crown prince Jing He's palace Qiu Ling observed the surroundings. Mn, there were a lot of very romantic spots here. Just look at the garden or the little pavilion next to it. If he could meet with his Jing He there, then he'd certainly leave a good impression on his beloved!

Just then the door to the garden was opened and a person clad in a green robe stepped out. Qiu Ling held his breath. Ah! So beautiful! Just look at how the fabric hugged his waist! Or how his black hair caressed his back with each step!

Ah, he also wanted to hug him! He also wanted to caress him!

Qiu Ling got up and leaped from the roof, silently landing behind Jing He. Of course, he wouldn't just hug him. After all, he had just been warned by Fu Min. But he had to use the time before An Bai could try anything well!

"Your Highness."

Jing He gave a start.

"Ah! Your Highness!" Qiu Ling hurriedly grabbed his elbow and turned him around. "What is it? Aren't you feeling well? Should I help you back inside?"

Jing He came face to face with the man that had already made trouble in the Nine Heavens twice. He instinctively wanted to retreat a step but the man still held onto his arm. "Longjun ... No, thank you for your concern but I am well."

"Mn, that's good, that's good." Qiu Ling examined that beautiful face in front of him while Jing He lowered his gaze to the hand still on his arm. In fact, a certain someone had even grabbed his other arm by now and didn't seem to want to let go.

"Longjun ..."

"Yes? What is it? Just tell it to me and I will certainly do it!"

Jing He moistened his lips. He had to tell him that things couldn't go on like this but he had to be careful. He couldn't be too direct or this could likely influence the relationship between their two races. "Longjun, I thought a lot about what you said before and about what happened the last few days."

"Really?" Qiu Ling stepped closer, his hands wandering to take Jing He's into his.

The crown prince knitted his brows slightly but didn't say anything. He had to explain everything to him slowly. "I am very honored that you regard me this highly."

"It's only natural that I would. You're beautiful and kind and I couldn't imagine anyone better suited to be my bride."

Jing He's lips moved but no sound came out. The things Qiu Ling said made it even harder for him to say what he had to. He took a deep breath and his head lowered even further. "Be that as it may I'm afraid it's not that easy. You are the king of the dragon race while I am the crown prince of the gods."

"Isn't that good? Our races have been allies for a long time. Wouldn't a marriage between us be something worth celebrating?"

The words got stuck in Jing He's throat and his gaze flitted around, not knowing where to land.

"You don't think so?" Qiu Ling slightly bent down, unhappy that his beloved wasn't directly looking at him.

"There are many customs to be observed in our race. Customs that I think might be very different from what your race follows."

Qiu Ling blinked. This somehow didn't sound too well? "I ... don't know about that. But I'd be willing to learn them if that's what you're worried about." He looked at Jing He's hands in his and couldn't help but stroke those graceful fingers. Mn, his skin was really ...

Jing He jerked back and managed to wrest his hands from Qiu Ling's grip. His cheeks were flushed red. "Longjun this ... this is inappropriate!" He lowered his head again, feeling even more embarrassed. How could he have said that this so directly? Wouldn't the dragon king feel slighted now? "I ... I didn't mean to ... I'm sorry. Please accept my apology."