Chapter 5 of the Romantic Continent: Fragrance of Flowers and Deep Affection

From morning onwards, a light drizzle danced in the air, painting the sky of Esnia a hazy gray, making it difficult to distinguish between rain and fog. The roadside trees, however, seemed delighted, stretching out their lush foliage to welcome this refreshing rain.

In this rainy scene, Ye Tianlong walked slowly towards the Feifeng Mansion. The cool raindrops on his face brought him immense comfort, making his mind exceptionally clear and lucid. On this morning, he thought of many things.

Ye Tianlong alighted from Princess Qian's carriage at the intersection. Princess Qian had insisted on accompanying him back, but Ye Tianlong insisted on walking alone for a while, letting her return by carriage first.

Perhaps the conversation the previous night had an effect; the usually willful and capricious princess, seeing Ye Tianlong's insistence, said nothing more, obediently instructing her attendant to let Ye Tianlong alight, and then turned back to her own palace in the Wuyou Palace.

Seeing that this beautiful princess, who had been causing him so much trouble, had suddenly changed her attitude, Ye Tianlong was surprised and rewarded her with a deep kiss on her cherry lips. As they parted, the deep affection in Princess Qian's bright, beautiful eyes almost overwhelmed Ye Tianlong.

Only then did Ye Tianlong truly realize that this beautiful princess had reached the stage of first love; she was no longer just a playful and curious girl.

Thinking of this, Ye Tianlong naturally recalled his conversation with Emperor Andre III the previous night, remembering the occasional domineering aura Andre III exuded during their conversation, which made him imagine what Andre III would be like in his prime.

"That's true kingly dominance!"

Ye Tianlong raised his head, letting the raindrops fall on his face, even sticking out his tongue to taste the rain. Suddenly, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes burst forth with an astonishing light, seemingly able to pierce through the clouds in the distant sky.

Perhaps it was Andre III's domineering aura that touched something deep within Ye Tianlong's heart, or perhaps it was the sudden turn of events in the past two days—from heaven to hell and back again—that brought a sudden sense of clarity to Ye Tianlong on this quiet morning. He suddenly grasped something, something he couldn't quite articulate.

But one thing he was certain of: since being framed by Princess Xiu and experiencing that inexplicable coma, he now clearly felt that his skills seemed to have improved considerably. He himself found this strange; could his skills really improve while he was asleep? If that were the case, then all he had to do was sleep more often.

After a quiet moment, Ye Tianlong withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward.

"What is the Emperor thinking? Why is he so good to me? Is it only because of his beloved daughter, Princess Qian?"

Composing himself, Ye Tianlong turned his thoughts to Andre III's inexplicable trust and support, and the Emperor's expectations and hopes for him, which left him somewhat bewildered. It was hard to believe that all of this was solely due to Princess Qian. After all, Princess Qian was just Andre III's favorite youngest daughter. There were many hidden meanings in their late-night private conversations in the Imperial Study that Ye Tianlong hadn't yet grasped, yet he had already made a promise to the Emperor.

Why did the mighty Emperor of Fast, Andre III, value Ye Tianlong's promise so much? This was something Ye Tianlong couldn't understand.

At the Feifeng Mansion, the beautiful mistress had gotten up early. After washing and dressing, she was about to head to the dining room when a maid came running up, panting and excited.

"Miss! Miss! Young Master Ye is back!"

"What?"

Yu Fengwu could hardly believe her ears. Ye Tianlong had returned so quickly! She had thought she would have to wait a while longer and expend more effort, but

unexpectedly, things had changed dramatically in just one day. When Yu Fengwu arrived at the front hall, Ye Tianlong was already surrounded by excited women. Liu Qin'er, overjoyed and weeping, threw herself into Ye Tianlong's arms, tightly hugging his waist and muttering something unintelligible. Yu Zhu and Xin Xiya each held one of Ye Tianlong's arms from either side, jumping and shouting with ecstatic joy. Around them were the goddess warriors, all with happy smiles on their faces.

Tian Tian stood beside them, her face beaming, but her beautiful eyes were brimming with tears, her hands clasped tightly to her chest.

Although Long Ling'er had never liked Ye Tianlong's lecherous ways, seeing the women's excited expressions made her quite happy. She stood aside, smiling as she watched what seemed like a triumphant reunion.

When Yu Fengwu appeared, Ye Tianlong's eyes lit up. He first withdrew his right hand from Yu Zhu's, gently patted her pretty face, and gave her a deep, affectionate smile. Then, he lifted Liu Qin'er's delicate face, her cheeks streaked with tears and full of smiles. Ye Tianlong couldn't resist kissing her before gently pushing her away.

Yu Fengwu walked quickly towards him, her joy and affection captivating Ye Tianlong. The women made way, and just as Yu Fengwu was about to throw herself at Ye Tianlong, she suddenly heard him utter a sentence that shocked all the women present.

"Feng Wu, marry me!"

"..."

Everyone froze for a moment, all movements seemingly suspended in mid-air. How could Ye Tianlong suddenly utter such words in this situation, and he seemed utterly serious?

Yu Fengwu's outstretched hand paused, momentarily stunned. Ye Tianlong's unexpected proposal had left this beautiful war goddess, who wouldn't falter even in the face of a collapsing world, completely dumbfounded. This was something Yu Fengwu had never seen before, and would never again.

Seeing the eerily quiet scene, Ye Tianlong also felt somewhat uneasy. He tentatively turned his head, finding nothing amiss, and hesitantly asked, "Fengwu, if you don't..."

"No! I...I do!"

True to her reputation as a beautiful war goddess, Yu Fengwu was the first to recover. She leaped onto Ye Tianlong, tightly embracing his neck, murmuring, "I'm so happy, so happy! I finally heard you say those words!"

Ye Tianlong felt a pang of guilt. This deeply affectionate war goddess was so moved by his simple words. If he had known, he should have said it sooner. He didn't realize that no matter what kind of woman, no matter how deep her love for her beloved, she always longed to hear such words from her lover's lips, because it was a promise to be fulfilled over a lifetime.

"Then let's hold the ceremony tomorrow!"

Ye Tianlong cupped Yu Fengwu's face in his hands, gazing lovingly into her bright eyes, which seemed veiled in mist. Her face radiated an indescribable glow.

"So hasty!" A hint of confusion flashed in Yu Fengwu's eyes as she looked at her beloved with a slightly bewildered expression. She seemed to sense that Ye Tianlong today was somewhat different from the usual him, but she

couldn't quite put her finger on it. Yu Fengwu's feeling was absolutely correct. The epiphany in the rain and mist had made Ye Tianlong realize that he should cherish everything he had in front of him, while his secret conversation with Andre III last night had left him feeling somewhat uneasy.

"Tianlong, remember your words. You must keep your promise to me! From now on, treat my daughter well and don't let her worry about you anymore!"

Recalling Andre III's meaningful words, Ye Tianlong felt uneasy. He understood the emperor's meaning: he wanted to entrust his daughter to him. If Princess Qian were to marry him, she would certainly be his principal wife. Given her noble status, even making her a concubine would be disrespectful, let alone a mistress.

But the thought of Princess Qian as his first wife was daunting. Leaving aside her abilities in managing a household, he felt he would be betraying the many beautiful women in the Feifeng Manor who were deeply devoted to him, especially General Yu Fengwu. With her status, intelligence, and beauty, what man wouldn't be worthy of her? Yet she had silently waited for him for so many years; such deep affection would move any man.

Therefore, Ye Tianlong was absolutely determined to give Yu Fengwu the position of his first wife. Firstly, he deeply loved this beautiful and talented war goddess, and secondly, it was a way to repay her deep affection—something that nothing could change.

Considering this, and to prevent any unforeseen complications—who knew when Andre III might issue a decree, which would make things difficult? Also, this was a necessary ceremony, hence Ye Tianlong's hasty proposal at this moment.

"Then let's set it for the day after tomorrow?" Ye Tianlong suggested, seeing Yu Fengwu's response, while casting questioning glances at Liu Qin'er and Yu Zhu beside him.

"Why is he in such a hurry?"

"Could there be some other reason?"

"How strange!"

For a moment, the women present had all sorts of thoughts. Some couldn't help but make some inexplicable associations, even some completely unfounded speculations. But people are always strange, and imagination is uncontrollable.

However, as the person involved, she was overjoyed. Ye Tianlong's eagerness to hold the ceremony showed that he couldn't wait to marry her, which revealed her importance in his heart.

Seeing the beautiful women blushing, nodding shyly, and looking radiant and full of energy, Ye Tianlong was also very happy that his words had brought them so much joy. Being able to marry these beautiful women was already an immense blessing. Just

as he was getting excited, a clear, melodious voice, like a mountain stream, suddenly came from a corner.

"No, no! I object!"

These words were like a bucket of cold water poured over the man who was feeling incredibly happy. His smug smile instantly froze on his face, and Ye Tianlong turned his head blankly towards the source of the voice.

It was Long Ling'er! It was the beautiful dragon girl, Long Ling'er!

"What? What is she saying?"

The women, who were immersed in boundless joy, also looked at the lively and spirited dragon girl, Long Ling'er, with disbelief.

Long Ling'er's beautiful crescent-shaped eyes shone with unwavering determination, telling everyone of her resolve and persistence in speaking out.

"I disagree! He can't do this!"

Zuo Lanxin, who had been silently standing to the side, genuinely happy for Ye Tianlong and Yu Fengwu, finally couldn't help but speak up.

"Little Sister Long, do you know what you're saying?" Just as Ye Tianlong was about to jump up in anger, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

"Damn it, this little woman still has something on me! If she brings up those two demands, how am I supposed to deal with it?"

Despite the displeasure, even the somewhat frightening, looks from Liu Qin'er and the others, Long Ling'er didn't show the expected awareness or understanding. Instead, she smiled faintly and turned her gaze to Yu Fengwu.

Yu Fengwu was looking at Long Ling'er with a strange expression, seemingly disappointed, reproachful, and perhaps surprised by her reaction. Their eyes met in the air, conveying countless messages in that instant.

Long Ling'er felt a part of her heart slowly softening, and her eyes finally began to look a little unnatural. She sighed, shook her head, and laughed, "Of course I object! How can Brother Ye... Brother Ye win over Sister Feng so easily? Is this what a proposal is? Too easy, too unromantic!"

Hearing Long Ling'er say this, all the women breathed a sigh of relief, and the atmosphere instantly lightened. However, for Ye Tianlong, Long Ling'er's words resonated even more. In his memory, this beautiful dragon girl, who seemed to be born to cause him headaches, had never called him "Brother Ye" since the day she appeared before him. Now, for the first time, she addressed him like this. Did this mean that Long Ling'er had begun to formally accept him?

Liu Qin'er laughed heartily, "Little Sister Long, you really startled us all!" Then she patted her breasts to show that she was genuinely frightened. The women all nodded in agreement, expressing their displeasure to the beautiful dragon girl. It was best to avoid such jokes in the future!

Ye Tianlong released his hold on Yu Fengwu and walked to Long Ling'er, smiling with a hint of lingering fear as he asked, "Little Sister Long, what do you suggest we do?"

Long Ling'er wrinkled her delicate nose, subtly conveying her feelings, and then said, "How to do it is up to you! I think it should at least be a bit more formal, it seems, it seems..."

Long Ling'er hesitated for a long time, unable to come up with anything. After all, she was an inexperienced young girl, and having always lived in the secluded dragon territory, she was completely ignorant about these matters, relying only on her imagination and unable to articulate her thoughts.

She didn't know what to do, but for Ye Tianlong, who considered himself a seasoned expert in matters of love, this was his forte. If such a small matter could stump him, he would truly lose face.

"Romantic? Grand?" Ye Tianlong murmured a few words, a flash of inspiration striking him, and he immediately had an idea.

"I know what to do!" Ye Tianlong clapped his hands and said happily to Long Ling'er. Before the other women could even ask any questions, he had already run out.

"Little Sister Long, this is already your first request!" As he disappeared through the door, Ye Tianlong didn't forget to add this remark.

Upon hearing this, not only was Long Ling'er dumbfounded, but Yu Fengwu and Liu Qin'er were also amused and exasperated. What was this man's brain made of that that he would think of the agreement he made with Long Ling'er at this crucial moment? He was truly remarkable!

Before the people in the hall had even finished thinking about Ye Tianlong, he had already returned, moving with incredible speed, as fast as the wind. Ye Tianlong entered the flower hall with his hands full.

"Huh? This is..." All the beauties widened their eyes. With their superhuman eyesight, they could see very clearly that the man was holding a large bouquet of flowers in his hands. The flowers, still damp with moisture, were delicate and beautiful, obviously freshly picked from the back garden. The flower hall was immediately enveloped in a refreshing fragrance.

"Here, one for everyone!" Ye Tianlong busily began distributing the flowers in his hands, saying, "These are the freshest roses. Flowers for beauties, fragrance makes them even more beautiful!"

Liu Qin'er and Yu Zhu happily accepted the flowers, while Zuo Lanxin blushed, looking shy. Long Ling'er, however, took one without hesitation. When it came to the bewildered Cynthia, Ye Tianlong said, "You represent your sisters!" Although still somewhat confused by the man's meaning, the goddess warrior leader, who always followed his lead, accepted a flower with both hands. Seeing that

even Tian Tian had one, but the beautiful war goddess Yu Fengwu, the female protagonist of the incident, was still empty-handed, Long Ling'er was about to make a scene when she heard Ye Tianlong clear his throat.

"Ladies, today you will witness an important historical moment!"

Although Ye Tianlong's words were somewhat inappropriate and grammatically incorrect, the solemn expression on his face stunned everyone. The flower hall fell silent, all eyes fixed on this seemingly strange man.

Ye Tianlong straightened his still-damp clothes, held the remaining flowers to his chest, and walked solemnly to Yu Fengwu. Before she could ask a question, he suddenly knelt on one knee, placed one hand on his chest, and presented the flowers to Yu Fengwu with the other. Looking up at her beautiful face, he said in a deep voice, "My dear, please marry me!"

In that instant, everyone in the flower hall could almost hear their hearts pounding. The impact of this scene was beyond imagination. The mist in Yu Fengwu's eyes instantly turned into glistening tears, overflowing her eyes. Overwhelmed by immense happiness, she was completely overwhelmed in that moment.

Ye Tianlong's actions were absolutely unimaginable in the Fast Empire. Under the patriarchal social climate, even if a man deeply loved a woman, he would never lower his status. At most, he would offer lavish dowries, send a high-ranking matchmaker, and hold a grand wedding to demonstrate his love and affection for the woman. More often than not

, men showed indifference and contempt towards women. "Just marrying you is good enough," they thought, "what more could I want?"

This was understandable. In this era of frequent wars, in an environment where only the strong survived, men, as the main players in warfare, suffered considerable mortality rates. Over time, this naturally led to a situation where women outnumbered men. Furthermore, the policies of various countries encouraging procreation further contributed to this result. Polygamy was a common phenomenon, and women developed a sense of self-degradation.

Only a few women can achieve what Yu Fengwu has, possessing strength surpassing that of men. Even so, women like Yu Fengwu, who rise above men, face considerable pressure in this male-dominated society.

Therefore, it can be said that Ye Tianlong's actions have set a precedent for proposing to women, and for Fengwu, it holds special significance. Her years of waiting have not been in vain; she has indeed received a unique kind of love. This is a moment that would intoxicate any woman, and Yu Fengwu is no exception.

What a blissful moment!

The joy and happiness in Yu Fengwu's heart resonated with the other women in the hall, their shared feelings deeply affecting even two highly perceptive women. Zuo Lanxin's usually calm heart was stirred, and even Long Ling'er, who had always disliked Ye Tianlong, felt a different kind of affection for him at this moment.

Taking the flowers from Ye Tianlong's hand, Yu Fengwu looked at them again and again, gradually recovering from the initial shock. Just as she was about to speak, Liu Qin'er suddenly spoke up.

"Oh, this is..." Liu Qin'er held up the flower in her hand to Ye Tianlong. "What did you say this was?"

"A rose!" Ye Tianlong answered without hesitation, adding enthusiastically, "It represents our love!"

"But...but this is clearly a rose!" Liu Qin'er hesitated for a moment, then said with certainty.

"Ah!..."

The man's only reaction upon hearing this was to open his mouth wide, pointing at the bright red flower in front of him, his eyes wide open.

The whole scene was silent. After a few seconds, someone burst into laughter, and then all the women couldn't help but laugh. The scene was truly chaotic and flamboyant. Long Ling'er even held her stomach and laughed until she bent over.

Looking at Yu Fengwu, who was laughing and shaking her head at him, Ye Tianlong awkwardly touched his nose and chuckled dryly, "They all look pretty much the same, pretty much..."

"They're far from it!" Liu Qin'er said bluntly, "And I think only the peony, the king of flowers, is worthy of our Sister Feng!"

Ye Tianlong could only nod in agreement. What was originally a perfect scene had turned into an incredibly embarrassing mess, a rather beautiful ending. This spoiler must be punished properly! He made this decision in his heart.

Yu Fengwu glanced at Long Ling'er first, then smiled at Liu Qin'er, "Qin'er, don't flatter your sister. Praising your sister is just praising yourself, isn't it?"

Liu Qin'er smiled shyly and said nothing more.

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