"I'm alright, ain't I?" Wen Shan murmured as she reached out to hold Nalan Chunbo's face. "Because I know that you are my knight, so you will definitely appear."
Nalan Chunbo was amused by her words. He reached out to hold her hand and kissed it gently with his lips.
Wen Shan started to worry. She asked tentatively, "You didn't beat him to death, did you?"
"I didn't, but he will avoid you like the plague in the future," Nalan Chunbo said nonchalantly. He did not think a scholar like himself unchivalrous for saying such hooligan-like things.
After what just happened, Nalan Chunbo did not want to be a gentleman, especially if the consequence of being a gentleman was to see the woman he loved getting hurt. He would rather be a knight.
"Wen Shan, your influence on me is beyond my expectation. So, no matter what happens, you mustn't leave me, or I'll die," Nalan Chunbo said in a sudden austerity.
