The Young and Vigorous Eighth Prince

"I've seen people selling their children to survive, and some people even giving their own children to others to eat in order to survive!"

"My brother and I are lucky! Because we met the master."

Having said this, she looked at Jiang Fan with a look of self-mockery on her face.

"You probably wouldn't have thought that the owner of the Blood Cloud Tower is actually a compassionate person."

"Master's greatest wish is to bring peace to the world and stop the suffering of the people. He has been looking for a famous master who is worthy of support all his life. Or rather, all the masters of the Blood Cloud Tower have been looking for such a person."

"My elder brother and I were chosen by Master as the heirs, and Jiang Zheng was the master that Master was trying to find. Unfortunately, Jiang Zheng disappointed Master!"

"In fact, the first time I saw you, I knew you would be the master that Master was looking for! So, even if Jiang Zheng used my elder brother's illness to ask me to kill you, I didn't use my full strength!"

"Along the way, I have seen everything you have done, and I know that you can become the famous master mentioned by my master. In fact, I am really lucky to have met you!"

Zhong Ling was talking to herself, and tears filled her eyes without her knowing.

I don't know if she wanted to say it, or if she had been alone for too long and the things hidden in her heart made her breathless, or if it was because Jiang Fan was getting married soon. She felt like she had to speak out!

Jiang Fan looked at Zhong Ling deeply, looking at the girl tenderly. He reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of Zhong Ling's eyes.

"I'm also very lucky to have met you... Without your help, I wouldn't be able to accomplish many things, and I might even die someday!"

Jiang Fan smiled at Zhong Ling.

"I will create for you the prosperous world you expect. Do you believe me?"

Hearing this, Zhong Ling met the tenderness in Jiang Fan's eyes, and the confusion in her heart seemed to have found its direction. Listening to Jiang Fan's soft voice and what he expressed, the bitterness in her heart was replaced by sweetness.

Isn't this an intoxicating love statement? To create a prosperous world for her! This is their ambition! This is their vow.

Zhong Ling nodded unconsciously. Hasn't she been pursuing a prosperous world all her life? She hopes that the people can live and work in peace and that no more tragedies will happen.

"I... believe you! Because you are Jiang Fan, the one I have chosen!" Zhong Ling smiled at Jiang Fan. Her eyes were somewhat fiery.

"Then are you willing to accompany me to create this prosperous era!?" Jiang Fan stretched out his hand to Zhong Ling and said with a faint smile.

Zhong Ling was stunned when she heard this. How could she not understand the meaning of Jiang Fan's words? Was he confessing his love to her?

She was a little confused for a moment, and didn't know how to answer. But soon, she stretched out her hand, smiled and nodded, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

Jiang Fan gently wiped the tears from her eyes and held her in his arms. Zhong Ling leaned gently in his arms without saying anything. This moment belonged to her and Jiang Fan.

Even though she knew that Jiang Fan already had many wives, she was definitely feeling uncomfortable.

But how could she suppress the emotions in her heart? From the first meeting in Huaining, to Jiang Fan curing her brother, to the life and death in Jinzhou, and the life and death together in Beimeng.

After the experience of the trip to South Vietnam, she had already imprinted Jiang Fan's figure in her bones. As long as she could be with Jiang Fan, what else did she care about?

Not only because of the promise Jiang Fan made to her, the prosperous world she expected, but also because Jiang Fan was now the only one besides her eldest brother.

The two of them just sat there quietly. They didn't know how much time had passed, but it seemed to them like an eternity.

"You go... She's still waiting for you..." Zhong Ling stood up and said to Jiang Fan softly. At this moment, her heart was filled with indescribable vitality.

She was looking forward to Jiang Fan fulfilling his promise to her, and also looking forward to entering that prosperous era with Jiang Fan. Although Jiang Fan did not give her a real promise, it was enough for her!

Hearing this, Jiang Fan gently stroked Zhong Ling's face with a distressed look in his eyes. He nodded, stood up and walked towards the bottom of the boulder.

He looked back and saw Zhong Ling waving at him from the stone. In the moonlight, she was so beautiful and considerate. A tender feeling welled up in his heart.

Stepping down the stone, he walked towards the ancestral hall of the Wangshu tribe. In front of him, the brothers Chu Chengrui and Chu Chengxiong were waiting there.

The White Robe Army also stationed in the Wangshu tribe. As Jiang Fan's family members, the two brothers had to attend the wedding ceremony.

Although they felt a little uncomfortable about Jiang Fan's marriage to Luo Yunxian, they also knew Jiang Fan's identity. Many things could not be avoided.

Even if their sister came, she would only agree with this matter. Luo Yunxian is now the soul of the entire South Vietnam. Jiang Fan can only completely control the Wangshu tribe if he marries Luo Yunxian.

When they arrived at the ancestral hall, Luo Yunxian was already waiting there. The meeting that was supposed to be held had already ended not long ago, and the entire Wangshu tribe was moving in a good direction.

Next, it depends on how Luo Yunxian leads the Wangshu tribe back on the right track.

Jiang Fan married Luo Yunxian not only to repay her love, but also for his own considerations. He needed someone to control South Vietnam for him. Luo Yunxian was undoubtedly the best candidate.

Although the union between him and Luo Yunxian was more utilitarian than emotional, it was impossible to say that Jiang Fan had no feelings for Luo Yunxian.

Luo Yunxian was even willing to bet the entire Wangshu clan on him, so how could he let her down?

If he really dared to let Luo Yunxian down, even if Luo Yunxian would not do anything to him, Luo Yunxian's grandmother would probably not agree.

The old patriarch loved his granddaughter so much that he was willing to gamble with the entire Wangshu tribe.

At this time, Luo Yunxian was wearing a red wedding dress and a veil on her head. The customs of Nanyue are similar to those of Dayan. Even though there are some differences, Luo Yunxian used the etiquette of Dayan in order to please Jiang Fan.

Chief Wangshu sat in the main seat, looking at Jiang Fan who came in with a complicated expression on his face. When he looked at his granddaughter, his eyes were full of tenderness and love.

Although the wedding ceremony was complicated, it was completed quickly.

When sending the newlyweds into the cave, Jiang Fan lifted the veil of Luo Yunxian. Looking at Luo Yunxian, whose face was shy under the red candle and whose beauty overshadowed the entire room, Jiang Fan was distracted for a moment.

An indescribable tenderness surged in her heart. Luo Yunxian looked up at Jiang Fan, with a smile on her face, but also tears.

Jiang Fan was slightly stunned, and hurriedly stepped forward and gently pulled Luo Yunxian's hand. Just as he was about to open his mouth to speak, Luo Yunxian reached out and pressed Jiang Fan's lips.

"Don't say anything. No matter whether your feelings for me are true or false, what I want to hear is that you love me as your wife. I also know that you can't stay in the Wangshu tribe, but I hope that you will come back when you have time!"

"Because, here, your wife is waiting for you!"