Beneath the starry sky.

Zexun gazed into the girl’s bright eyes, and all his carefully planned preparations were thrown into disarray.

He couldn’t suppress a faint smile. Looking down at her, the affection in his heart was impossible to hide. His lips parted as he spoke softly, "Then I’ll make a wish to the Love God..."

Before Zexun could finish, Jiang Zheyu gently took his hand. Zexun trailed off, his gaze resting quietly on Jiang Zheyu.

The girl’s lips curved into a playful smile as she looked at him. "I don’t know if a wish to the Love God will come true, but if you make a wish to me, it will."

Jiang Zheyu’s response sent Zexun’s heart into a tumultuous frenzy. Unforgettable feelings will eventually be answered.

And at this moment, the answer was deafening.

She must have guessed his feelings long ago and was finally accepting his love. To have one’s love returned felt like sinking to the bottom of a blissful lake, a feeling so wonderful you could drown in it.

"Then I’ll make my wish to Miss Jiang. I wish for Miss Jiang to become Zexun’s Female Master." As he spoke, Zexun gently took Jiang Zheyu’s hand and placed it over his heart. "Miss Jiang, I like you. I want to be your Beast Husband. May I?"

But Jiang Zheyu decided to feign hesitation, blinking playfully. "I’ve received your wish."

Zexun’s heartbeat was as tumultuous as the wind roaring in his ears.

"So..." ’Will it come true?’

Zexun didn’t realize his voice had become low, hoarse, and a little dry.

His nervousness slowly began to build.

It turned out that even when you knew your love was returned, you couldn’t help but be nervous before hearing the definitive answer. His palms began to sweat.

"This wish... I’ll grant it," Jiang Zheyu said with a soft laugh.

Zexun still couldn’t quite process Jiang Zheyu’s answer. His heart was still pounding violently, and overcome with joy, he pulled the girl before him into a tight embrace.

"Miss Jiang, I look forward to spending the rest of my life with you," Zexun said softly, holding Jiang Zheyu.

"Mr. Ze, I look forward to spending the rest of my life with you, too," Jiang Zheyu replied with a smile.

Zexun let out a faint laugh. "A Yu, can you call me A Ze or A Xun now?"

When Zexun had first contacted Jiang Zheyu through his Light Brain, he had enthusiastically introduced himself and told her she could call him A Ze or A Xun. But afterward, Jiang Zheyu had always called him Mr. Ze.

"A... Ze..." Jiang Zheyu’s sweet voice drew out the two syllables, making them sound soft and tender.

The name itself was no different, but hearing it from A Yu’s lips made it sound completely new.

"A Yu, I like you." Zexun lifted her chin and slowly lowered his head. He nuzzled his cheek against Jiang Zheyu’s, his lips brushing against hers. When he felt she wasn’t rejecting him, he kissed her gently. "This is the happiest moment of my life."

Jiang Zheyu’s cheeks flushed slightly. A kiss to seal their love beneath a meteor shower truly was incredibly romantic.

She felt both shy and amused.

Zexun was very restrained. Though the single kiss left him wanting more, he didn’t press for another. He gently stroked her head, his lips drawing near her ear. His red eyes were filled with an ocean of affection. "A Yu, say you like me. I want to hear it..."

"I like you..."

"Mm, I like A Yu, too."

His voice was laced with an intoxicating smile.

...

That evening, Zexun brought Jiang Zheyu back to the Imperial Palace.

Once again, he couldn’t resist pulling her into his arms for a kiss.

’He really can’t stay restrained for long.’

Behind a large pillar in the Imperial Palace, the girl’s back was pressed against the cool stone. Zexun loomed over her, kissing her with gentle restraint. Overcome by his emotions, two red fox ears sprouted from his head, and a big, fluffy, crimson tail emerged from his lower back, wrapping around her waist.

He guided her hand to his red fox ears.

"A Yu, touch them," Zexun pleaded in a low, restrained voice.

Jiang Zheyu felt that with those fox ears, the man before her had truly turned into a fox spirit.

That gorgeous face, with two red fox ears nestled in his jet-black hair.

And that fluffy red fox tail at his waist.

It looked so fluffy and soft to the touch.

She subconsciously obeyed, reaching out to touch his fox ears.

"A Yu, I love this."

...

"Didn’t you say you had to handle appeal documents tonight?" Jiang Zheyu asked, panting.

"I’ll just pull an all-nighter to deal with them," Zexun said with a light chuckle.

All for a moment of stolen pleasure.

Zexun finally left.

Jiang Zheyu pursed her slightly swollen lips and silently walked toward her own palace chambers.

Suddenly, she was starting to have some regrets.

’Maybe having this many men is a bit much. I don’t think I can handle it.’

As Jiang Zheyu entered the main hall of her chambers, she saw Feng Qi sitting on the sofa, staring at her with a resentful gaze.

"Jiang Yuyu, do you have any idea how long I’ve been waiting for you here?" Feng Qi looked utterly forlorn, like a sullen husband waiting for his wife to come home late.

Hearing this, Jiang Zheyu felt a sudden pang of guilt.

"Ahem, what are you doing here tonight?" Jiang Zheyu asked with an awkward cough.

"I’m already your Beast Husband." Feng Qi stood up from the sofa and walked toward Jiang Zheyu. "If I don’t come home to my Female Master after work, where else would I go?"

As he spoke, his dark eyes locked onto hers, and he added, "You haven’t forgotten that you already accepted my matching application, have you?"

"I haven’t forgotten, I haven’t forgotten," Jiang Zheyu said quickly.

Feng Qi’s dark eyes turned clingy again. He hugged Jiang Zheyu tightly, his voice just as syrupy. "Jiang Yuyu, I’ve been thinking about you all day, every single moment."

Jiang Zheyu gently patted his head. "Alright, I know."

"Jiang Yuyu, you smell so good." Feng Qi nuzzled his cheek against hers, then lightly kissed it. "Jiang Yuyu, I want to kiss you."

His voice sounded syrupy and harmless, but his hand clamped onto the back of her head with a possessive strength that wouldn’t take no for an answer. He lifted her chin and slowly kissed her.

On the sofa, a long, black tail wrapped around Jiang Zheyu’s pale waist.

"Female Master, touch my tail..."

"Female Master, do you like little leopards?"

"Female Master, let’s have a little leopard, okay?"

...

The next day, Jiang Zheyu woke up and rubbed her sore waist. ’I absolutely can’t give in like that anymore.’

But the man’s voice was low, filled with intoxicating love.

And Jiang Zheyu would just melt!

She covered her face. ’My life these past few days has been so shameless.’

’No, I absolutely can’t let these men seduce me anymore!’

’These tempters!’