Little Bruiser's head was buzzing. He suspected that he was dreaming. He pinched himself and gasped in pain!
It was not a dream, it was real!
She said he was her hero!
Little Bruiser felt like he was stepping on cotton and his body was light.
The Ninth Princess was amused by his silly look. She covered her face and smiled before quickly running into the carriage. She covered her face with the veil.
Little Bruiser hurriedly ran to the window and lifted the curtain. He stammered, "You, you, you… Have you… wanted to marry me since long ago?"
The Ninth Princess lifted the veil and looked at him coquettishly. "Idiot!"
Little Bruiser regretted it. If he had known the truth, he wouldn't have asked her to guard that black-hearted person for three years! Wasn't it good to have a soft woman in his arms for these three years? It was wasted just like that!
