Chapter 37 - ch 589-96

Chapter 589 Returning to Feng Hua Academy, the Arrival of the Sea-Suppressing King (Part 2)

"Your Highness, these aren't..."

Jiang Lan reached out to stop him, but Gu Yun was faster.

He casually picked up a jade hairpin carved with cloud patterns. It felt warm and smooth in his hand, and he could clearly sense the presence of Dao rhyme.

Gu Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he picked up an inconspicuous black ring next to it.

There was an abundance of various kinds of jewelry, dazzling and complete.

Moreover, they were all extremely compatible with the origin of his power.

Gu Yun turned around and looked at Jiang Lan.

"Are these all prepared for me?"

Jiang Lan's cheeks flushed under his gaze, and she nodded gently, her voice as soft as a mosquito's hum: "When I had nothing to do... I thought, Your Highness might find them useful..."

"However, without Your Highness's assistance, what I made were just some failed products; their effectiveness can't compare to that jade pendant."

"Failed products?"

Gu Yun's gaze swept over the items in these jade boxes. Each one was exquisitely crafted and imbued with spiritual charm. How could they look like failed products?

"If even these can be called failed products, then ninety-nine percent of the Three Thousand Dao Domains' artifact refiners might as well bash their heads in."

Gu Yun chuckled as he pulled Jiang Lan into his embrace: "My Laner is indeed unparalleled in talent when it comes to artifact refining!"

Taking out the two-patterned jade hairpin, Gu Yun gently inserted it into Jiang Lan's bun: "This hairpin suits you, making you look extraordinarily graceful."

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness."

"However... in the future, you don't need to expend so much effort."

"Since I've allowed you and Xiao Qing'er into the Great Luo Dao Pagoda, I've already acknowledged you."

"You don't need to do these things, wholeheartedly trying to please me. Go and find out what other directions your life holds."

"Directions in life?"

Jiang Lan secretly glanced at Gu Yun. If possible, she hoped the young man would keep her in his heart.

But that was merely a luxury. She was already content enough with the current situation and naturally dared not speak it aloud.

"Laner has no other pursuits, only wishing to stay by Your Highness's side."

"Aren't you afraid of burying your talent in artifact refining?"

Jiang Lan gently shook her head. The jade hairpin's tassel that Gu Yun had just placed in her hair trembled slightly, making her eyes appear even softer and more tender: "Refining artifacts for Your Highness is Laner's greatest value and joy."

"If these items can help Your Highness and aid Your Highness in advancing, then it won't be considered buried."

Her voice was very soft, yet it carried an undeniable firmness.

Her eyes, always brimming with moisture, lifted and bravely met Gu Yun's gaze: "Your Highness's Dao is to conquer all directions and overlook the universe."

"Then Laner's Dao is to use these hands to forge the most solid armor and the sharpest weapons for Your Highness."

"This... is the direction Laner has chosen."

Gu Yun was silent for a moment, then gently stroked Jiang Lan's head: "Thank you, Laner."

"I look forward to you forging armor and weapons exclusively for me!"

"I will definitely do it!"

Gu Yun pondered for a moment, then his consciousness sank into the System Mall, quickly browsing.

Soon, he locked onto a glowing orb of cultivation technique emanating an ancient, primordial aura—the "Tai Chu Refinement Scripture."

This artifact refining method directly pointed to the origin of creation. Cultivated to its extreme, it could use stars as materials and Dao principles as fire, smelting all things.

It was a powerful chaotic-grade cultivation technique, requiring a full 100,000 villain value.

However, Gu Yun felt it was worth it. Putting aside other things, although the Seven Immortal Sounds in his hand were already complete, five of them were incomplete. He would have to find ways to complete them sooner or later, and among those around him, Jiang Lan was the most suitable.

Moreover, her insights into artifact refining could eventually be fed back to him through other means, so he wouldn't lose out either way. Gu Yun naturally had no reason to be stingy.

He exchanged it and placed it in Jiang Lan's palm: "Since Laner has this intention, then as your husband, I cannot do nothing."

"This 'Tai Chu Refinement Scripture' might be able to help you."

As Gu Yun spoke, Jiang Lan's palm touched the light orb, and her delicate body trembled violently. In an instant, tens of thousands of ancient torrents surged through her meridians and into her sea of consciousness.

In just an instant, countless profound and ultimate insights into laws spread out like a vast sea of stars.

Jiang Lan felt as if her head was about to explode, yet at the same time, she had a sense of freedom and ease, as if swimming in the boundless and endless Great Dao of Heaven Refining.

"Your, Your Highness, this, this is too..."

After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Lan finally came to her senses, her gaze towards Gu Yun filled with gratitude, her voice trembling, almost unable to form words.

The weight of this gift far exceeded a thousand jun!

Compared to this "Tai Chu Refinement Scripture," the artifact refining inheritances she had cherished before were like dust.

"Only this method is worthy of my Laner."

Gu Yun interrupted her, his tone calm, yet with an undeniable certainty.

He reached out and gently wiped away the tears that welled up in her eyes from excitement, "Alright, this chaotic-grade cultivation technique is not so easy to comprehend. You must proceed gradually and not be too hasty."

"During this time, Laner, you can go to the sixth floor on your own and freely use the great dao spirit spring to aid your comprehension."

"Once your cultivation technique has entered the initial stage and your foundation is stable, I will take you back to the Gu Family."

"The clan has the most comprehensive supply of artifact refining materials, as well as numerous ancient artifact refining texts and insights from predecessors, which will be enough to help you become the top artifact refining master in the Three Thousand Dao Domains in the shortest possible time!"

Returning to the Gu Family... becoming a top artifact refining master... Gu Yun's words paved a brilliant and dazzling path for her.

Supreme inheritance, unlimited resources, unreserved trust.

All of this was something Jiang Lan had never experienced during her time in the Gengjin Immortal Palace. For the first time in her life, she felt so clearly that she was cherished, invested in without reservation, and included in a future blueprint.

"Your Highness..."

Thousands of words choked in her throat, ultimately turning into a choked whisper.

She said no more, only looking at Gu Yun with eyes full of moisture, yet sparkling with unprecedented determination; everything was unspoken.

Ding! The favorability of the destined heroine Jiang Lan has reached 100 points (Unwavering Loyalty), rewarding 1000 villain value.

It's already full?

That was an unexpected surprise. Gu Yun had never deliberately done these things.

Jiang Lan's upbringing had already shown that she was a person who lacked love. A little bit of kindness could make her wholeheartedly devoted. Such a person was prone to extremes, but similarly, as long as he could give her love and trust, her loyalty and affection would also be unquestionable.

"Then I won't disturb you."

Gu Yun said, about to get up, when he suddenly felt a heavy weight on him.

It turned out that Jiang Lan had, at some point, leaned into his embrace, her soft upper body completely enveloping him.

"Your Highness, let Laner help you change."

"..."

..."Ouch."

"Walking around the Great Luo Dao Pagoda is really tiring."

Gu Yun rubbed his waist and stretched.

Host, don't act coy after getting a good deal. Aren't you ashamed?

"Xi Tong, if you talk back again, I'll turn off your permissions next time."

"Ehh~~ Don't, Host-dada, these are all valuable learning materials, and the system is always ready, oh."

"You..."

Gu Yun was so angry that his teeth itched, and in his mind, he had already tortured this bastard Xi Tong a thousand, ten thousand times over.

"Hehe, Host, are you heading to Fenghua Academy to check on the empty-nester old man?"

"Shut up, that's this Prince's grand-master! Do you understand respect for teachers and reverence for the Dao?!"

"Tsk tsk, now is not the time for Host-dada to deceive his master and destroy his ancestors. Host-dada can say whatever he wants."

Gu Yun: "...Say one more word, and your permissions will be gone in a flash, believe it or not?"

"...(｡•́︿•̀｡)"

His ears finally quiet, Gu Yun tidied his slightly disheveled robes and left the Great Luo Dao Pagoda... Fenghua Academy, back mountain forbidden area.

This place was not accessible to ordinary disciples. Amidst the swirling clouds and mist, a secluded small courtyard stood serenely.

Outside the courtyard, ancient pines were vigorous, and a spiritual spring gurgled, possessing a unique charm.

Gu Yun's figure gracefully descended, a faint smile on his lips, and he naturally walked into the small courtyard: "Grand-master, I'm back."

Pushing open the door of the small courtyard, he had expected to see Qiu Yueci's serene figure again, but to his surprise, there was another person inside. The two were sitting opposite each other, sipping tea, seemingly discussing something.

Gu Yun was slightly taken aback, his gaze lingering on the guest.

Name: Liu Tianfeng

Cultivation: Quasi-Emperor Peak

Identity: Male supporting character in "The Strongest Demonic Son-in-law"

"So it is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Tianfeng has failed to greet you properly."

The man was also slightly startled, then spoke with a smile.

Although generally, a Crown Prince should not stand above him, a Prince.

However, Gu Yun was not truly his junior; he was merely his elder sister Liu Tianhuang's disciple, and with the Immortal Ancient Gu Family as his backing, Liu Tianfeng dared not act as an elder.

"King Zhenhai is too polite. You are my master's disciple, so by seniority, Gu Yun should call you Martial Uncle."

Gu Yun responded with a smile, showing no arrogance.

This also made Liu Tianfeng breathe a sigh of relief. However, he didn't dare to truly consider himself a martial uncle. It was one thing for others to say it, but if he actually did it, things might not go well.

Seeing Gu Yun appear, Qiu Yueci's expression inexplicably became a little tense.

She was still dressed in a simple, elegant light green long dress, with an ethereal and tranquil demeanor.

"Ahem, Xiao Yun, you've come at a good time."

"King Zhenhai came because he wants me to accept his daughter, Liu Ruyan, as a disciple."

"It's good that you're back. I heard you have some interaction with Liu Ruyan. Why don't you give me some advice?"

Hearing these words, Liu Tianfeng also involuntarily looked at Gu Yun, feeling a slight shock in his heart. Did this Dean of Fenghua Academy care so much about Gu Yun's opinion?

It seems he still didn't understand this Crown Prince enough. No wonder Ruyan has been thinking about him ever since she met him. At least this appearance is probably unrivaled in the entire Three Thousand Dao Domains... "Me?"

"Dean, you jest. Miss Ruyan and I merely met once; we are not familiar."

"To rashly intervene would be inappropriate."

Gu Yun directly sat down on his own, not treating the two people in front of him as elders at all.

Qiu Yueci's mouth twitched, then she said calmly: "In that case, why don't you go to Prince Zhenhais Residence on my behalf."

"While you're there, help me see if Liu Ruyan has any talent in the Dao of Confucianism."

"No..."

Gu Yun was a little displeased and was about to retort when he suddenly received a telepathic message from Qiu Yueci in his sea of consciousness: "Brat, you have to go this time."

"Liu Tianfeng's goal is very simple: he just wants to see if his daughter has a chance to inherit the imperial throne."

"It's naturally most suitable for you, the Crown Prince, to assess her, unless you truly want to sit in that position."

These words, on the contrary, choked Gu Yun. The imperial throne of the Supreme Divine Dynasty was indeed lofty, but it also came with a lot of trouble. Many times, one had to personally attend to matters and lead expeditions.

For someone with Gu Yun's personality, he was too lazy to shoulder such a heavy responsibility.

Currently, he held the title of Crown Prince, enjoying power without fulfilling obligations. If he were actually to ascend the throne, that would be unbearable.

Not to mention whether the Gu Family would agree, he himself couldn't stand it.

At this, Gu Yun's gaze towards Liu Tianfeng changed.

Liu Tianfeng's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said: "For His Highness to grace Prince Zhenhais Residence with his presence is already a great honor. How dare we trouble His Highness to personally assess that girl? Dean, this is inappropriate... inappropriate."

Getting Gu Yun involved, wasn't that a joke?

No matter what, he was still the Crown Prince. He might not want this position, but others couldn't snatch it!

Liu Tianfeng was afraid that his small actions would anger the other party, and he tried every possible means to steer the conversation back to Qiu Yueci.

However, to his surprise, Gu Yun readily agreed: "Since Grand-master has commanded, and King Zhenhai is so hospitable, it would be too impolite for Gu Yun to refuse."

"No..."

Liu Tianfeng's eyes widened. No, when did he cordially invite him?

Slander, this was slander!!

"Your Highness, you exaggerate. For Your Highness to condescend to give guidance is my daughter's good fortune."

"This King will now return to the residence to prepare and await Your Highness's grand arrival."

After sending off the preoccupied Liu Tianfeng, only Gu Yun and Qiu Yueci remained in the small courtyard.

Gu Yun lazily sat back down, poured himself a cup of tea, and squinted at Qiu Yueci: "Grand-master, you're not being very kind."

"You don't want to get into trouble yourself, so you push me out to take the fall?"

Qiu Yueci tried hard to maintain her composure: "Doesn't this suit your intentions?"

"Isn't it just right to hand over troublesome matters of governance to those who are ambitious and capable, but whose capabilities aren't *that* great?"

"They can help you do many things, and they won't get out of control."

Gu Yun straightened up and chuckled: "I didn't expect Dean to be so considerate of me. This Supreme Divine Dynasty isn't *my* Supreme Divine Dynasty yet, is it?"

He leaned closer, meeting Qiu Yueci's gaze.

Dean Qiu retracted her legs, moving back a bit: "It's only a matter of time."

"Stop with the nonsense. What do you want from me? If you have something to say, say it; if not, get out."

"Don't disturb my cultivation!"

PS: Many thanks to Fuli Ji for the burst of flowers! Many thanks! Adding one more chapter.

//590//

Chapter 590

Zhenhai Prince's Mansion

"How can Ancestor Master be so heartless? This disciple just arrived."

Gu Yun lay back in his chair, not making any move to leave.

"Hmph, I can't control you now, can I?!"

Qiu Yueci stood up and walked in front of Gu Yun.

As she walked, a hint of fair skin was faintly visible through the slit of her long dress.

Just as she was about to reach out and pull Gu Yun up, the young man, quick-witted, used the spatial law. After a dizzying spin, Qiu Yueci landed in Gu Yun's arms, still in the motion of reaching out to grab him.

"Oh my, oh my, Ancestor Master, what are you doing?"

"Aren't you making this disciple commit a sin? My apologies, my apologies."

Completely unprepared, she was caught off guard, allowing Gu Yun to succeed. A blush instantly spread across her face.

"Gu!!! Yun!!!"

Qiu Yueci's furious roar erupted from the bamboo house.

"Ah—"

Gu Yun quickly received his due punishment... "Don't you have Myriad Transformation Power and Divine Willow Finger Joint? Why don't you quickly use them to recover?"

In the bamboo house, Gu Yun lay sprawled on a straw mat, his back a bloody mess, skin torn and flesh exposed.

Qiu Yueci was carefully applying medicine to him. Halfway through, she suddenly remembered that Gu Yun had many tricks up his sleeve, and such minor skin injuries should not have occurred.

Gu Yun turned his face, pulling a sly smile. "Ancestor Master, you hit too hard. Besides..."

"If I recovered, where would I get the good fortune of Ancestor Master personally applying the medicine?"

"You brat! Always making me angry. Don't do it again next time."

Qiu Yueci stopped what she was doing and gave Gu Yun's backside a hard smack.

"Ow—"

Gu Yun let out a pig-like shriek.

"Why are you screaming? I didn't even use any force."

Qiu Yueci quickly bent down, pressing her entire body onto Gu Yun's back, all her weight bearing down, accompanied by a faint, clean fragrance.

"Mmm mmm mmm."

Gu Yun mumbled, finally catching his breath. "Ancestor Master, don't press on me, it hurts."

"How could that be..."

Qiu Yueci quickly got up, but when she lowered her head, she found two spots of blood.

Could it be... A blush crept onto her pretty face, but seeing Gu Yun's secretly pleased expression, she became even more furious.

"You brat, was that intentional?"

"That would require Ancestor Master's cooperation. Under normal circumstances, this kind of thing wouldn't happen. Who knew..."

"Shut up, don't say another word!!!"

Qiu Yueci chided, taking out the remaining ointment and forcefully smearing it onto Gu Yun's back.

"Deal with it yourself. I... I'm going to change my clothes!"

With that, she fled as if escaping. If Qingyan or Lin Ziyi saw the current scene, she truly wouldn't be able to explain herself.

After the latter left, spiritual energy surged through Gu Yun's body, and the injury on his back instantly healed. He sat up.

Feeling the lingering scent in the air, the corners of his mouth curved slightly. "Has she become so sensitive now? And... it seems to be even more magnificent."

He was a little smug; this was certainly due to his efforts.

He just didn't know if it needed to be cleared up a bit. If there was a need, he would certainly not shirk his duty.

"Ancestor Master, oh Ancestor Master, I'd like to see how long you can hold out."

Different people require different methods. Last time, Ancestor Master took the initiative, but then fled in disarray afterwards.

Gu Yun wouldn't let her off so easily!

This time, the timing was just right. Gu Yun directly got up and left the Dean's office.

He then went to find Fang Qingyan and Lin Ziyi. This time, Gu Yue, the ancient Zhiyue, was also there, but Gu Yun completely ignored her, as if what happened in the past had never occurred, and their relationship was merely that of ordinary acquaintances.

Watching Fang Qingyan and Lin Ziyi's intimate interactions with Gu Yun, Gu Yue's heart was filled with an endless bitterness.

Finally, she bid farewell in a daze, and the two girls also noticed her abnormality but were powerless to help.

At night, she was dragged into the Great Luo Dao Pagoda by Gu Yun for an intense cultivation session. Afterward, she had no mind for anything else, pleading with Gu Yun to leave quickly.

Gu Yun, reluctant to leave and still wanting more, then went to find Su Mengyao and Ye Ziling. The two young girls were very happy. The three of them strolled through the night market, listened to some tunes, and even sang a few short pieces themselves in the evening. In the end, they were so tired they couldn't even move their fingers, and only then did Gu Yun peacefully depart.

He set off on the road to Prince Zhenhais Residence... Prince Zhenhais Residence, located on the east side of the imperial capital of the divine dynasty, covered a vast area. Within the residence, there were pavilions, terraces, and towers, presenting a magnificent sight. Although it lacked the majesty of the imperial palace, it fully displayed the dignity of a prince.

After Liu Tianfeng returned to his residence, he immediately summoned Liu Ruyan.

In the council hall, Liu Ruyan gracefully walked in. She was tall and slender, her skin as fair as snow, and her oval face was as exquisite as if meticulously carved by a craftsman.

Her phoenix eyes were slightly upturned, and as her gaze shifted, it carried three parts aloofness and seven parts arrogance, sparkling with brilliance.

Her nose bridge was high, her lips were naturally red, and she often kept them tightly pressed, revealing a hint of inviolable sternness.

At this moment, she wore an intricate dark purple palace gown. The hem of the skirt was embroidered with a soaring green luan in gold thread, and her dark hair was styled into a high bun, adorned with a single gold and kingfisher feather hairpin that swayed with her movements. The entire person was like a fully bloomed, thorny rose, breathtakingly beautiful, yet exuding a noble and cold aloofness that warned others to keep their distance.

"Father, why the rush?"

Liu Ruyan's voice was clear and crisp.

"Yaner, just now, your father went to see Dean Qiu."

Liu Tianfeng looked at his most outstanding daughter, his expression solemn.

A flicker of imperceptible light flashed in Liu Ruyan's beautiful eyes, but her tone remained steady: "Did Dean Qiu agree to take me as her disciple?"

If she could become a disciple of Qiu Yueci, it would be a great help in her bid for the imperial throne.

Moreover, she heard that His Royal Highness, the Imperial Son, was also at Fenghua Academy, which would allow her to get closer to him.

"No." Liu Tianfeng shook his head. "Dean Qiu did not personally test you; instead... she sent someone else."

"Who?"

Liu Ruyan's slender brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

"Gu Yun."

"Gu Yun?!"

Liu Ruyan was slightly startled, and that peerlessly graceful figure in white, whom she found hard to forget even in her midnight dreams, instantly appeared in her mind.

That fleeting glimpse at the imperial banquet had left a lasting impression on her. Only such an unparalleled talent was worthy of her own peerless grace!

She quickly suppressed her emotions, her cool face showing no abnormality.

"Alas, indeed."

Not noticing his daughter's unusual reaction, Liu Tianfeng spoke in a deep voice: "Yaner, this Crown Prince is no ordinary person. His thoughts are profound, and his methods are unpredictable."

"Our little actions have likely been discovered by him. His special visit to my Prince Zhenhais Residence this time, with an unknown purpose, is very likely to test us."

"Yaner, you must be careful and cautious. You absolutely cannot..."

Liu Tianfeng earnestly spoke a great deal, his words filled with worry for his daughter.

"Okay, okay, mm..."

"Father, what do you think I should wear to meet His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince?"

Liu Tianfeng: "..."

//591//

Chapter 591 Long Aotian (Two Chapters Combined)

Seeing his daughter's completely given-up expression, Liu Tianfeng almost couldn't catch his breath, and all the warnings he wanted to give got stuck in his throat.

It seemed so ridiculous.

He rubbed his temples, feeling that his recent worries were nothing more than casting pearls before swine.

He should have realized it long ago; with his daughter's infatuated look, giggling non-stop just by holding a portrait, wouldn't she faint from joy upon seeing the real person?

Damn brat!!

Muttering a curse in his heart, Liu Tianfeng still spoke seriously, his tone a few shades heavier: "Yaner!"

"Your father is talking to you about important matters. No matter how much you like him, don't forget his identity."

"The struggle for the imperial throne is extremely perilous; one wrong step leads to eternal damnation. It's not something you can treat so childishly."

Liu Ruyan, however, was somewhat nonchalant. She lightly smoothed her sleeve, her thoughts already drifting far away: "Father, you take yourself too seriously."

"What kind of person is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince? If he truly wished to harm your daughter or the Prince Zhenhais Residence, why would he need to come in person? You haven't even achieved the Great Emperor realm yet; truthfully, in his eyes, you're nothing more than a slightly larger ant."

"Why do you insist on contending with him?"

"You, you, you, you..."

Liu Tianfeng was so angry he almost fainted: "Unfilial daughter, you're trying to kill your father."

He clutched his chest, his finger trembling as he pointed at Liu Ruyan, his face flushed crimson: "Yes, your father has not yet achieved the Great Emperor realm."

"But who is Gu Yun? The direct descendant of the Immortal Ancient Gu Family, the disciple of Liu Tianhuang. Do you know how dangerous it would be to be by such a person's side!"

Seeing her father hopping mad, Liu Ruyan, instead, calmed down. She elegantly smoothed away non-existent stray hairs at her temples and spoke calmly: "Precisely because he is such a figure, he is all the more captivating."

"You'll be completely used up, and nothing will be left of you."

"Wouldn't that be for the best?"

Recalling that fleeting glimpse from before, Liu Ruyan's lips curved slightly: "I can't even imagine how fragrant His Highness's body must be, or if his eight-pack abs are hard enough..."

"I..."

Liu Tianfeng felt a dizzying sensation; his daughter, whom he had raised for so many years, seemed to have been raised for nothing today.

"Alright, Father, just wait for my good news!"

"You should also consider, he is the direct descendant of the Immortal Ancient Gu Family. How could he possibly care for the mere imperial throne of a Supreme Divine Dynasty?"

Liu Ruyan slowly rose, her skirt trailing on the ground, each step like a blooming lotus, sharp light flickering in her eyes.

"His Highness, he is the bright moon above the Nine Heavens, a true dragon soaring through the Nine Heavens!"

"If I can truly be completely consumed by him, perhaps it would be Ruyan's greatest fortune in this life, wouldn't it?"

Liu Tianfeng's expression also subtly changed as he sat back on his royal chair, his demeanor solemn: "So, you've decided on him?"

"Of course, in the entire Three Thousand Dao Domains, is there a better choice?!"

"Then you must think carefully."

"Protagonist trope, that man, how do you plan to deal with him?"

"Although we've kept this news tightly under wraps, with His Highness's intelligence network, he might still have a way of knowing."

"As the direct descendant of the Immortal Ancient Gu Family, he certainly won't tolerate any impurities."

Liu Tianfeng's words pulled Liu Ruyan back from the clouds to reality. Her face instantly darkened, and a cold look of disgust flashed in her eyes.

"Understood, Father, I will handle this matter."

Protagonist trope, that name was like a blemish in her perfect life, a hidden danger that could explode at any moment.

Back then, she was poisoned and on the verge of death. A wandering, eccentric Daoist said she needed to find a man with an extremely yang and strong fate to perform a 'joyful marriage' ritual to resolve it.

After searching extensively, Prince Zhenhais Residence only found this young man who met the requirements among the beggars in the city outskirts.

To save her life, she didn't care about much else and had him brought into the residence.

After the wedding ceremony was completed, something miraculous happened: that very night, Liu Ruyan fully recovered.

Precisely because of this, she was able to preserve her virginity and made a three-chapter agreement with Protagonist trope.

Originally, after using Protagonist trope, he could have been directly killed or refined into a puppet. However, King Zhenhai and Liu Ruyan were both worried about the poison recurring, so they kept Protagonist trope in the residence, arranging for people to monitor him. Fortunately, this fellow had always been quite obedient, never doing anything out of line.

He usually served the people in the residence like any ordinary servant, and over time, Liu Ruyan simply let him be.

She never expected him to become a ticking time bomb now!

"Yaner, this matter is not glorious. You must not act on impulse."

Liu Tianfeng said.

"Don't worry, Father, your daughter knows what to do."

"He's just a beggar. To be able to extend my life and live in the Prince's Residence for three hundred years is already an immense fortune."

"Now, it's pretty much time for him to 'retire with honor'!"

Liu Ruyan had no psychological burden whatsoever. If they hadn't brought Protagonist trope back to Prince Zhenhais Residence, then this fellow might have already died in a cold winter long ago.

Mortals only live for a hundred years at most, and it would have been impossible for him to have these three hundred peaceful years.

From all perspectives, they had already shown the utmost benevolence and righteousness. Now, it was time for him to make his contribution.

She turned and left, her skirt sweeping a cold arc.

Liu Tianfeng watched his daughter's resolute back, a curve also forming at the corner of his mouth.

"He who hesitates invites disaster."

"Yaner, you've finally grown up."

...Northwest corner of the Prince's Residence, servants' quarters.

Low, cramped houses clustered together, and the cold wind of late autumn rustled fallen leaves on the ground, adding to the desolation.

People came and went in the servants' quarters, all dressed in coarse linen. Among them was a man with a somewhat slender build but resolute features, silently chopping firewood.

His movements weren't fast, but each axe stroke precisely hit the center of the log, leaving a clean cut.

His skin was somewhat dark from years of labor, with only his eyes remaining dark and calm.

He was Protagonist trope, the nominal son-in-law of this princely residence.

"Damn it, what kind of crappy cultivation technique is this, forcing me to unconditionally flatter this Liu Ruyan? I can't disobey any of her demands!!"

Flames of fury erupted in his eyes; Protagonist trope was on the verge of collapse.

He was originally the Demon Sect Leader, controlling the twelve sequences.

His strength was unfathomable, but he unexpectedly fell into the mortal realm due to the final difficult hurdle of his Emperor Tribulation, and was precisely bound to Liu Ruyan as his love tribulation.

To successfully pass the Emperor Tribulation, he had to stay by Liu Ruyan's side for three hundred years, enduring nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine tribulations, only then could he wash away the impurities.

Fortunately, he had now reached the final stage. As long as he endured the three-hundred-year period, he would achieve complete success, reach the Great Emperor realm, return to the Demon Sect, and reclaim everything that belonged to him!!

Three hundred years of humiliation and forbearance, he remembered it all!

The shame of today would surely be repaid a hundredfold.

Once he recovered his strength, he would definitely make this Prince Zhenhais Residence, and that bitch Liu Ruyan, pay the price!!

"Hey! Protagonist trope! What are you spacing out for! Have you finished chopping the firewood? Is the water jar full?!"

"You haven't done anything and you're just slacking off here. It seems the spiritual rice provided by the residence is too much!"

A sharp female voice broke the silence in the courtyard. Before Protagonist trope could react, he felt a whip land on his back.

A burning pain shot through him, making him turn his head sharply, his eyes filled with unconcealed, terrifying killing intent.

What met his eyes was a maid in a green ruqun dress. She was the niece of the stewardess of the servants' quarters, named Dongmei, accustomed to throwing her weight around, and was considered the tyrant of the servants' quarters.

The other servants, seeing this scene, scattered, fearing they would be affected by Protagonist trope.

Dongmei's face stiffened, clearly frightened by Protagonist trope's expression, and she stumbled back a step.

Protagonist trope came to his senses as if from a dream, the veins on the back of his hand bulging as he gripped the axe handle, but he quickly loosened his grip.

He lowered his head, concealing the fierce look in his eyes, and his voice was muffled: "Replying, Sister Dongmei, the firewood is almost chopped, and the water... I'll go fetch it now."

"Hmph! At least you're sensible!"

Seeing Protagonist trope give in, she secretly cursed him as a spineless good-for-nothing in her heart.

Dongmei's courage swelled again, and she secretly ridiculed herself, a dignified Dao Palace Realm cultivator actually being frightened by an ant-like Refining Void Realm Protagonist trope. It must be that the environment of the Prince's Residence was too comfortable.

She lifted her chin, looking down at him through her nostrils: "Hurry up! Don't dawdle! If you don't finish your work, don't even think about eating tonight!"

For these old servants, the spiritual rice distributed by the residence was their life. Once the supply stopped, they would immediately age and die.

Controlling the power to distribute spiritual rice, it was no wonder Dongmei dared to be so reckless.

Protagonist trope did not retort. The three-hundred-year period was almost up, and the Demon Sect Leader would return to his position. By then, all these people would pay the price they deserved!

He would endure it for now!

Thinking of this, he silently put down the axe, picked up the water buckets nearby, and walked towards the well outside the courtyard.

"Pah, trash, what are you pretending for."

"Do you think you've really become a part of the Prince's Residence just because you got lucky?"

"Laughable, the Young Lady doesn't care for you at all!"

Dongmei sneered, looking at Protagonist trope's retreating back, her eyes full of disdain.

The surrounding servants, hearing this, also began to snicker. In their eyes, Protagonist trope was nothing more than a clown, a toad wanting to eat a swan's meat.

Protagonist trope clenched his fists, his expression growing even uglier.

But he still didn't explode. Endure, he must endure now.

When Heaven is about to confer a great office upon a man, it first tries his will, and exercises his bones and sinews.

He, Protagonist trope, and these people were not from the same world at all, so there was no need to care.

Carrying the water buckets, he walked step by step.

"Stop!"

At this moment, Dongmei suddenly called out to him, her gaze falling on the jade pendant hanging from his waist.

"That jade pendant of yours looks quite unique."

A glint of greed flashed in Dongmei's eyes: "But I don't understand, you, a servant from a beggar's background."

"How could you have a jade pendant of this quality? You must have stolen it from somewhere, right?!"

"Hand it over!"

Protagonist trope's footsteps paused, his fingers gripping the water buckets tightened suddenly, his knuckles turning white.

This jade pendant was his token as the Demon Sect Leader, capable of controlling the first and second sequences, and was his greatest assurance for his resurgence!

He took a deep breath, suppressing the surging killing intent in his heart, turned around, lowered his head, and said in a hoarse voice: "Sister Dongmei must be joking. What kind of jade pendant would be made in such a dark, dull way? This is just a worthless stone, it's... it's a memento my mother left me."

"A memento?"

"A beggar's mother, could she even leave you anything?"

Dongmei sneered, crossing her arms, and walked around Protagonist trope, her gaze growing more disdainful: "Be honest, hand it over. After I inspect it, I will naturally prove your innocence!"

"If you remain stubborn, hmph... then I can only report it truthfully. Once it's discovered to be stolen goods, you can just wait to be kicked out of the Prince's Residence!"

The surrounding servants also gathered around, enjoying the spectacle, pointing and gesticulating at Protagonist trope.

"Exactly, Protagonist trope, where did you get that jade pendant?"

"You usually hide it quite well!"

"Quickly give it to Sister Dongmei to see!"

A vein throbbed on Protagonist trope's forehead, and fury churned in his chest.

A tiger fallen into the sun is bullied by dogs!

To think he, the dignified Demon Sect Leader, was being forced like this by an ant-like maid!

But he couldn't act!

Only half a month remained until the three-hundred-year term was up!

Half a month!

Just endure for another half a month!

He would reclaim everything that was his!!!

"Sister Dongmei, this really is just a memento from my mother, it's not worth much money, before..."

"Enough nonsense!"

"Whether it's a memento or not, can't I tell?!"

Dongmei impatiently interrupted him, reaching out directly to snatch the jade pendant, her Dao Palace Realm cultivation instantly erupting, her movements as fast as afterimages!

"You!!"

Protagonist trope almost couldn't bear it and was about to strike. The importance of this jade pendant was almost on par with his Great Emperor Realm cultivation; one could not exist without the other.

Dongmei's actions had pushed him to the brink of explosion.

Just at this critical moment, a clear, authoritative shout, like a clap of thunder, suddenly exploded at the entrance of the servants' quarters.

"Stop!!"

Everyone turned back in horror, only to see Liu Ruyan standing at the courtyard entrance, no one knew when!

She was still wearing that deep purple palace gown and immortal skirt, her face a chilling, icy sternness.

Her phoenix eyes held killing intent, her gaze like daggers, sweeping over everyone in the courtyard, finally settling on Dongmei, who stood frozen with her hand outstretched.

A powerful pressure, as if substantial, enveloped them. The entire servants' quarters instantly fell silent, every servant, including Dongmei, all knelt to the ground with a thud, trembling.

"Greetings, County Princess!"

Liu Ruyan moved with light, lotus-like steps, slowly walking into the courtyard, her skirt brushing the ground, unstained by dust.

She didn't even look at the kneeling servants, walking directly to Protagonist trope.

Protagonist trope also had his head bowed, but his heart was filled with uncertainty.

Why would Liu Ruyan suddenly come here? And even help him out?

Could it be a sudden pang of conscience?

If so, perhaps he could still give her a chance, maybe as a concubine or something. Being the main wife was definitely out of the question; she had been so snobbish for these three hundred years.

"You are Protagonist trope?"

Liu Ruyan looked down at the jade pendant; the character 'Dragon' was carved on its front.

Three hundred years had passed, and she had largely forgotten Protagonist trope's appearance, remembering only this unique jade pendant.

"Yes, yes."

As Liu Ruyan spoke, everyone in the servants' quarters held their breath.

Three hundred years, and she had never asked about him. What was going on today?!

Some servants looked at Protagonist trope with envy, jealousy, and hatred. Could this beggar really be about to transform into a phoenix?

"Very good, Protagonist trope, you've been in the residence for three hundred years, haven't you?"

//592//

Chapter 592 Expelled from the Prince's Mansion

"Yes, yes."

Protagonist trope lowered his head, his voice carrying a hint of imperceptible hoarseness.

Alarm bells rang in his heart; Liu Ruyan's sudden arrival in this squalid place could only mean trouble.

He was only half a month away from successfully overcoming his tribulation; he absolutely couldn't afford any mishaps at this critical juncture.

"The matter of washing away the past was merely a temporary expedient."

"For three hundred years, the Royal Residence has provided you with food, clothing, and shelter, allowing you to settle down and establish yourself. We have been more than benevolent."

She slightly raised her chin, her phoenix eyes devoid of any emotion, only a cold indifference.

"Now... you may leave."

As her words fell, they struck Protagonist trope's ears like a bolt from the blue.

Leave the Royal Residence?

Leave Liu Ruyan?!

What a joke, his tribulation was only half a month away!

"No, Princess, don't drive me away."

This roar, laced with a desperate tremor, shattered the silence of the servants' quarters.

Protagonist trope suddenly raised his head, his previously calm black eyes now bloodshot, staring fixedly at Liu Ruyan.

The surrounding servants were startled by his sudden outburst and retreated in unison.

Dong Mei was even more frightened, shrinking her neck.

When did this scoundrel become capable of such terrifying aura?

However, none of this affected Liu Ruyan in the slightest. Her brows furrowed slightly, carrying a hint of condescending annoyance: "This Princess never repeats her words."

"Protagonist trope, the Royal Residence nurturing you for three hundred years is already a great favor. Are you still planning to shamelessly cling on?!"

"Pack your things and leave immediately."

Having said that, she walked away directly, not sparing Protagonist trope another glance.

Before leaving, she whispered a few words to Dong Mei: "Make this person disappear, I allow you to use any means!"

Upon hearing this, a hint of ruthlessness and excitement flashed in Dong Mei's eyes. She quickly bowed and replied, "Yes, Princess! This servant will handle it perfectly!"

Liu Ruyan nodded slightly, no longer lingering, and turned to leave.

Since he didn't appreciate the kindness, there was no need to remain soft-hearted.

Her steps were like wind, as if staying for another moment would defile her shoes and socks.

In the servants' quarters, there was a deathly silence.

Everyone's gaze was focused on Protagonist trope, who stood stiff as a stone sculpture.

"No, no!"

"Princess! You can't drive me away!"

He stumbled forward a few steps, then was immediately restrained by a few burly servants who had received a signal from Dong Mei.

"Get lost, let go of me!"

Protagonist trope struggled desperately, his eyes bloodshot. He truly wanted to unleash all his cultivation at this moment to send these ants flying, but he couldn't do that.

Once he revealed his true strength, it would mean complete exposure, and that would declare that there was absolutely no room for recovery.

"Oh my, what is this Demonic Son-in-law Long doing?"

"The Princess has spoken, telling you to get lost. Are you still shamelessly staying here, thinking you haven't made enough of a fool of yourself?"

Dong Mei crossed her arms, slowly walked forward, her face showing undisguised mockery and glee.

"Exactly! He doesn't even take a good look at himself! Does he really think he's someone important?"

"Yeah, look at him, doesn't he look like a dog?"

The surrounding servants also chimed in with mockery, kicking him while he was down.

Protagonist trope ignored the taunts, he just stared fixedly in the direction Liu Ruyan had disappeared, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins.

"Tsk tsk, it seems he prefers a penalty drink to a toast!"

Dong Mei sneered, then waved her hand at the burly servants, "The Princess has ordered him to 'disappear'. You know what to do, right?"

The servants grinned menacingly: "Don't worry, Sister Dong Mei, for such a small matter, we understand!"

"Protagonist trope, sorry, but who told you to offend the Princess?"

"Don't worry, we brothers will give you a quick end!"

As they spoke, they began to punch and kick him, imbued with spiritual power, mercilessly striking Protagonist trope.

"Pfft!"

Protagonist trope was beaten until he vomited blood, curling up on the ground.

Even facing such humiliation, he still held onto his original intention, not allowing the demonic energy in his heart to erupt.

On one hand, he still held a sliver of hope, and on the other, he didn't want to attract the Supreme Empress.

No matter what, this was still within the Imperial City's territory, even the Demonic Sect couldn't act recklessly.

Endure, he must endure!

"Liu Ruyan, Prince Zhenhais Residence, all you ants, just you wait!"

Protagonist trope roared madly in his heart, imprinting these ugly faces deep into his mind.

A burly man's foot directly stomped on his head, creating a deep pit in the ground, and Protagonist trope's head was deeply embedded.

"Ding! Child of Destiny Protagonist trope has suffered humiliation, rewarding 3000 villain value."

The burly man lifted his foot, pulled Protagonist trope out of the ground, and then checked for a breath.

"He's already gone."

The burly man checked Protagonist trope's breath and felt his carotid pulse, then shook his head at Dong Mei.

Dong Mei glanced at him with disgust, then waved her hand: "Consider him lucky, at least he died quickly!"

"Drag him to the mass grave to feed the dogs, don't dirty the Royal Residence's grounds!"

"Yes!"

Several servants awkwardly lifted Protagonist trope's cold, stiff corpse and dragged it towards the back gate of the Royal Residence.

No one noticed that during the dragging, a flicker of extreme darkness and malice flashed in the depths of Protagonist trope's seemingly unfocused pupils.

The demonic soul within him, tightly suppressed and almost completely isolated from his physical vitality, was letting out a silent roar... "Protagonist trope?"

"What a great name, as expected of a son-in-law protagonist. The three-hundred-year period is up, let me see what's going on."

Gu Yun was leisurely riding in his carriage when he suddenly received a system prompt, feeling a little surprised.

His divine sense spread out, instantly enveloping the entire Prince Zhenhais Residence.

Gu Yun naturally found the figures of those servants, and then Protagonist trope's identity information also came into view.

"Ding! Detecting a new Child of Destiny."

"Name: Protagonist trope."

"Cultivation: Half-step Great Emperor."

"Identity: Male protagonist of "the strongest son-in-law"."

"Physique: Heaven-Sealing Demonic Physique."

"Aura: Child of Destiny Aura (Red)."

"destiny value: 160000."

"Associated Heroines: Liu Ruyan, Chu Ruoyao, Lei Yuqi, Hua Yufei, Hua Caidie, Cang Yue, Shadow Seven... (Those not listed in the xuan qing treasure mirror are ignored)."

"What a lucky Demonic Son-in-law cultivator with so many beauties."

Gu Yun couldn't help but exclaim, 'Good heavens,' this Protagonist trope should be the one with the most heroines on the list he had ever seen.

As expected of a red-grade Child of Destiny protagonist with 160,000 Heavenly Mandate, he was also the strongest opponent he had encountered so far.

But now... looking at Protagonist trope, who was being casually discarded like a dead dog, do you, Children of Destiny, particularly favor such an entrance?

"Ding! Detecting that the Host has significantly altered the script trajectory, the heavenly mandate of Protagonist trope, the protagonist of "the strongest son-in-law", is being re-evaluated."

//593//

Chapter 593 Emperor Ruyan, Terrifyingly Powerful

"Ding! Calculation complete. The Host has met the following conditions: 1. Subdued the Demonic Cult's Second and Third Main Altars, clipping some of Protagonist trope's wings. 2. Changed the actions of the Fated Heroines Liu Ruyan, Shadow Seven, and Chu Ruoyao, reducing their connection with Protagonist trope. 3. Used maneuvers to expel Protagonist trope from the Prince Zhenhais Residence ahead of schedule."

"Evaluation complete. Protagonist trope's destiny value has decreased by 30,000 points. Great Luo Dao Pagoda's seventh floor activation progress (128500 / 500000)."

At this moment, Protagonist trope, who was lying in the mass grave, suddenly twitched all over.

Several servants who had not yet left came over to him.

"Is he... not completely dead yet?"

A burly servant frowned, walked forward, and kicked Protagonist trope's head several more times until the latter looked no different from a two-dimensional existence and his spasms completely stopped. Only then did he leave, satisfied.

"That should be enough. This place is too eerie; let's not stay too long."

The few of them shivered, then left one after another.

"Ding! Child of Destiny Protagonist trope generated feelings of humiliation. Awarding 3000 villain value."

Gu Yun watched all this unfold with interest. It seemed that with his arrival, the Child of Destiny, who was supposed to turn his luck around, would continue down this pathetic path.

Now that he had been discovered, Gu Yun would not give him any chance to rise again!

Gu Yun already had a plan in mind. With a few flashes, he appeared beside Protagonist trope and tampered with him.

Directly planting a demonic seed would likely be discovered, so now only the enhanced listening talisman could work.

After arranging everything, Gu Yun no longer paid attention to the Child of Destiny, who was like a dead dog. As the plot progressed, he would bring about his own destruction; there was no need to alert him now.

Soon, the carriage stopped steadily in front of the Prince Zhenhais Residence, and Gu Yun calmly stepped out.

Liu Tianfeng was already waiting outside: "Welcome, Crown Prince!"

"Uncle-Master, there is no need for such formalities."

Gu Yun smiled gently, his gaze casually sweeping over everyone: "Where is Princess Liu?"

"With the Crown Prince personally gracing us, my daughter is in her chambers preparing in advance and was unable to greet you personally. I ask for your highness's forgiveness."

Previously, Liu Ruyan said she would go back and get properly dressed, but unexpectedly, two hours had passed, and she still wasn't finished.

Liu Tianfeng could only hastily send a telepathic message to urge her.

Fortunately, Gu Yun didn't seem to mind: "No matter. Will you not invite me in to sit?"

"Please, Your Highness."

Liu Tianfeng stepped aside, and the two entered the main hall of the Royal Residence.

Inside the hall, the aroma of tea wafted, and the furnishings were luxurious yet elegant, clearly meticulously arranged.

This Liu Tianfeng, he handled things impeccably.

Gu Yun had already formed an opinion in his heart. At this moment, a maid respectfully came forward and offered a cup of tea. Liu Tianfeng introduced: "Your Highness, please try this. This is the'Snow Peak Cold Jade' prepared by my daughter, harvested from the peak of the Snow Dragon Mountain Range in the northern reaches, with only one liang obtained every three hundred years."

"Its efficacy may not be as good as some of the Gu Family's divine artifacts, but its taste will certainly not disappoint Your Highness."

Gu Yun took a light sip and indeed his eyes lit up.

"The tea is clear, with a sweet aftertaste, and abundant spiritual energy. It is indeed good tea. Princess Liu has put thought into this."

Seeing Gu Yun satisfied, Liu Tianfeng felt a little relieved. With this attitude, it would be easier to continue the conversation.

Exchanging cups and chatting, the two had a pleasant conversation. Soon, the sound of jingling jade pendants came from outside the hall, accompanied by a faint, elegant fragrance.

"Father, Crown Prince has waited long. Ruyan was impolite."

The pearl curtain rustled softly, and a graceful figure slowly entered the main hall.

Gu Yun looked up, a trace of imperceptible admiration flashing in his eyes.

At this moment, Liu Ruyan was clearly meticulously dressed.

She had changed into a flowing, sky-blue immortal dress that swept the floor. The hem of the skirt was embroidered with intricate wave patterns in silver thread, shimmering like flowing green waves with her every step.

A soft silver light gauze lily sash cinched her waist, accentuating her impossibly slender figure.

Her glossy black hair was styled into an elegant'startled swan' bun, adorned with a few small pearl hairpins and a translucent blue jade hair ornament, simple and refined, further enhancing her snow-white skin and picturesque features.

She wore light makeup, with faintly drawn eyebrows and a touch of light vermilion on her lips, which softened her striking beauty and added a touch of girlish charm and scholarly air.

She lowered her eyelids slightly, her long lashes trembling. She came before Gu Yun, curtsied gracefully, her posture impeccably elegant.

"Your subject, Liu Ruyan, greets the Crown Prince."

Her voice was clear and melodious, carrying a hint of just the right amount of shyness.

It must be said, Liu Ruyan indeed knew how to present her most beautiful side.

She knew that Gu Yun's status was noble, and he had seen countless beauties. Heavy makeup would be inferior; a fresh and elegant look was the best strategy to capture Gu Yun's attention. Didn't he look at her now?

Liu Ruyan had no doubt about her own charm; the title of the capital's number one beauty was not for show.

However, merely relying on beauty to make Gu Yun look at her with high regard was still too difficult. The young man, having admired countless beauties, already had a very high threshold. Now, he was merely attracted by Liu Ruyan's somewhat special fate.

"Ding! Detected Fated Heroine."

"xuan qing treasure mirror, twenty-second page."

"Name: Liu Ruyan"

"Age: 852"

"Cultivation: Great Saint Realm"

"Physique: Ruyan Saint Body (Heavenly beauty, abundant Yin energy, extremely prone to attracting Children of Destiny)"

"Identity: Heroine of "the strongest son-in-law", Heroine of "Aren't You a Stand-in? How Did You Become a Succubus?", Heroine of "Ten Thousand Times Return, Who Reigns Supreme at the End of the Licking Path?"... (Script generating)"

"Awesome, truly worthy of being Empress Ruyan!"

Three was merely the upper limit of fate, not Liu Ruyan's upper limit!

"And there's also the identity of the heroine in 'Ten Thousand Times Return, Who Reigns Supreme at the End of the Licking Path?', which means that before encountering this licking dog protagonist, Liu Ruyan could navigate between two protagonists while maintaining her purity."

"This is no ordinary talent."

Coming back to his senses, Gu Yun revealed a gentle smile: "Princess Liu, there's no need for such formalities. Please sit."

Liu Ruyan sat down as instructed on a pear wood chair below Gu Yun, her posture elegant, her back straight. Even though she wished to please Gu Yun, she still maintained the demeanor of a princess. That inherent pride was difficult to erase, like a flower on a high mountain, noble and aloof, but once it bloomed, its splendor was boundless.

After a few moments of casual conversation, Liu Ruyan stood up, walked to Gu Yun's side, and with her fair hands, picked up the purple clay teapot on the table, gracefully refilling Gu Yun's cup with hot tea.

"Your Highness can taste it again; this second brew of Snow Peak Cold Jade has a different flavor than before."

As she moved, her fragrance naturally wafted into Gu Yun's nostrils, and she intentionally or unintentionally swayed gently towards Gu Yun, causing some unavoidable physical contact.

//594//

Chapter 594 A Reprimand (Part 2)

Gu Yun sat still, allowing the elegant fragrance to linger at his nose, feeling the occasional, slight touch through his clothes on his arm.

He picked up the freshly poured cup of tea, the rising steam blurring the fleeting amusement in his eyes.

This high-ranking beauty in the script of destiny seemed a little different.

"It indeed has a unique flavor," Gu Yun said, taking a sip and praising it.

Liu Ruyan was secretly pleased, but her expression remained one of cool detachment mixed with just the right amount of shyness: "As long as Your Highness likes it."

She returned to her seat, maintaining a dignified posture.

In her heart, she felt that success was almost certain. With her beauty and her shy, yet proactive approach, the Crown Prince would surely be unable to resist.

If she could become the mistress of the Gu Family, then the position of Empress of the Supreme Divine Dynasty would seem insignificant.

Liu Tianfeng observed all of this. His daughter's performance was impeccable, but Gu Yun… the man's expression had not changed much from beginning to end, making him quite unfathomable.

"For Princess Liu to wish to become Dean Qiu's disciple, she not only needs sufficient talent in another cultivation path but also needs to have studied the classics of the Great Dao."

"I wonder if you have delved into this area?"

Gu Yun put down his teacup, seemingly casually starting the conversation.

Liu Ruyan's spirits lifted, knowing the main topic had arrived.

"Since Your Highness inquires, Ruyan dares not hide her shortcomings. In my leisure time, I have indeed perused some ancient texts."

Subsequently, the two engaged in a debate over some famous commentaries. As Gu Yun expected, Liu Ruyan answered fluently, having clearly put in hard work.

Gu Yun listened quietly, occasionally nodding or asking a follow-up question, guiding her to delve deeper.

His questions often hit the nail on the head, pointing directly to core contradictions, forcing Liu Ruyan to respond with utmost concentration. Her admiration for Gu Yun's erudition and perceptiveness grew.

Liu Tianfeng, on the other hand, was startled. If Gu Yun had no interest in the throne, why would he be so familiar with the contents of these classics?

What exactly was his purpose?!

However, in reality, these contents were all things Gu Yun had unintentionally memorized when he was in the Gu Family's library. He possessed photographic memory and an exceptionally vast sea of consciousness, making it effortless for him to master these.

As for Liu Ruyan, she had been preparing to inherit the throne since childhood, and her mastery of imperial stratagems was flawless.

The two chatted for a long time, and soon three rounds of wine and five courses of dishes had passed.

Gu Yun's eyes became somewhat hazy, and Liu Ruyan had, at some point, leaned against him.

The elegant fragrance on her body grew stronger, mixed with a faint scent of wine, lingering at Gu Yun's nose.

Her proud figure was slightly turned, and a soft touch, almost imperceptible through her clothes, came from her body as she brought the rim of the cup to Gu Yun's lips.

"Your Highness, does this wine suit your taste?"

Her voice was soft and enchanting, the cool detachment she had deliberately maintained having melted away. Her eyes, as they shifted, hinted at affection.

In the depths of her phoenix eyes, a determined glint flickered.

Gu Yun lowered his gaze to the beautiful face so close to him. He did not refuse, and taking the cup from her hand, he drank the wine in one gulp.

Then, with an arm, he easily drew Liu Ruyan's soft, fragrant body into his embrace.

"Oh!"

Liu Ruyan let out a short gasp, as if startled. Her tender hand instinctively pressed against Gu Yun's chest, but the push was so weak it was almost an invitation.

She looked up, her cheeks flushed, her breath carrying a sweet scent of wine, exhaling like orchids: "Your Highness… this is…"

Gu Yun looked down at her, raising his free hand. His fingertips gently caressed her burning cheek, his actions light and presumptuous, a half-smile playing on his lips.

"This wine… intoxicates, and the person… is even more intoxicating."

His voice was low, his warm breath brushing against Liu Ruyan's ear.

Liu Ruyan was overjoyed, feeling victory was within reach.

She naturally wanted to lean more softly into Gu Yun's embrace, her fingertips drawing faint circles on his chest, her voice so alluring it could drip with sweetness: "As long as Your Highness likes it… Ruyan… wishes to pour wine for Your Highness for a lifetime…"

As she spoke, she picked up the wine pot again.

Liu Tianfeng had already quietly withdrawn, dismissing all the maids and guards, unwilling to disturb his daughter's excellent opportunity.

However, just as Liu Ruyan's wine cup reached Gu Yun's lips, the young man slightly turned his head away.

The hand around Liu Ruyan's waist did not loosen; his other hand took the wine cup and began to toy with it.

"Wine can wait; it's not too late to drink it later."

Gu Yun's voice still carried a smile, but it sent an inexplicable chill down Liu Ruyan's spine: "This Prince suddenly remembered something quite interesting and wishes to share it with the Princess."

"I wonder if Miss Liu would grace me with her attention?"

Liu Ruyan's heart sank, and she forced a smile: "Your Highness, please speak. Ruyan… is all ears."

Gu Yun's fingertips slid from her cheek, gently lifting her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.

"I heard that in the Princess's residence, there was once a live-in son-in-law named… Protagonist trope?"

His tone was light and casual, as if he were discussing an insignificant name.

Boom—!!!

Like a splash of ice water, the coquettishness on Liu Ruyan's face instantly froze, her complexion visibly draining of color, turning utterly pale!

Protagonist trope! How did he know about Protagonist trope?!

This matter should have been kept very secret. Which servant in the residence was so talkative?!

In an instant, her beautiful dream shattered, and a wave of panic seized her heart!

"Your… Your Highness…" Her voice trembled, and even her delicate body began to shake slightly. "That… that was just a lowly servant, long since expelled from the residence… not worth mentioning…"

"Don't be nervous."

"I won't eat you, will I?"

Gu Yun smiled, picking up Liu Ruyan and placing her on his lap.

"I only asked because when I first arrived at the Royal Residence, I saw an interesting scene."

As he spoke, Gu Yun waved his hand, and the scene of several servants carrying Protagonist trope's corpse to the mass grave appeared before Liu Ruyan's eyes.

"Princess Liu is truly ruthless. Regardless, that Beggar was your savior…"

As Gu Yun's words slowly emerged, word by word, Liu Ruyan's delicate body trembled violently, her face ashen, and her breathing almost stopped.

"Your Highness… I…"

Her voice was dry and trembling, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"When your life was in danger, you desperately sought a Beggar to solve your immediate crisis."

"Now that you see him obstructing your path forward, you immediately discard him like a worn-out shoe?"

"Princess Liu is truly cunning."

"What, do you think this Prince is also like that Protagonist trope, merely a stepping stone for you to advance?"

Gu Yun's lips still held a smile, but Liu Ruyan felt a chill throughout her body. She wanted to get off Gu Yun's lap and kneel to beg for mercy.

But her body was firmly held by the young man, utterly unable to move.

At this moment, she finally understood what kind of existence this young man before her truly was.

All her little schemes had probably been seen through by him.

"N-no, Ruyan has no other intentions towards Your Highness."

"That Protagonist trope is nothing but a lowly ant! How can he be compared to Your Highness?!"

"Ruyan's heart is only for Your Highness, and I am willing to do anything for Your Highness!"

Her eyes were brimming with tears, her voice earnest, making it hard to distinguish between genuine emotion and pretense.

Looking at her pale face, Gu Yun sneered inwardly. Even a proud white swan has moments of falling into the dust.

When dealing with such women, one cannot be too kind; she will take all kindness for granted and feel justified.

To truly conquer Liu Ruyan, the first thing to do is to make her feel… fear… from the bottom of her heart.

It's like training a dog. If you treat it too well, it will become arrogant, guarding its food and baring its teeth at everything.

But once it is completely subdued, it will constantly wag its tail and beg for mercy, never betraying you.

And the current level… is still far from enough.

"Can you do anything?"

"Yes, yes!"

Liu Ruyan nodded repeatedly: "Whatever Your Highness wants Ruyan to do, Ruyan will do!"

"Then, how about this, you first explain our relationship to him."

Gu Yun's lips curved slightly, and he leaned back against the chair, his arm around Liu Ruyan's waist.

Below the hall, a figure enveloped in black mist stepped in, each footfall heavy.

"Long… Protagonist trope?!"

Liu Ruyan's voice trembled slightly. Already having a lingering fear, she was now terrified by the sight before her.

Protagonist trope's face was covered in scars, and even his head was somewhat disfigured at this moment.

His body convulsed as he approached step by step, his eyes filled with venom and rage.

"I wondered why you suddenly drove me out of the Royal Residence today. So you had already found a pretty boy!"

"Hahaha, truly laughable. The most beautiful woman in the imperial capital, famous throughout the city, is nothing more than a shameless hussy in private!!"

Protagonist trope's angry voice rang out, his heart already devoid of any hope.

Liu Ruyan was already nestled in another man's arms; how could he possibly tolerate it any longer!!

After waking up in the mass grave, he vaguely discovered that his spiritual power seemed to be recovering. Although he didn't know why, it seemed that the trial of love had not affected him that much.

Since that was the case, there was no point in him staying at the Prince Zhenhais Residence!

However, this Liu Ruyan dared to drive him away. Before leaving, he definitely had to give her the most profound lesson!

Harboring such anger, Protagonist trope returned, only to witness this scene that made his eyes burn with rage.

Liu Ruyan, who had been proud, cold, and inviolable in front of him, was now like a docile cat, nestled in another man's embrace.

The man's actions were casual, one hand already acting wantonly, yet Liu Ruyan made no move, her cheeks slightly flushed, breathing softly, as if still somewhat immersed in it.

"Liu Ruyan! You're a slut!"

The sudden string of curses also brought Liu Ruyan out of her initial shock. She sharply turned her head, her previously terrified and blank eyes gradually clearing, followed by extreme disgust and coldness. Her voice was sharp: "Where did this Beggar come from?! Didn't I already drive you out of the Royal Residence? Why are you back now?!!"

"Your Highness, I… I already drove him away. I have no relationship with him."

After speaking, she looked at Gu Yun, her eyes full of pleading and flattery.

[Ding! Child of Destiny Protagonist trope suffered a critical hit, rewarded 3000 villain value.]

Seeing Liu Ruyan's extreme double standards, Protagonist trope was consumed by anger. The demonic energy on his body surged, and he was on the verge of erupting: "Liu Ruyan, you like him, don't you? Then I will utterly crush him in front of you. I want you to see just how ridiculous your choice is!!"

As he spoke, Protagonist trope's gaze locked onto Gu Yun. The young man's aura was calm, and he was young, so he seemed to pose no threat.

Although he hadn't fully recovered yet, Protagonist trope felt that dealing with a mere Gu Yun shouldn't be a problem.

"Die!"

Thinking this, Protagonist trope's oppressive aura bore down.

Gu Yun's lips curved slightly, and a wisp of black energy flashed in his eyes.

In an instant, Protagonist trope's pupils contracted to the extreme. Although nothing seemed to have happened, he felt as if an imposing entity, existing since the beginning of the world, stood behind Gu Yun, observing him with an indifferent gaze that transcended all things and looked down upon all living beings.

Cold, dead, empty!

In an instant, countless negative emotions surged into his heart. The scene before him seemed to transform into a sea of corpses and blood, with ten thousand demons wailing and prostrating!

A terrifying demonic might, originating from the core of his soul and far beyond his cognitive level, poured down like a galaxy from the nine heavens, crashing onto his demonic soul!

"Pfft—!"

Protagonist trope was struck hard, and his entire body flew backward.

All of this coincided perfectly with Liu Ruyan's spiritual power palm strike, as if a rampaging beast had been slapped away.

The drawn palm hung in the air. Liu Ruyan felt ashamed of the fear she had just experienced. She looked down at Protagonist trope, who was like a dog without a home, her phoenix eyes filled with disgust and disdain: "An ant dares to disturb His Highness's sacred presence!"

"Today, this Princess will make your soul scatter!"

As she spoke, Liu Ruyan's aura gathered.

Protagonist trope didn't spare her a single glance. His gaze bypassed the girl, who was merely putting on a show of power, and focused on Gu Yun behind her.

"Bastard, who exactly is this guy?"

"No, my strength hasn't fully recovered yet; I cannot be his enemy!"

He quickly made a decision. As Liu Ruyan made her move, Protagonist trope, using the cover of spiritual energy, directly transformed into a streak of blood-light and fled.

The attack landed, stirring up dust.

[Ding! Child of Destiny Protagonist trope's Dao Heart was damaged, he fled in disarray, destiny value decreased by 5000 points.]

Gu Yun did not move at all throughout the process; merely relying on his Demonic Might was enough to scare Protagonist trope out of his wits.

"As expected of a Child of Destiny of the invincible type, one hasty retreat can reduce a lot of destiny value."

"However… this guy isn't as stubborn as I imagined. It seems I'll have to start with the Demonic Sect."

Gu Yun pondered, having made his decision.

Outside.

Seeing the dust settle, Protagonist trope's figure had already vanished.

Liu Ruyan thought that the opponent had already been utterly destroyed, and turned to say: "Your Highness, that reckless madman who did not know his place has already been executed. It is Ruyan's fault for disturbing Your Highness."

"Executed?"

"Do you think he's really dead?"

Gu Yun grabbed Liu Ruyan, seizing her throat and lifting her up.

//595//

Chapter 595 Teachings from Teacher Gu

"Ugh…"

Taken by surprise, Liu Ruyan's throat was seized, and her breathing instantly became incredibly difficult. Her pretty face rapidly turned from white to red, gradually tinging with purple.

Her hands instinctively grasped Gu Yun's wrist, attempting to break free, but that hand remained as still as an iron clamp.

"Your… Highness…"

She squeezed out two words with difficulty, her eyes filled with terror and confusion.

"Take a good look."

Gu Yun smiled and waved his hand. The voice of Protagonist trope, having survived a calamity, echoed through the hall.

There was no image, just the empty sound.

"Terrifying, too terrifying. What kind of existence is that man?!"

"Good thing, good thing there's that idiot Liu Ruyan to cover for me, otherwise, escaping would have required even more effort."

The sound abruptly ceased, and the air seemed to fall into a dead silence.

Gu Yun flung Liu Ruyan heavily onto the ground. Only then could she catch her breath, clutching her neck and trembling on the floor.

After a long while, she recovered and, without hesitation, rushed to grab Gu Yun's ankle: "Your Highness, Your Highness, Ruyan didn't mean it, Ruyan truly tried to kill him, it's just that I didn't know… I really didn't know…"

"How does it feel to be toyed with by someone you considered an ant?"

Gu Yun smiled and hooked her chin: "Do you still think he's just an insignificant servant?!"

"Ru… Ruyan knows her mistake, thank you, Your Highness, for your guidance!"

As if realizing something, Liu Ruyan's hand, which had been clutching Gu Yun's ankle, dropped powerlessly. She collapsed to the ground, her body cold, as if all her strength had been drained.

Protagonist trope's voice, having survived a calamity, echoed in her mind from time to time, piercing all her pride and arrogance.

The person she looked down upon had actually been toying with her in the palm of his hand.

Perhaps the disaster three hundred years ago was intentionally designed by Protagonist trope, and she, knowing nothing, had been self-righteous.

If not for the sudden appearance of the person before her, perhaps… she would one day fall into an abyss of no return under Protagonist trope's schemes.

Thinking of this, she raised her eyes to look at the young man's handsome face, and a touch of gratitude was added to her complex emotions.

Watching her favorability increase, Gu Yun sneered inwardly. See, she still had to thank him.

"Alright, I don't have that much free time to instruct a self-proclaimed clever idiot!"

"However, if you truly want to take over my master's position, recognizing yourself is very important."

He pulled Liu Ruyan up; she was still somewhat shaken.

Gu Yun gently soothed her racing heart, his fingers tracing her fair neck, where a striking red mark now appeared.

If Liu Ruyan hadn't possessed Great Saint Realm cultivation, the mere action just now could have directly led to her demise.

"Your Highness, Ru… Ruyan knows her mistake."

Feeling Gu Yun's fingers moving on her neck, Liu Ruyan's heart, which had just settled, leaped up again.

Her voice carried a hint of fear.

They say serving a ruler is like accompanying a tiger, and Gu Yun gave an even stronger impression. Yet, looking at his profile, a blush inexplicably appeared on Liu Ruyan's cheeks.

Especially feeling the warmth from her neck, the red mark quickly dissipated completely.

At this moment, Liu Tianfeng's figure suddenly burst in, a flicker of panic in his eyes.

"What happened?!"

There had been an unusual spiritual energy fluctuation in the main hall just now, and he immediately wanted to rush over, but he didn't expect it to take so long.

Someone had used spatial laws to alter the structure of the Royal Residence, which filled him with a bad premonition.

However, when he arrived, this was the scene: there was no one else in the hall.

His daughter was gently leaning in His Royal Highness's arms, her face still bearing a look of lingering fear.

Confusion grew in his heart, but he didn't know how to speak.

Gu Yun smiled softly: "Martial Uncle has come at just the right time."

"Ruyan was a bit startled just now; I'll leave her to you from now on."

Saying this, he set Liu Ruyan down: "It's getting late, Gu Yun won't disturb you any longer."

As his words fell, without making any judgment on the matter of taking on a disciple, Gu Yun headed out of the hall.

A hint of loneliness flashed across Liu Tianfeng's face, but he could only accept this fact: "I'll see His Royal Highness off."

"No need."

"Martial Uncle Liu, after today, you must pay more attention to the security of your Royal Residence."

Walking past Liu Tianfeng, the young man chuckled and patted Liu Tianfeng's shoulder.

The latter was utterly bewildered, somewhat at a loss, until Gu Yun left, then he hurriedly went to his daughter's side to ask.

"Yan'er, what happened just now?!"

Liu Ruyan regained her composure, her expression returning to its original proud and cold demeanor.

"Nothing, Father. Just do as His Highness said."

"Did you succeed?"

Seeing his daughter's attitude, Liu Tianfeng asked tentatively.

Liu Ruyan paused, touching her chest. Gu Yun had been playing around there for most of the time, so it should be… successful, right?

She couldn't tell, nor did she dare to guess.

Only when Gu Yun returned could she truly understand.

"Father, you don't need to worry about this."

"His Royal Highness is no ordinary person; all our schemes are meaningless."

"However, there is one thing I can tell you: from now on, the Prince Zhenhais Residence and the Gu Family are tied together. If there is any betrayal, our fate will be eternal damnation!"

"Yan'er, what are you saying?"

"Our Supreme Divine Dynasty is already deeply connected with the Immortal Ancient Gu Family. How profound is the Gu Family's foundation? There is no force in the entire Three Thousand Dao Domains that can contend with it."

"What betrayal, where does that come from?"

"That's for the best."

"Father, I'm a bit tired. I'll rest early today."

Liu Ruyan finished speaking and got up, staggering towards her room.

Liu Tianfeng was somewhat confused by what he heard, but looking at his daughter's appearance, he also found it a bit strange.

"Could it be that she succeeded?"

"But… wasn't this Yan'er's long-cherished wish? Why would she have such an expression?"

"I don't understand. Perhaps young people today are different from us back then."

Liu Tianfeng shook his head, finally recalling Gu Yun and Liu Ruyan's words.

"Not betraying, that means not defying, right?"

"What did His Royal Highness say when he left? Strengthen the Royal Residence's defenses. Is he reminding me?"

Liu Tianfeng wasn't sure, but he still planned to find a few formation masters in a few days to strengthen the defenses… Back in her room, Liu Ruyan lay on the bed, her chest rising and falling as she gasped for breath.

The figure in her mind simply couldn't be shaken off: "Your Highness."

Suddenly, that figure seemed to turn its head and smile gently at her.

Liu Ruyan felt her whole body stiffen, as if she was back in his embrace.

//596//

Chapter 596 Darkening

Liu Ruyan suddenly sat up from her bed, her chest heaving violently, and fine cold sweat seeping from her forehead.

She looked around; her luxurious boudoir was silent, with only her own hurried breathing echoing.

"Was it an illusion?"

She murmured to herself, raising a hand to her forehead, which felt icy cold to the touch.

The scenes from just now replayed, and her body visibly flushed crimson from head to toe.

The unbearable heat in her heart almost drove her mad, making her reach out to continue gripping her own pale neck.

The suffocating sensation from her memory returned, and she lay back on the bed, her feet dangling and trembling in the air.

After a long while, she released her hands.

Gasping for breath, she said, "Your Highness, Your Highness, why do you treat me this way?"

"Ruyan meant no harm; my entire heart belongs to you, Your Highness."

"Why... why won't you spare me even a glance?"

Liu Ruyan curled up in the brocade quilt, her once clear phoenix eyes now stained with thick darkness, allowing no light to penetrate.

Her slender fingers dug fiercely into the silk beneath her, her knuckles white, her body trembling violently from some internal conflict.

Gu Yun's image, like a nightmare, lingered in her mind.

What captivated her was not just his captivating grace, but also those unfathomable eyes when he looked down at her.

The icy touch that throttled her throat, the merciless scolding and humiliation... and the terrifying yet secretly desired sensation when his fingertips brushed her skin.

Fear intertwined with a twisted excitement, coiling around her heart like a vine, tightening its grip.

"I was wrong... Your Highness... Ruyan knows she was wrong..." She buried her face in the soft pillow, her voice muffled and tearful, as if repenting and pleading, "Ruyan will never presume to be clever again... never again..."

She cried out, her voice shrill.

But just a moment later, she suddenly lifted her head, her disheveled hair clinging to her sweaty cheeks, her dark eyes flashing with a possessive light.

"No! I'm not wrong!" Her voice suddenly became sharp, "I just want what I deserve! The imperial throne... and you! Your Highness! Only you are worthy of me! Only I can stand by your side!"

She stumbled out of bed and rushed to the dressing table, staring intently at her own dark-eyed, frenzied reflection in the mirror.

"Recognize myself... Your Highness wants me to recognize myself?"

"Hahaha, hahaha."

She extended a trembling hand, stroking the mirror as if simultaneously stroking Gu Yun's cold cheek: "I see it, I've seen it clearly... I want power, supreme power, and I want you, I want you."

"You are mine, Your Highness. You shattered my pride, so Ruyan will just have to cling to you for the rest of her life."

...Gu Yun, returning to Fenghua Academy, took all of this in, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "Is this... going dark?"

This was unexpected, yet reasonable; after all, given Liu Ruyan's personality, it wasn't realistic for her to completely fall into despair.

How could someone who was the protagonist of several scripts be simple?

"Do you still remember Liu Ruyan's second script—'Aren't You a Stand-in? How Did You Become a Succubus?'"

"Perhaps it was precisely because of this darkening that she embarked on the path of this script."

"Since it's a stand-in, it means someone who resembles me by three or four parts."

"Fate, oh Fate, you truly have a wicked sense of humor."

Gu Yun's lips curved slightly, his gaze fixed on the sky, yet it held a bone-chilling coldness.

The Protagonist trope had escaped and would now contact cultivators from the demonic sect.

"Who was it in the original script?"

"Oh, it was Youming."

Gu Yun smiled as he contacted the demonic seed, explaining to Youming about finding the Protagonist trope and the subsequent arrangements.

He instructed him to follow the Protagonist trope's plan precisely, making sure he didn't detect any flaws.

"In the face of Fate's power, the demonic seed's power might not be foolproof."

"However, as long as I don't temporarily disrupt the script's progression, forced intervention won't occur."

These were the rules of the game; Gu Yun had always been a good child, never overstepping, just occasionally using a small cheat, occasionally, the frequency depending on whether he wanted to continue playing.

The carriage sped by, quickly returning to the Fenghua Academy's territory.

Gu Yun did not hesitate, going directly to Qiu Yueci's small wooden house.

The already secluded environment became even more tranquil under the cover of night. Gu Yun landed softly, putting away his carriage.

"Grandmaster?"

He called softly but received no response, so he simply walked in.

Pushing open the slightly ajar wooden door, a scent of fresh grass and wood, stronger than usual, mixed with damp steam, wafted towards him.

There were no lights lit inside, only the faint moonlight filtering through the window lattice, casting dappled shadows on the floor.

His gaze passed through the simple hall, but Qiu Yueci's familiar voice was absent.

Gu Yun's steps did not falter; he directly and familiarly headed towards the inner courtyard.

He needed to report his judgment of Liu Ruyan to Qiu Yueci, and then he would have to return to the imperial palace.

After the battle in the Northern Territory, the Eternal Imperial Dynasty was to cede the Heavenly Thunder Domain to the Supreme Divine Dynasty, and naturally, someone was needed to handle the negotiations. Unfortunately, Gu Yun was a workaholic, directly assigned this laborious task by Liu Tianhuang.

Unable to find Qiu Yueci now, Gu Yun had no choice but to resort to this.

But as soon as he stepped through the inner chamber door, his nose caught a pleasant fragrance. Rounding a screen, Gu Yun suddenly saw a half-height wooden bathtub.

Misty hot steam swirled upwards like thin gauze, blurring his vision, yet it couldn't conceal the breathtaking sight within the tub.

The woman had her back to him, her ink-black hair wet and spread across her smooth back, the ends trailing in the water, intertwined with a few unknown petals floating on the surface.

The water reached just below her waist, revealing a large expanse of dazzlingly fair jade-like back.

Her delicate skin, flushed a faint pink from the hot water, had water droplets slowly sliding down her elegant spinal groove.

As if sensing someone approaching, the woman let out a soft call: "Senior Yueci? You're back?"

"I'm so sorry to trouble you; my trip was a bit hurried, and I forgot to bring my nightclothes. Could I borrow some for a moment?"

As she spoke, she slowly turned her head, and through the misty steam, a gracefully curved jawline and moist red lips were revealed.

Her demeanor was relaxed and at ease; it was clear that staying overnight at Qiu Yueci's place was quite normal for her, without any defensiveness.

It was only after a long silence that she opened her eyes, which had been obscured by the steam.

"What's wrong, Senior Yueci? Is something inconvenient...?"

As the image of the young man before her became clear, her voice froze in mid-air.

"Senior Yaya, if I say I didn't see anything, would you believe me?"

Gu Yun backed away, a dry smile on his face.