A typical threat, Murong Chong saw that she was quite angry, and her hand was injured. His eyes were filled with light, and he said gently, "Xiao'er, tell me, if it's really my fault, I'll change."
This "I'll change" carried so much male pride.
This favored son of heaven, this arrogant and unrestrained man, probably had no such thing in his life's dictionary. Admitting fault, and then saying "I'll change."
Yun Xiao was somewhat stunned. She stared at him. In his vast, azure, deep eyes, there was sincerity, a love brewed like wine from the depths of his soul, strong and fragrant, allowing her to see it clearly.
It was simply because he hadn't been with women since childhood and hadn't had too many women, so he didn't understand women's thoughts. What fault did he have?
Yun Xiao suddenly smiled. The room was filled with the gentle breeze and dew. She reached out and tugged his ear, saying very seriously,
"From now on, no matter what you do, you must let me know."
"Is it because of this?"
Murong Chong was startled, then grumbled, "I thought you weren't interested."
"I'm not interested in court affairs or imperial power. But I care about you and want to know if you're okay, so I worry. I've never felt this way before. Now, because of you, I worry and always wonder if you're alright."
Yun Xiao mumbled, her voice getting lower as she spoke. But Murong Chong's entire face lit up, bathed in a soft glow, his smile deepening, his eyes filled with ecstasy and excitement. He no longer listened to what Yun Xiao said next, but leaned in and gave her a lingering, deeply affectionate, and extremely gentle kiss.
Yun Xiao was so dizzy from the kiss that her mind could no longer function. When he finally released her, she spoke weakly,
"Murong, why are you kissing me again?"
Murong Chong, arrogant, said righteously, "The first one was a punishment, the second is a reward."
He was visibly joyful and celebratory. He reached out, picked up Yun Xiao, and walked to the side to apply medicine. He opened the medicine box, found the disinfectant, and gently and carefully applied it to her finger. He was clumsy but very cautious, which warmed Yun Xiao's heart.
This man was so captivating. She loved him, not because of his outstanding appearance, but because of his heart, his heart that loved her deeply.
"You..."
Yun Xiao smiled like a summer flower, reaching out her jade hand to caress Murong's masked face. When, oh when, could he take off this mask and truly live.
As they gazed into each other's eyes, a voice came from outside the window.
"Master, Nong Ying wishes to see you."
"Alright, I understand," Murong Chong replied. He lowered his head and bandaged Yun Xiao's wound. It was a small wound, but he bandaged it as if she had suffered a great injury. Yun Xiao looked down at her finger, a faint smile on her lips, and let him be.
At this moment, Murong Chong held her, and his magnetic, low voice sounded again, "Do you want to go with me?"
"Okay."
Yun Xiao nodded. Since she had accepted him wholeheartedly, she naturally should know what he was doing. Moreover, as long as her abilities allowed, she would help them.
Murong Chong said no more, but instead embraced her and flashed towards the window. In the night, a woman's protest was faintly heard: "Murong, I can walk by myself."
Although her Qingyun Sixteen Steps lightness skill was not as strong as his, it was not much different. So, she didn't need him to always carry her. Helplessly, this man could change in some aspects, but in others, he wouldn't change even if beaten to death.
Fengyue Tower, with its dazzling lights and paper lanterns, was filled with a decadent atmosphere.
Murong Chong brought Yun Xiao in through the back, avoiding the eyes and ears of the building, and went straight to a secluded room.
The room was dimly lit, tranquil as water, with wisps of ethereal smoke curling up, filling the air with a clear fragrance. The light purple curtains swayed in the night breeze, graceful and magnificent.
As soon as Yun Xiao walked in, she gestured for Murong Chong to put her down. This time, Murong didn't make things difficult for her, knowing that if he pushed her too hard, she would turn against him on the spot, and they had important matters to attend to now.
The room was divided into outer and inner sections, with a row of jade beads in the middle, separating the two. The inner room only had a bed, and faintly, no one could be seen. It was only when they sat down that footsteps sounded at the door, and voices were heard.
"They've arrived."
"Mm."
With these exchanges, footsteps approached, clearly not one person, but two.
Yun Xiao looked up. The figure in front was, as she expected, Lan Qinglun. After a moment of surprise, Lan Qinglun understood. However, the woman who followed behind him hesitated for a long time before stepping forward.
In those charming eyes, there was surprise, disbelief, and astonishment, and finally, her steps were incredibly heavy.
This person was Mo Ruyan, the top courtesan of Yanzhi Tower, and also Canhong, one of the Four Great Protectors of the Divine Dragon Palace.
It was normal to see her here. Although Yun Xiao disliked it, she didn't express anything, and she hadn't disguised herself tonight.
This Mo Ruyan probably wouldn't connect her with Leng Yue, so even if she was overthinking things, it wouldn't matter.
In these few steps, how many thoughts had turned in everyone's minds in the room.
Lan Qinglun and Mo Ruyan bowed respectfully, "We greet the Palace Master."
Murong Chong waved his hand, signaling them to sit down. At this moment, another woman walked out from outside the door and respectfully and carefully served tea to everyone, then slowly withdrew.
Yun Xiao sipped her tea lightly, slowly scanning Canhong, Mo Ruyan. This woman's gaze was full of jealousy and hatred. She knew she liked Murong, but this hatred was too unreasonable.
She had met their master later. If Murong truly liked her, they would have been a couple long ago. Why accept her?
Moreover, she knew Murong's character well. He was not a man who liked others easily.
Although she didn't quite understand why she had such a fate to make him firmly choose her.
The room was quiet for a moment before Lan Qinglun's voice rang out, "Palace Master, the Ye family has already been imprisoned. I think our military authority should be obtained soon."
All their preparations were in place, waiting only for the military authority.
As soon as the military authority was in hand, everything could change quickly.
Among the four great protectors, Luehua, Nongying, and Canhong, only Canhong did not understand why the master wanted to obtain military authority. She only thought that the master's ambition was too great and that he wanted to be emperor.
Except for her, others had vaguely known why their master was doing this, but no one had broken the silence. Therefore, Mo Ruyan did not know Murong Chong's true identity. He was still the Crown Prince of Dong Qin, the future Emperor.
As soon as Lan Qinglun finished speaking, the room fell silent. Murong Chong's eyes, like a deep abyss, flashed with sharpness as he calculated if there would be any unexpected problems.
Yun Xiao took a shallow sip of tea and said softly, "Not necessarily."