A low, wooden male voice reached her ears, and Feng Ninghe took in her surroundings.
Her own bed was empty, and Xin Xin had gone somewhere.
Somehow, she had ended up on Si Jianye's bed, clinging tightly to the man.
As the reality dawned on her, her expression immediately shifted, and her body stiffened.
"I don't know where Xin Xin went. I should go find her."
With those words, she quickly got up, intending to flee.
However, a strong, powerful hand firmly grasped her.
Si Jianye's intense, fiery eyes were locked onto her, his voice laced with a hint of devilish charm, "Feng Ninghe, you slept in my bed and now you think you can just turn and leave?"
His words struck a nerve, hitting the very core of Feng Ninghe's thoughts.
The tips of her ears instantly turned red, and her complexion became somewhat unnatural.
She indeed wanted to leave this place, to avoid facing Si Jianye.
After a moment, she composed herself, suppressing her emotions and forcing a neutral expression onto her face, "Then what do you want? At worst, I'll let you sleep in my bed."
Feng Ninghe subconsciously lowered her gaze to the bed beneath her.
As expected of the wealthy and powerful Underworld King, even his bed was a divine artifact.
"That won't do."
Si Jianye's lips curved slightly, a flicker of light appearing in his eyes, "Not everyone is allowed to lie on my bed."
His words held a hidden meaning.
Feng Ninghe raised a delicate eyebrow, patiently watching him, "Then what do you want?"
Si Jianye's handsome face was like a masterpiece crafted by the heavens, his half-parted lips as if coated in honey, making one restless. His voice was devilishly charming, "You slept in my bed, so you must take responsibility for me."
"Pfft..."
Feng Ninghe's eyes widened, a hint of astonishment in them.
She had merely lain there for a short while, and this man was demanding she take responsibility...
Si Jianye's lips curved upward slightly, a barely perceptible tenderness in his expression, "Feng Ninghe, from this day forward, I am yours. You must take responsibility for me."
Feng Ninghe became anxious, "Si Jianye, I merely touched your bed, and you want me to be responsible for you."
The Underworld King of the Western Nether Continent held noble status and was known to be unyielding.
Now, he was demanding responsibility from her.
The man nodded earnestly, his ink-black eyes like unfathomable obsidian.
"My bed is not for just anyone to covet. You are the first to have stayed on my bed, so naturally, you must take responsibility for me."
His devilish voice seemed to possess a captivating power.
Feng Ninghe's heart tightened.
She knew that for thousands of years, Si Jianye had never had a woman by his side. Countless people had tried to curry favor with him, but he had never paid them much attention.
She hadn't expected to be the first woman to ever lie on Si Jianye's bed.
After a moment, she collected her thoughts and, flustered, stood up, "Si Jianye, don't worry, I won't have slept in your bed for nothing. But responsibility is unnecessary, it's just a bed."
Although this bed was a divine artifact, it didn't warrant her taking responsibility just for touching it.
"Then how do you intend to compensate me?"
Si Jianye crossed his arms over his chest, quietly observing the woman before him. He lowered his gaze slightly, his eyes deep.
Feng Ninghe bit her lip.
She truly didn't know how to 'compensate' him.
The dignified Underworld King had everything he desired, lacking nothing.
What could she possibly offer?
Feng Ninghe's eyes flickered, her gaze sweeping over Si Jianye.
As if struck by an idea, her eyes lit up, and her voice became slightly lighter, "Underworld King, you are quite impatient. You already know what I will compensate you with so quickly, that would be no fun."
Feng Ninghe didn't linger in the room. She felt the atmosphere within was exceptionally strange.
Being with Si Jianye always felt peculiar.
Watching the woman depart, Si Jianye's usually cold, handsome face broke into a faint smile.
He was curious to see what 'surprise' Feng Ninghe would offer him.
On the vast grassland.
Si Xin Xin and Xiao Zhao were playing joyfully.
"Xiao Zhao, we haven't seen each other for so long, and you've grown so much taller than me."
Si Xin Xin tilted her head up, looking at Xiao Zhao, who was a head taller than her.
When they first met, Xiao Zhao had been the same height as her.
Now, he was so much taller.
Looking at Si Xin Xin, Xiao Zhao chuckled dismissively, "I am a Qilin. My growth rate is naturally beyond that of ordinary people. Besides, I am hundreds of years old."
A hundred years ago, he had already been following his master.
At that time, he couldn't yet transform into human form and could only accompany his master in his divine beast form.
Si Xin Xin finally showed a look of understanding.
"Xin Xin."
At that moment, a clear female voice rang out.
The familiar voice reached her ears, and a radiant smile instantly appeared on Si Xin Xin's face. She quickly turned her head to look.
The moment she saw Feng Ninghe, she excitedly dashed forward, "Mother, you're awake."
In no time, she leaped into Feng Ninghe's embrace.
Feng Ninghe gently stroked her little head, a soft smile on her face, "Xin Xin, why didn't you call me when you woke up?"
Si Xin Xin blinked her bright eyes and said without hesitation, "Mother, I saw you and Father sleeping, so I didn't make a sound. Xiao Zhao also woke up, so I came out to play with him."
"Sleeping?"
"Last night, Jianye didn't sleep with her, did he?"
Suddenly, a deep, slightly surprised male voice sounded.
Grandpa Luo, his hair white and his face wrinkled, was filled with astonishment.
His gaze continuously appraised Feng Ninghe before him.
The young girl before him was slender, her delicate face carrying a hint of coolness, and her white attire accentuated her graceful figure.
Her beauty was different from the alluring women in the world.
Even Grandpa Luo, who had seen countless people, couldn't help but look at Feng Ninghe a second time.
This young girl's appearance was indeed remarkable.
However, Si Jianye would never judge by appearance. What attracted him was never his looks.
This was Feng Ninghe's first time meeting Grandpa Luo, and she didn't know his identity, so she asked hesitantly, "Senior, who might you be?"
Si Xin Xin quickly interjected, "Mother, this is Grandpa Luo, Father's master."
Feng Ninghe instantly understood Grandpa Luo's identity and actively greeted him, "Senior, Xin Xin has told me about you. Thank you for taking care of Xin Xin all these years."
Si Jianye had been fatherless since childhood and had relied on his master.
This Grandpa Luo was himself a legendary figure.
Grandpa Luo's tone was somewhat urgent, "Young lady, answer my question quickly. Did you and Jianye sleep together last night?"
Si Jianye was like a block of wood, yet even he had a moment of blooming like an iron tree.
Grandpa Luo was incredibly curious.
Feng Ninghe's cheeks involuntarily flushed, and she quickly explained, "There were two beds in the room. Xin Xin and I slept together. After all, Xin Xin was raised by Si Jianye, so I couldn't directly separate them."
This was also her genuine thought.
She had been separated from Si Xin Xin for many years. Now that they were finally reunited, it was a time for them to get to know each other again.