After boarding the aircraft, Ling Luo suddenly noticed that Ye Xingxue was nearby.

Detecting that he was the only person in Ye Xingxue's aircraft, Ling Luo parked the aircraft in an inconspicuous corner, put it away, and then disappeared from the spot.

Two seconds later, Ling Luo appeared inside Ye Xingxue's aircraft.

Inside the aircraft, Ye Xingxue was slowly turning the pages of a book.

Noticing that there was an extra person in the aircraft, Ye Xingxue looked up and met an unfamiliar face.

Ye Xingxue paused, then smiled and gently called out, "Luo Luo?"

"Um."

As Ling Luo responded, she removed the disguise talisman from her body, revealing her true appearance and attire. Looking at him, she asked, "How did you end up here?"

Seeing this, Ye Xingxue put down the book in her hand, stood up and gently hugged her, leaned down and kissed her lips, looking at her with a gentle smile and said, "I've come to take Luo Luo home."

"Oh..." Ling Luo obediently let him hold her, and looked up to ask Ye Xingxue, "Where are we going back to? The school or the palace?"

Ye Xingxue laughed: "Where does Luo Luo want to go back to?"

"Anything is fine."

Ye Xingxue thought that if she had known Ye Zhenyan would also be staying at the palace for dinner tonight, she probably wouldn't have said that.

Thinking of this, he smiled and was about to speak when he saw Ling Luo gently rub her face against his chest and yawn slightly.

Ye Xingxue paused in her smile, then gently cradled Ling Luo's small face in her arms, her tone softening: "Is Luo Luo sleepy?"

Ling Luo nodded: "Mm..."

During this month, she not only refined mecha array plates but also processed a large number of mecha. In addition, she used spiritual power to refine culture media and growth promoters suitable for the growth of spiritual plants. As a result, she consumed a lot of spiritual power and her body was actually a bit tired.

Ye Xingxue gently rubbed her temples and said softly, "If you're sleepy, Luo Luo, go to sleep. We'll eat when you wake up."

Ling Luo: "Okay."

They, as cultivators, basically don't need to sleep.

Occasionally, appropriate rest and sleep can also help them in their cultivation.

Conversely, if they do not get enough rest when they are tired, it will affect their cultivation over time.

She was indeed a little tired now, and he smelled so good. Leaning against him, Ling Luo felt both comfortable and at ease. She hugged Ye Xingxue's neck and slowly closed her eyes.

Her actions and expressions showed her dependence on him.

Ye Xingxue's heart instantly softened into a puddle of water.

He gently picked up Ling Luo, sat down, and whispered in her ear, "Okay, go to sleep."

"Um."

Ling Luo sat in Ye Xingxue's lap, adjusted to a more comfortable position, slowly emptied her spiritual consciousness, and soon fell asleep.

Ye Xingxue looked at Ling Luo, who was sleeping peacefully in his arms, and gently kissed her relaxed brow before starting to set up the route back to the palace.

A moment later, the aircraft left its original position and flew towards the royal palace.

Twenty minutes later, the aircraft slowly landed in front of the Prince's Palace.

After disembarking from the aircraft, Ye Xingxue gestured for the servants around her to be quiet, and silently carried Ling Luo upstairs.

Inside the room, Ling Luo was sleeping.

Ye Xingxue sat quietly on the edge of the bed, handling official business. Her gaze would occasionally drift past the computer screen and the documents on the table, landing on Ling Luo on the bed not far away.

As the sun set and darkness fell, his personal computer received a message from the night wind.

Night Breeze: I heard you guys are back? Will you come over for dinner later?

Ling Luo was fast asleep and it seemed she wouldn't wake up anytime soon.

Ye Xingxue turned her gaze away from Ling Luo's face and sent a message to Ye Feng: I will come over. Luo Luo is asleep, so I won't be coming.

After the message was sent, Ye Feng replied almost instantly: Oh?

With just a simple "oh," Ye Xingxue sensed a strong element of mockery within it.

Ye Xingxue: "..."

Night Breeze clearly misunderstood.

However, if Ling Luo wasn't tired...

Ye Xingxue exited the personal terminal, got up, walked to the bedside and sat down. Looking at Ling Luo's sleeping face, she held Ling Luo's small hand and gently kissed it.