The sound was faint, like a night owl gently walking across the ground, or like the whimpering of a cold wind blowing through a window crack.

Gongsun Yaoqin was instantly awakened from her sleep. Her eyes snapped open, and she looked warily toward the doorway.

"Yaoqin, come and sleep in my bed."

Just then, a deep and urgent voice, like an invisible thread, quietly entered her mind.

This voice was the secret message that Fang Han transmitted to her through his divine sense.

In an instant, Gongsun Yaoqin was struck as if by lightning, her mind went completely blank.

Her eyes widened in shock and confusion, and her heart began to pound uncontrollably, as if it were about to burst out of her chest.

"Could it be that Master likes me?"

This thought, like a pebble thrown into a still lake, stirred up a thousand waves in her once calm heart, leaving her momentarily at a loss.

For a moment, Gongsun Yaoqin froze on the bed, her body as if it were frozen in place, unable to make any movement.

Her mind was in chaos, a jumble of thoughts making it difficult for her to choose.

"hurry up!"

Immediately afterwards, Fang Han's somewhat anxious urging voice rang in her mind again through divine sense.

This urging was like a thunderclap in her chaotic thoughts, instantly bringing her back to her senses.

Before Gongsun Yaoqin could think, in a panic, she quickly burrowed into Fang Han's bed like a frightened fawn.

The moment Gongsun Yaoqin crawled into bed, with a "whoosh," the bamboo bed that had been placed in the corner of the room was instantly snatched away by an invisible hand and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

This was, of course, because Fang Han stored the bamboo bed into his magical Azure Dragon Ring.

At the same time, Fang Han gently wrapped his arm around Gongsun Yaoqin's soft body and pulled her into his embrace.

Gongsun Yaoqin felt her cheek pressed against Fang Han's warm chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat. For a moment, she was so nervous and shy that she dared not move, and even her breathing became cautious.

Soon, the door creaked open.

Princess Xiao Qingluan's graceful figure appeared at the doorway.

She held an oil lamp in her hand, the dim light flickering on her face.

When her gaze fell upon Fang Han and Gongsun Yaoqin, who were tightly embracing on the bed, her bright eyes instantly dimmed, and her face turned ashen, as white as paper.

"Princess, it's so late at night, you can't do this."

Fang Han opened his eyes at the opportune moment, his gaze carrying a hint of feigned helplessness and mockery, and looked at Princess Xiao Qingluan at the door.

"Bang!"

Princess Xiao Qingluan seemed to have been greatly shocked. Her hand suddenly loosened, and the oil lamp in her hand almost fell to the ground.

She bit her lower lip, tears welling in her eyes, slammed the door shut, and then turned and stormed off, her hurried footsteps echoing in the quiet corridor for a long time.

At this moment, Gongsun Yaoqin finally understood that Fang Han had suddenly asked her to crawl into bed only because he didn't want Princess Xiao Qingluan to discover that their so-called romantic relationship was fake.

She felt a mixture of disappointment and relief.

Disappointingly, my fantasy was just that—fantasy; thankfully, the whole thing didn't fall apart.

"Yaoqin, you can go back to sleeping on the bamboo bed now, or I can sleep on the bamboo bed too."

Fang Han spread his divine sense again, carefully sensing the surrounding movements. When he was sure that the princess had really left in a huff, he spoke.

He was actually a little flustered, after all, the female disciple he was holding in his arms had a really hot figure, and he was worried that he would lose control if he continued to hold her like this.

Soon, Fang Han used his divine sense to take the bamboo mat and bedding out of the Azure Dragon Ring.

"Master, what if the princess comes again? If we're going to put on an act, we should make it real."

But Gongsun Yaoqin said, almost as if possessed, "I think it would be better if you held me to sleep tonight. If the princess finds out that we were lying to her, things will get complicated."

After she finished speaking, her face burned.

Fortunately, the room was dark, which made her feel less embarrassed.

You're right.

Fang Han thought for a moment and said.

But after he said that, he felt a bit hot all over.

He could resist doing anything inappropriate while holding his beautiful apprentice for a short time, but who knew what might happen if he held her all night?