Chapter 47 was absolutely thrilling!

The old ancestor was determined to die.

Beside the bed was a landscape screen, behind which hung some of Duan Jiuyou's usual clothes. To the side was a dressing table with various headdresses. Duan Jiuyou picked out a set of his usual clothes for entertaining guests, took a flower crown, tidied himself up briefly, and then came out again.

She still couldn't understand why Bai Yanxing had come to this, and feeling uneasy, her face was filled with worry.

Seeing her face contorted with worry, like a pleated bun, Di Jiang couldn't help but laugh and say, "Why are you so troubled? You're an immortal being. What can the sky falling or the earth collapsing do to you? There's no need to worry so much. If I'm not mistaken, Bai Yanxing must have come for the matter of Yanshan."

"Flame Mountain?" Duan Jiuyou was taken aback.

She did agree with Bai Yanxing to go to Yanshan to pick vines today, but it was just dawn, and it was too early to go to court. Was it really necessary to be in such a hurry?

Moreover, this mission was carried out by the Ao clan alone, so there's no reason for the Emperor to come personally.

Duan Jiuyou said, "Is Bai Yanxing going to Yanshan to watch the battle? Does he have that much free time?"

"You'll find out when you get there."

Di Jiang got off the bed and changed into a dark blue wide-sleeved robe with python patterns as he walked. The silk ribbon that tied his hair was replaced with a jade crown, and the cloud-patterned boots on his feet had subtle floating patterns.

One moment he was a lazy, frivolous scoundrel lounging in his beautiful wife's boudoir, the next he transformed into a well-dressed, aloof, and noble leader of the Wilderness Clan.

Changing clothes is much easier for magic cultivators than for martial arts cultivators. As long as they have clothes in their storage pouch, they can switch clothes at will using magic.

However, at this moment, Duan Jiuyou's attention was not on these things, but rather on—

"You're coming with me?"

She was worried that Bai Yanxing would find him here, but he was fine, he changed his clothes as if nothing had happened and was going to meet a guest.

Why not?

Di Jiang asked with his eyes.

It's not like he can't be seen by people.

Di Jiang looked completely at ease, while Duan Jiuyou seemed quite surprised by the comparison.

The faint morning light illuminated his usually serene face, which clearly showed no emotion, yet Duan Jiuyou could still sense a murderous aura emanating from him.

Duan Jiuyou was afraid that he still remembered his goal of taking Bai Yanxing's hands and eyes yesterday, so he chased after him and coaxed him.

“You’re still feeling weak, why would you want to see him? I’ll just go out and say a few words to him and then come back.”

Di Jiang kept walking: "If it's a social engagement, why can't I be included? Is there anything you're saying that I can't listen to?"

Duan Jiuyou thought he was being paranoid, so he grabbed his waist and dragged him into the bedchamber: "It's not that I don't want you to listen, it's just that you haven't recovered yet and need to rest. Otherwise, I won't go either! Let Bai Yan go, okay?"

He looks thin, but when he puts his strength into it, Duan Jiuyou can't do anything to him.

The two entangled in front of the bedchamber. Duan Jiuyou wrapped her arms around his slender waist and couldn't help but admire Di Jiang's good physique. He had a double-deer jade belt around his waist, which was cold to the touch. She placed her hands on it, trying to warm it up.

When she gets naive, she's like a brainless calf. If she used her brain even a little, she would have thought that someone like Di Jiang would never be so impulsive as to clash with Bai Yanxing at this time.

Di Jiang smiled and patted her hand that was clasped around his waist.

Aren't you tired?

She was panting heavily from exhaustion, fearing something might happen to him; what he wanted to see was her worrying about him.

Duan Jiuyou realized he was teasing her when she heard his teasing tone.

She was so angry that she let go of Di Jiang and was about to leave when Di Jiang transformed into a wolf cub and jumped into her arms. He stretched out his furry wolf paws, grabbed her arm, and said, "Don't be angry. I'll accompany you to see him wearing this wolf skin. Aren't you worried?"

Duan Jiuyou gritted his teeth: "Are you afraid I won't trust you, or are you worried about me and Bai Yanxing?"

She only recently discovered that Di Jiang was extremely petty. He had never cared about her before, and wouldn't have bothered to care if she died outside. Now, however, he was inseparable from her, as if he wanted to tie her to his waist.

Her understanding of this was that he finally regarded her as one of his own and was wholeheartedly working with her to reclaim the throne, but he still didn't trust her and always had to be wary of her being bribed by Bai Yanxing, so he had to be cautious about everything.

"There's really nothing between me and him," Duan Jiuyou emphasized repeatedly.

"Who knows what got into him that made him want to apply medicine to your wound again."

Di Jiang nestled comfortably in Duan Jiuyou's arms, his tone unpredictable, his eyes filled with disdain.

"My injury has healed, why would I need to apply it again?" Duan Jiuyou said.

"If it's okay this time, there will be a next time. My people are impatient with him interfering. If they really get hurt, it's my problem. Why do I need his fake kindness?"

Duan Jiuyou was about to argue when he suddenly changed his tone: "Besides, isn't it good that I'm by your side? I can help you deal with whatever happens. We are one, and we should face things together."

Duan Jiuyou was taken aback: "Why does this sound so awkward to me? People say that husband and wife are one, but we are not husband and wife, so how can you make such a comparison?"

Di Jiang said casually, "The relationship between ruler and subject is also one. It is not necessary to be husband and wife to advance and retreat together. Besides, you and I not only have the feelings of ruler and subject, but also the joy of sharing the same bed. When you take it all in, we are even closer than husband and wife."

The mere mention of sharing a bed made Duan Jiuyou feel uneasy.

She felt something was very strange last night! It was all because of that pill of his, but since she was the one who asked him for it, she couldn't throw a tantrum, so she stammered, "Don't mention that..."

"Then let's not talk about it. Just take me there obediently, and I promise I won't cause you any trouble."

Di Jiang's wolfish eyes narrowed, revealing a smile. His coaxing and deceitful manner was incredibly alluring, even more so than a vixen's, and she was completely captivated by it!

"Are you sure Bai Yanxing won't notice?" Duan Jiuyou was still uneasy.

Di Jiang ignored her, seemingly feeling that such a stupid question was not worth answering.

"Then you're not allowed to speak later," Duan Jiuyou couldn't help but instruct.

"Um."

"Could you please stop rubbing against my chest?"

"I didn't rub against you." Lord Wilderness said calmly, resting his head on a soft pillow. "I'm just tired and wanted to find a comfortable place to lean against."

That's absolutely shameless!

Bai Yanxing had been sitting in the Earthly Rest Palace for a while. Duan Jiuyou had a habit of sleeping in late, and he always felt that it was a bother to him to come too early.

The disciples felt very apologetic that their ancestor had failed to greet the Emperor immediately, unaware that Bai Yanxing was also troubled by disturbing Duan Jiuyou's peaceful dream.

His feelings for her were utterly sincere; what emperor would worry about whether his ministers had slept well before seeking their counsel? Yet, he was just that kind of person. If it weren't for her disciples running so fast, he might have even considered waiting another half an hour before sending word.

What time did she go to sleep last night?

Bai Yanxing drank half a cup of tea and greeted the disciples of the Earthly Rest Palace standing to one side.

"last night……"

The disciple pondered, thinking to himself, "That's incredibly exciting! A lover of our ancestor has come here; the two of them argue and then sleep together, wake up and then argue again, then sleep together again..."

She certainly couldn't tell the Emperor about the Ancestor's private affairs, so she only said that she went to bed very early: "I went to catch up on sleep as soon as I returned from the Hall of Diligent Governance. Our Ancestor is a heavy sleeper, so please wait a moment, Your Majesty."

Bai Yanxing said, "It's alright. She committed suicide some time ago, so she must have exhausted a lot of energy. It's normal for her to be sleepy."

The disciple smiled sheepishly, genuinely admiring this emperor.

He not only understood the court priestess's repeated reckless behavior, but also worried that she was "tired of dying" and needed rest, which was unprecedented among the previous nine emperors.

"Thank you for your understanding, Your Majesty."

As the disciple sincerely expressed his gratitude and wished to offer the Emperor some more tea and refreshments, a petite and elegant figure appeared outside the hall.

Old Master Duan made a grand entrance, dressed in a lotus-root-colored long dress, with a cattail-colored brocade robe over it, and a jade crown adorned with the morning glow.

She was smiling from the moment she entered, exuding an air of "I'm here to socialize." Lifting her skirt with her left hand as she stepped over the threshold, she greeted Bai Yanxing, saying, "I was unaware of Your Majesty's arrival. Please forgive my lack of hospitality."

Bai Yanxing put down his teacup and snorted inwardly.

What he least wanted to see was Duan Jiuyou socializing with him. He was so careful even when he saw her, afraid of disturbing her, his heart filled with inappropriate private feelings. On the contrary, she adopted the attitude of a ruler and subject, treating him as an outsider.

However, one cannot hit a smiling face, so Bai Yanxing raised his hand and smiled politely: "Priest, there's no need for such formalities."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

But if you say she was being distant, she didn't perform the courtier's salute; she simply nodded and that was it. Her arms were loosely clasped together.

Bai Yanxing initially thought she was wearing a fur sleeve to warm her hands, but when she got closer, he realized that she was holding a wolf cub in her arms.