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"Does the prince consort wish to stay at the temporary palace for a while?"

Early in the morning, the princess got up and sat in front of her dressing table, where her maids helped her apply makeup and do her hair.

"Why not? Since it's the prince consort's idea, go and make preparations. We'll set off after we've had our meal."

The personal maid obeyed the order and left immediately.

Rong Yan didn't care about anything else and waited in the princess's courtyard before dawn.

When the maid saw the prince consort, she repeated the urging tone in his words.

"The prince consort is waiting outside, why didn't you say so sooner?" The princess hurriedly got up, thankfully her makeup was still intact.

The maid bowed, looking terrified, and said, "This servant deserves to die a thousand deaths, please forgive me, Princess."

"Never mind, never mind." The prince consort is more important. The princess passed by, a fragrant breeze wafting by, the pearl flowers at her temples trembling.

"When did the prince consort arrive? Are you getting impatient?" The princess eagerly stepped forward, calmly took Rong Yan's hand, and scrutinized his face.

Seeing this appearance always brought her great joy.

"No rush." ​​Rong Yan smiled faintly, his whole demeanor as gentle as a spring breeze.

"Your Highness, the carriage is ready," a maidservant reported from outside. The princess took Rong Yan's hand and boarded the carriage.

Inside the carriage, Rong Yan leaned against the wall, sometimes closing his eyes, sometimes deep in thought.

He remained silent, his brows slightly furrowed, looking preoccupied.

"Is something on your mind, Prince Consort?" the princess asked, her voice filled with deep concern.

He forced a perfunctory smile. "No."

"I am your wife, there are some things you don't need to hide from me, my husband." As soon as she finished speaking, her slender white hand cupped Rong Yan's large palm.

"The journey is bumpy, Princess, please take care of yourself." He gently moved her hand away and placed it on her lap.

“Even if the prince consort doesn’t say it, I know in my heart that he likes Fairy Qingyi.” The princess lowered her eyes slightly, her words filled with a sense of loneliness.

This woman must have taken the wrong medicine, or perhaps she's been possessed by an evil spirit. She's acting so infatuated. If it weren't for the fact that his life was in her hands, Rong Yan himself would have believed her words.

Rong Yan looked at her and said, “It must be someone spreading rumors. Princess, you don’t need to pay any attention to it.”

"Yes, my husband and I are a loving couple. I just need to trust him." The princess smiled, suddenly realizing the truth.

The imperial palace on the outskirts of the capital was too far away. By the time Lin Yueyao arrived, Rong Yan's carriage was still on its way.

Local officials sent people early in the morning to clean the palace spotless. Lin Yueyao got off the carriage and chose a room as her resting place.

Benben is lively by nature, so let him be. As long as it's not excessive, he can stay wherever he wants.

For Lin Yueyao, changing locations simply meant finding a new place to cultivate, as long as it provided shelter from the wind and rain; there was no need to make it too precious.

Lin Yueyao went into the house and didn't come out for a long time. The Crown Prince had never been to the palace before. After the palace servants left, he played around with Benben and wandered around.

Upon hearing of the Crown Prince's arrival, officials from various places paid homage the following day and presented many gifts.

To win the favor of his future crown princess, he inquired everywhere about her preferences. Hearing that she was born into a family of immortals and that her master was an ancestor of the Joseon Dynasty, he thought this marriage would strengthen their kinship ties.

He somehow acquired some spiritual cultivation manuals that could enhance one's cultivation during sexual intercourse. These books were described in vivid detail, complete with illustrations and annotations, and were covered in gold and jade, making them seem like ordinary techniques. The prince obtained them and gave them all to Lin Yueyao.

Besides the books, there were also some unidentified pills.

The emperor had few children, but at least he had a princess and a crown prince as his only sons.

The Crown Prince alone did not indulge in women, and he did not even have a close confidant by his side.

Having finally found a woman he liked, the official naturally tried every means to win her over.

There were even rumors that the Crown Prince had some unspeakable problem in that area, which is why he hadn't kept a single concubine in his household all these years.

Therefore, among the treasures presented this time, those pink elixirs quietly entered the Crown Prince's palace.

However, in the eyes of the officials, the crown prince was nothing more than an empty shell, a usurper in name only, his insides already rotten to the core.

On this day, the princess and her husband arrived outside the palace, catching the crown prince off guard with their sudden visit.

Lin Yueyao was quite frank; besides cultivating, she spent her days figuring out how to cook delicious food.

For some reason, Rong Yan's residence was located opposite Lin Yueyao's bedroom, so whenever he went out or returned home, they inevitably bumped into each other.

At times like these, Rong Yan would try to smile and say, "Master..."

His response was either a dashing figure turning away or the sound of a door closing.

Until this day, there was a beautiful place on the outskirts of the capital. After staying in the palace for a long time, Benben inevitably felt bored and kept nagging to go out and play.

After speaking with the prince, the two demons immediately agreed to go out for a trip together in the future.

If we only invited the Crown Prince, it would be too austere, so Benben also invited the Moon Fairy.

Since the Crown Prince is going, Rong Yan will naturally go as well, and he must also bring the princess with him.

The group changed out of their heavy clothes and into lighter attire. Benben, who couldn't ride a horse, rode in a carriage with the princess.

The rest rode horses to a scenic spot outside the capital, where there were fertile fields with seas of flowers, ancient trees reaching for the sky, and birds circling overhead.

The accompanying palace maids and guards were stationed a hundred miles away.

Benben got off the carriage, plunged into the grass, and rolled around. Beneath him were the compacted grass roots, and the grassy juice soaked his clothes.

Soon, Benben's clothes were all wet.

The princess summoned a palace maid to help Benben onto the carriage to change clothes.

After strolling for a while, I realized that the Misty Sect was far removed from the mundane world, and its scenery was truly unique.

Lin Yueyao, feeling listless, took a few steps away.

Rong Yan had been trying to find an opportunity to speak, but Lin Yueyao was unwilling to talk to him. He followed behind Lin Yueyao, which was noticed by the princess beside him.

"How about we go hunting?" the prince suggested. Under the guise of hunting, they could also change things up, since drinking too much human blood could easily lead to weight gain.

The guards had prepared bows and arrows and brought in several well-fed horses.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Yueyao mounted her horse, snatched the bow and arrows, put them on her shoulder straps, and rode into the dense forest.

Rong Yan immediately followed, and the Crown Prince's troops split into two groups, mounted their horses, and plunged into the forest.

Benben also wanted to go, but thinking that after he left, the princess would be all alone and would inevitably be neglected, and that the princess didn't seem to be a bad person, he comforted her, saying, "Princess, please don't worry, I will catch a rabbit for you."

Having said that, he slipped away into the deep forest.

It had been a long time since she had indulged herself so freely. Lin Yueyao tightened the reins, and the horse beneath her immediately stopped.

Lin Yueyao raised her hand, took out a cold arrow from the quiver behind her, drew back the bowstring, and aimed the arrow at a small rabbit in the grass.

Several pink baby rabbits were nursing beside the little rabbit; their soft skin revealed the blood vessels flowing beneath.

An arrow was shot out, the arrowhead embedded in the ground, and the rabbit picked up the baby rabbit and burrowed into the hole.

Hunting rabbits is boring; if you're going to hunt, hunt something fierce.

At that moment, a wild goose flew overhead. Lin Yueyao shifted her target and fired a cold arrow. Midway through the arrow's flight, another arrow struck the wild goose.

As the wild goose fell, Lin Yueyao turned around, and behind her stood Rong Yan, bow in hand.

"My senior sister and I are truly of one mind," Rong Yan said with a smile.

Lin Yueyao remained silent, spurred her horse, and rode away, whipping it into the air.

Rong Yan immediately followed, "Senior Sister—"

Still ignoring him, he grew anxious. "Senior Sister, are you really going to marry that Crown Prince?"

Lin Yueyao turned her head and glanced at him, her meaning unspoken.

"Senior sister, listen to me—"

She didn't want to listen and quickened her pace.

Rong Yan gritted his teeth, lightly touched the ground with both feet, and flew off the horse, landing on the horse where Lin Yueyao was.

The abandoned horses, as if they had lost their way, plunged into a deep pit.

The horse Rong Yan was riding was originally a pair with the one Lin Yueyao was riding. When it saw one of them injured and let out a pitiful neigh, it turned around uncontrollably and returned the way it came, throwing both of them off.

Realizing that its master was in danger, Wenqing flew out automatically and caught the two of them.

With Rong Yan's close protection, Lin Yueyao was unharmed, but Rong Yan suffered some hardship.

She went to look at his wound, but he hid from her and wouldn't let her see. Lin Yueyao got up to leave, and a hot tear dripped onto the back of her hand.

His crying left her somewhat at a loss; she couldn't stand his crying and had no way to deal with it.

Lin Yueyao forcefully lifted his chin and commanded, "Let me see."

The chin was somewhat soft, and it felt like dough when pinched, which Lin Yueyao thought was not bad.

Forced to raise her head, her eyes were filled with tears, it was hard to tell whether it was from pain or grievance.

Seeing this, Lin Yueyao's heart softened a little.

"It hurts..." he said, grimacing.

"It hurts so much—" she said, her words sharp, as she loosened his sleeve and acted gently.

Half of my arm was scraped raw, and the abrasions were still bleeding.

Ordinary people's clothes are all show and no substance. Lin Yueyao couldn't help but ask, "Where are your disciple robes? Who told you not to wear them?"

Even a simpleton knows to wear clothes, but he insists on dressing up as a pheasant.

She had disliked his clothes for a long time, so she decided to strip them off. Lin Yueyao started tearing at his clothes.

Unable to explain clearly, Rong Yan quickly protected himself, saying, "Even if Senior Sister wants to force me, she should wait until I'm feeling better."

"Dream on." Lin Yueyao slapped him on the head, but with too much force, hitting his wound and making him hiss in pain.

Lin Yueyao dared not move again and took out medicine to treat her abrasions from her pouch.

After they finished applying the ointment, the two horses returned sometime later and stopped in front of them.

Rong Yan was injured and unable to ride a horse, so Lin Yueyao led the horse back along the original route.

They found the goose that the two of them had shot down on the road and took it back with them.

Just then, cries for help came from the Crown Prince.

Birds and beasts fluttered about, a sign of the mighty tiger, king of the mountains.

The prince ran frantically for help, hoping to get a change of food, but he ended up disturbing a wild beast.

As a demon, he had the strength to fight against this tiger with no cultivation, but for some reason, after wearing a mortal's skin for a long time, he gradually forgot his identity as a demon.

My first reaction was to run for my life.

A tiger appeared, and the prince, terrified, ran out of the deep forest and fell headlong into a sea of ​​flowers. The tiger leaped and brushed past the prince's face.

At this moment, the princess is sitting in the middle of a sea of ​​flowers, picking bright flowers and weaving them into beautiful bracelets, which she will then personally put on her husband when he returns.

Unexpectedly, a ferocious beast ran out of the mountains and pounced on her.

The maids around her scattered in fright, but the princess stood there, stunned.