Shang Beiyu's eyes were dark and mottled, like a leopard lurking in the grass, its eyes fixed on its prey.

Unfortunately, Song Huiru mistook his silence and the way he stared at her for being attentive.

She felt that he had finally seen her potential, and that he had finally witnessed her outstanding performance.

"Come here," Shang Beiyu beckoned to Song Huilan.

"Your Excellency" Song Huilan walked over very obediently, her eyes and face full of love and admiration for Shang Beiyu.

Shang Beiyu handed Ji Fengxiao to her, his voice light and melodious like a gentle breeze caressing a wind chime: "This little boy, please take care of him for a few days. He is the son of my enemy; however, he is lively and adorable by nature, so you can treat him well, but remember not to reveal a single word about me."

Should we treat the son of our enemy better?

Song Huilan blinked her innocent almond-shaped eyes, her admiration for Shang Beiyu deepening in her gaze: "Your Excellency, you are truly kind-hearted. Huilan knows, Huilan will take care of him and won't say anything inappropriate to him."

"Okay, take him downstairs first. Focus on your studies and don't wander around unnecessarily," Shang Beiyu gently advised Song Huilan to leave.

"Alright, Your Majesty, please visit Huilan often." Although Song Huilan was somewhat reluctant, she obediently hugged Ji Fengxiao and left.

Song Huiru was initially surprised, thinking that Shang Beiyu thought more highly of Song Huilan.

Later, I heard that he only asked her to take care of the child, and that he immediately kicked her out after giving her the child.

The initial shock and displeasure in Song Huiru's heart vanished instantly, and her gaze towards Shang Beiyu was practically hooked.

Shang Beiyu turned around, meeting Song Huiru's hook-like gaze, and smiled lightly as she wished, her voice even more charming and seductive: "Your cultivation has improved a lot, but it is not enough. From today onwards, I will personally assist you in your cultivation."

"Really?" Song Huiru feigned a flattered and weak demeanor, leaning against Shang Beiyu with a soft moan, and said in a coquettish voice, "Your Excellency, you treat Huiru so well, Huiru has no way to repay you..."

"Then give me everything you have to repay me," Shang Beiyu's voice was still as melodious as a gentle instrumental piece, but his eyes were even colder.

"Yes, Your Excellency," Song Huiru said, clinging to Shang Beiyu like an octopus.

Shang Beiyu didn't push her away; he went along with whatever she wanted.

From this day forward.

Song Huiru then used all her charm to seduce Shang Beiyu, determined to keep him firmly in her grasp.

Shang Beiyu also practiced dual cultivation with her day and night, trying every means to help her improve her cultivation.

Within just one month.

Song Huiru's cultivation level was forcibly pushed to the Great Perfection of Core Formation by Shang Beiyu, just one step away from Nascent Soul Formation!

In the past month, Song Huiru has truly had everything she could want, enjoying immense success and prestige.

Although she also felt that her cultivation level was improving too fast, sometimes Shang Beiyu would forcefully pour spiritual power and demonic energy into her body, making her feel like she was about to explode. But after that, Shang Beiyu would gently and personally dredge her meridians.

That extreme tenderness was something she craved.

The only thing that Song Huiru felt was that Ji Fengyao, that bandit, wasn't in the capital and couldn't see her glory today!

The higher Song Huiru's cultivation level, the better.

The past mistreatment and torment she suffered at the hands of those bandits felt like thorns stuck in her heart, making her restless and unable to eat or sleep.

"No, those bandits are the shame of my two lifetimes, and I must avenge them!"

That night, Song Huiru looked at Shang Beiyu, who was sleeping peacefully beside her, and gritted her teeth in hatred. Finally, she tiptoed out of bed.