It is very difficult for a mouse to escape from a cat's mouth.
Especially since this mouse had fallen into the cat's den.
After the incident involving the Holy Maiden of the Demonic Cult, Yue Qingling decided that from now on she would just stay in the Empress's courtyard and not go anywhere else.
But Huang Xinyan told him that he should not give up eating because of a minor setback.
He needs to use a positive and enthusiastic attitude to fight for a chance to survive.
Yue Qingling had no other choice, and he performed better and better.
The beautiful little immortal is now as docile as a little rabbit.
Every day, he served Leng Feiran her meals and daily needs.
She did the laundry, cooked, and dressed the empress; her service, from the inside out, was flawless.
At first, Leng Feiran wanted to see his true feelings, but later she became immersed in the gentle and wealthy life.
What else is there to see?
From any perspective, Yue Qingling had absolutely no hope of escaping.
Leng Feiran gradually stopped caring about him.
This is a habit, and habits can lower a person's vigilance.
Leng Feiran doesn't have much ambition right now; the Demonic Sect needs to recuperate.
She also needs to relax.
The Qingyue Sect's previous model was too radical, which always made enemies from all sides and eventually made it the target of everyone's criticism.
The once-prosperous Qingyue Sect has been branded a demonic sect.
She thought it was quite impressive at the time.
Once she dons the phoenix coronet and embroidered robe, she becomes the Empress of the Demonic Sect.
In hindsight, the nail that sticks out gets hammered down.
One must remain low-key in one's spiritual practice.
Therefore, Leng Feiran began to take charge of the sect's production work.
She wasn't the kind of woman Shen Rongrong thought she was, hopelessly infatuated with men.
After feeling that she had successfully reformed Yue Qingling, Leng Feiran began to work on reforming Qingyue Sect.
During the day, she would supervise various tasks.
With the Empress's supervision, all kinds of work, such as land reclamation, alchemy, formations, and equipment manufacturing, are thriving.
Qingyue Sect has shown signs of recovery.
The empress regained her competence.
But the saintess became confused and disoriented.
She now keeps a close eye on Leng Feiran's movements every day. As soon as Leng Feiran is away, she immediately sneaks off to her master's courtyard to meet with Yue Qingling.
She, who initially hated Yue Qingling to the core, is now experiencing the sweetness of love.
It turns out that being with someone you like really can be very happy.
Today is no exception.
Shen Rongrong followed Yue Qingling closely, watching him do housework while excitedly saying, "Master has been working very hard lately. The entire Qingyue Sect is running smoothly. I think it won't be long before this barren land of the Nine Netherworlds becomes a paradise."
"Junior Brother Yue, what do you think?"
She just wanted to hear Yue Qingling speak.
Yue Qingling was tidying up Leng Feiran's jewelry box.
The Demonic Empress has too much jewelry; if she doesn't take care of it every day, it will become a mess.
If Leng Feiran can't find the jewelry she wants, then Yue Qingling will suffer.
His hands kept moving, and he said with a smile, "Master is indeed very capable."
After saying this, a hint of worry appeared on his face.
Master is so capable...
Shen Rongrong noticed her beloved's sorrow, and she came over with great understanding and took Yue Qingling's hand.
"Junior Brother Yue, don't worry too much, just wait... wait until..."
"When will you be able to rescue me? Only after your master abdicates?"
Yue Qingling was a little annoyed. He pulled his hand away, his pretty face full of disappointment.
Seeing her beloved's disappointment, Shen Rongrong felt extremely distressed.
She fell in love with someone she shouldn't have, but she was powerless to stop it.
"Qingling, I will try my best..." Shen Rongrong said softly, feeling wronged.
Yue Qingling sighed and gently reached out to pull Shen Rongrong's hand.
"Senior sister, it's not your fault. It's my fault for wanting too much."
He said gently but desperately, "Tomorrow is my birthday. Will you come to see me tomorrow?"
"Yes, yes, I will definitely come!" Shen Rongrong nodded firmly.
"I want to eat oranges. I miss the oranges from Yunlin Mountain."
"I'll definitely get it for you!"
...
Shen Rongrong is gone.
She comes here every day for secret rendezvous, but the time cannot be too long.
Yue Qingling breathed a sigh of relief when she realized that no one was in the room.
He then turned his gaze inward.
"Auntie, how did I do just now?"
Huang Xinyan was meditating quietly when she heard Yue Qingling's question. She smiled and said, "You're already very good at coaxing girls."
"It's all thanks to your excellent teaching, Auntie. So tonight..."
Yue Qingling hesitated for a moment and didn't continue.
Huang Xinyan sighed: "Qingling, this is the last step."
Tomorrow is the day your spiritual core is unlocked; you must persevere!
Yue Qingling sat in the chair in silence for a long time.
Will I be able to escape successfully tomorrow?
Leng Feiran returned on time.
She rushed into the room, her eyes filled with exhaustion and weariness.
Yue Qingling had already prepared everything she needed to enter the house.
The Empress sat on a bamboo chair, one arm supporting her forehead, indicating that things hadn't gone so smoothly that day.
Yue Qingling served him carefully.
Leng Feiran came to her senses, and her mood improved.
But she didn't move.
When it was almost time, Yue Qingling helped Leng Feiran change into clean wooden clogs.
He quietly and skillfully brought over a plate of prepared fruit.
Leng Feiran took a couple of bites casually, then said indifferently, "Alright, I'm not eating anymore. I need to change my clothes. Ugh, so annoying."
Yue Qingling was finally able to get up and serve.
He gently and carefully removed Leng Feiran's headdress and combed her hair with a wooden comb.
“Ling’er, many people in the sect are getting restless. They feel that life is too peaceful and not as lively as before.”
Leng Feiran seemed to be asking him a question, but she was actually talking to herself.
The Qingyue Sect has now transformed, and many disciples cannot stand these strict rules and regulations, so naturally there are more complaints.
But Leng Feiran didn't want to follow the same old path, otherwise she would be besieged by various forces again.
As for those who complain...
"snort!"
Leng Feiran snorted coldly.
She suddenly looked at Yue Qingling coldly, her voice filled with murderous intent, and said, "Ling'er, what do you think should be done with the traitors?"
Yue Qingling's heart tightened, and he muttered softly, "I'll leave it to Master to decide."
"Oh? Then tell me, what should be done with someone who plans to escape?"
Leng Feiran's words startled Yue Qingling so much that she almost knelt down.
Has she discovered something?
Impossible!
If they've discovered it, how can I still be speaking here?
He calmed himself down and, trembling, said, "Lock me in the dungeon and make me reflect on my actions."
"You're still too soft-hearted."
Leng Feiran wasn't targeting him. She gave a self-deprecating laugh and then asked.
Has Rongrong contacted you recently?
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