sleeping in the same bed
"I don't believe it—"
Rong Yan stood up in a fit of rage, smashing a teacup. "Why did Senior Sister marry him?!"
The teacup shattered on the ground, and the fragrant tea spilled out, flowing down the stone steps and into the cracks in the stone.
"That would be perfect. You're going to marry me, and she'll get married too. It's a win-win situation," the princess said calmly, offering comfort instead of anger.
Rong Yan couldn't hold back and turned to leave.
The personal maidservant, seeing the mess, was anxious and summoned servants to clean it up before asking, "Why didn't the princess stop it?"
If we let him go, aren't we afraid that Wen Weijun will change her mind?
The princess, confident of success, finished her tea and said, "He will return."
Inside the palace, Rong Yan landed smoothly, but the guards outside the palace gates stopped him.
"How dare you trespass on such a private place!" the guard roared, not allowing him to approach even a step closer.
"Get out of here—"
Rong Yan unleashed his spiritual power, causing the spiritual light to surge. Before the guards could even get close, they were thrown back by the light emanating from him, crying out in pain.
He rushed into the deep palace in a great hurry. Benben, seeing him appear, flapped her arms and ran towards him, crying, "Master—"
There was no time for reminiscing; Rong Yan slapped him away with a single blow. His clumsy body arced through the air before landing in the flowerbed under the eaves.
When he got up, his clothes were covered in flower and grass leaves, and he was covered in mud.
He spat a few times, blew his nose, and coughed for a while before finally shaking it all off.
Benben quickly got up, dusted himself off, and followed Rong Yan after him.
"Master—Master—"
You've gone the wrong way; the Moon Fairy's room isn't here.
Rong Yan went around in a big circle before finally finding Lin Yueyao's room.
He stopped in front of the door, his hand hovering in mid-air, not falling. After a long while, he asked with obvious displeasure, "Senior sister, are you inside?"
Lin Yueyao was present, of course. Unlike him, who was about to marry the princess, she was meditating on the couch, taking this opportunity to cultivate her mind and body in order to improve her magic.
Even if you ignore me, I'll still know.
Benben followed, and from observing their expressions over the past few days, he knew that the two were having a fight.
The guards chased into the courtyard, and Benben immediately bared his teeth and claws to stop them.
"I know you're angry with me, but please forgive me this time. I really had no other choice," Rong Yan pleaded humbly, his eyes suddenly lowered.
Lin Yueyao frowned secretly inside the room.
"After I marry the princess, I will personally apologize to my senior sister." Rong Yan's tone rose as he solemnly promised, "Please, senior sister, do not marry him."
Lin Yueyao, who was meditating, clenched her fists. The worst thing in cultivation is to be distracted, especially with such a fussy junior brother making noise outside.
She was getting a little impatient, and Wenqing noticed that she was distracted, so he hurriedly calmed her down.
The room was completely silent, as if no one was there. The weeping and the sorrow resonated with Wen Qing; he could feel her presence.
So he appealed to her emotions and persuaded her again: "Senior sister, I'm begging you."
"What about the Crown Prince...?"
He's not a good person, he's... a demon.
From the moment he saw the crown prince, he knew that the prince was a demon.
Lin Yueyao remained silent and did not respond. Rong Yan thought there was no hope left, and his clenched fist slammed against the door frame.
"Ouch—"
Benben fell to the ground. Even though he had demonic power, he dared not use it rashly and was provoked by several big men.
The Crown Prince rushed over and, upon seeing Rong Yan, bowed respectfully.
"Lord Wenwei," the Crown Prince said with a smile.
"You bitch, what exactly did you do to Senior Sister?!" Rong Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on the back of his hands were clearly visible and bulging.
He punched the prince to the ground, shouting, "Why did my senior sister agree to marry you without a word?!"
"What exactly is the reason for this?"
Rong Yan was furious, his blood boiling, and he grabbed the Crown Prince by the neck and lifted him above his head.
"presumptuous--"
"Release His Highness immediately—"
The guards were on high alert and drew their swords.
The dazzling flashes of the blades blinded Benben. He fell to the ground, and just as he was about to get up, a guard stepped on him.
He's a wolf, not a dog, so why should he be trampled underfoot?
Foolish Ben got angry and bit the guard's foot. The guard cried out in pain and pulled his foot back. Foolish Ben seized the opportunity and immediately ran back to Rong Yan's side.
The crown prince's eyes rolled back as he was being choked, and his face turned purplish-blue. He waved his hand with difficulty, signaling the guards to leave.
The guards, not daring to take the risk, withdrew from the palace, swords in hand.
"It must be you who bewitched my senior sister, that's why she was deceived by you!!" Rong Yan was so angry that he started to speak recklessly.
"I... I didn't..." The prince was speechless. The person in front of him was clearly just a Dao Foundation cultivator, yet he exuded a natural and solemn aura.
"Me too......"
Forced into it.
No matter how he pressed him for answers, the crown prince was speechless and could only watch helplessly as he was about to be strangled to death when he heard a muffled thud of extreme pain coming from inside the room.
The feeling of being confined around the neck subsided, but a lingering sense of pressure remained. I felt a dry, itchy throat and couldn't stop coughing.
With a thud, the prince fell to the ground.
The guards rushed forward, "Is the Crown Prince alright?"
"Your Highness, I have failed in my duty and beg for your punishment."
A large number of people knelt sparsely in the courtyard. The crown prince, still in shock from surviving the ordeal, coughed and tears streamed down his face.
A perceptive eunuch shrieked, "Quickly summon the imperial physician!"
The crown prince was carried out by the guards, while Benben stood in the courtyard, hands on his hips, glaring at them as they left.
Rong Yan stood outside the door, and upon hearing the sound of a love token falling to the ground, he rushed into the room alone like a whirlwind.
The door slammed open with a dull thud, hit the frame, and bounced back due to inertia, closing the door just in time.
Benben turned around and saw this scene.
He's closed the door, perfect. He'll lock it again, and no one else will be able to disturb him.
Without further ado, Benben fumbled around for a while, found a set of keys somewhere, and clicked the lock shut.
Weighing the key in his hand, the wolf swung it down, shattering it into three pieces.
Benben threw himself into the bushes and ran off to play.
"Senior sister, are you alright?" He entered the room and saw Lin Yueyao lying by the bed, coughing up blood.
Wenqing fell to the ground, and when she reached out to grab her, Rong Yan thought she was going to commit suicide. Rong Yan stepped forward and kicked Wenqing away.
He kicked Wenqing under the bed, and hearing Wenqing's unspeakable curses, Lin Yueyao wanted to get out of bed even more.
"Senior sister—" He hugged her tightly, feeling both fear and an indescribable excitement.
"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have been so blinded by greed and agreed to the princess's request." He rested his chin on her thin shoulder, feeling her burning body temperature.
"Let go." Lin Yueyao wasn't used to being held like this, so she frowned and punched him in the stomach.
Rong Yan groaned, his eyebrows furrowing in frustration.
Lin Yueyao was angry with him. If it weren't for him, she would have almost gone mad with qi. Fortunately, she had good self-control.
"Go ahead and hit me, I'll never let go, even if you beat me to death." He closed his eyes, startled to realize that his senior sister hadn't pushed him away. He endured the pain, his ten fingers curled up.
Lin Yueyao didn't know how to act cute, so she repeatedly hit him, and Rong Yan endured it without uttering a sound.
Several of the punches were too much for Lin Yueyao to bear, but the two hands on her lower back tightened their grip.
"How long are you going to keep hugging me?"
"I don't care, I just want to hug my senior sister. If she's angry, she can hit me." He started to whine, reverting to his usual soft, sweet, and easily bullied self.
Lin Yueyao used to fall for this, but now that he's grown up, his coquettishness has an eerie quality to it.
Lin Yueyao couldn't help but ask, "Are you a child?"
"Whatever Senior Sister says goes. I'll be anything, even a bird, an insect, or a fish." His voice trailed off. "As long as Senior Sister isn't angry with me."
Lin Yueyao found it both infuriating and amusing. Why did he have to come to her when she was meditating, when she had never been angry with him?
"You can get out now."
“No—” he refused firmly.
Meeting his resolute gaze, Lin Yueyao asked with displeasure, "Why?"
"I want to watch over you."
Lin Yueyao was amused and breathless. "You're becoming more and more successful these days. You're so arrogant in front of me."
"Senior sister is right to reprimand me." He obediently accepted the reprimand.
She patted his arm, signaling him to let go. "Didn't you hear Wen Qing's vile insults?" She was about to get out of bed to retrieve her sword.
Ignoring everything else, Rong Yan untied the mournful belt from his waist and threw it under the bed, saying, "Let them tell me what they want to say."
Wen Qing's scolding became even more vicious.
Lin Yueyao: "..."
"What exactly do you want?" She had a headache and found it extremely difficult to get along with him.
“I’ll stay by your side,” he said.
"How long will you hold out?"
"Watching you eat and sleep," Rong Yan said stubbornly.
"Where is your princess?" Aren't you afraid of upsetting your beautiful princess by abandoning her?
"And what about the crown prince you're going to marry?" Rong Yan countered, not to be outdone.
"What's it to you?" Lin Yueyao felt that he was meddling in her affairs. He was the one who rejected her first, so what right did he have to question her?
"Since you think I'm meddling, then I'll just leave." After saying that, she turned around and walked to the door, but couldn't open it. She found that the door had been locked from the outside. It was Benben's doing.
Lin Yueyao got off the ground, but she still couldn't push it open. Just as she was about to use her spiritual power, Rong Yan stopped her, saying, "If Senior Sister makes a move, this door will be unusable."
If all else fails, we can just change rooms to sleep in; there are plenty of rooms in the palace.
"This door was locked by Benben, it can't be opened." He had already tried, and the lock had been tampered with by Benben; the more he tried to open it, the less likely it was to be opened.
"Then what do you want?"
"I'll stay with my senior sister and wait for Benben to open the door."
After saying that, he hugged her again. Lin Yueyao tried to resist, but after vomiting blood, she felt dizzy and her body went limp, causing her to fall forward.
Rong Yan caught him quickly and carried him horizontally to the bed.
Lin Yueyao felt weak all over, but luckily there were some snacks on the table. In his spirit pouch, there was still stored food, some of which were newly made pastries, which he served her little by little.
After eating, Lin Yueyao felt much better.
Rong Yan sat by the bedside, staying by her side without leaving for a moment. He was so pleased to see her looking so frail, a rare sight indeed, and he was determined to see her to his heart's content.
Feeling a little uncomfortable under his gaze, Lin Yueyao frowned and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"It's nothing." He was thinking that his senior sister was kind of cute being silly. He had made up a lie to her that the door lock couldn't be opened, but he didn't expect her to believe it so easily.
Isn't that stupid?
"Aren't you tired sitting like this?" Rong Yan followed up on her question, rubbing his shoulders. "Yes, I am."
"Senior sister, let me go to bed."
Lin Yueyao remained silent, feeling that her junior brother knew nothing.
"My legs are numb from sitting, please let me lie down for a while." He pleaded pitifully, his eyes welling up with tears. "Senior sister, don't you want to?"
Lin Yueyao remained silent.
"If Senior Sister doesn't say anything, I'll take it as a yes." He quickly threw off the covers and crawled into bed, sharing a pillow with Lin Yueyao.
Lin Yueyao remained calm and said, "You didn't take off your shoes."
A thud came from behind him. Rong Yan quickly kicked off his shoes and got into bed.
Lin Yueyao was speechless, truly exhausted, and closed her eyes to fall asleep.
When she woke up, Rong Yan was dressed neatly and looked at her.
At this moment, in the princess's residence, seeing the princess's gloomy face, her personal maid tentatively asked, "Will the prince consort return?"
Without saying a word, the princess suddenly stood up and swept the teacup to the ground.
It crashed and shattered on the ground, the exquisite porcelain cup breaking into pieces.
The maids serving in the courtyard all knelt down.
"Bring Guan Zhi to see me."
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