Chapter Index

    Under the moonlight, a long leg stepped directly into Lin Xun’s room.

    At this moment, Lin Xun was already conscious.

    However, Lin Xun did not open his eyes.

    As a breeze blew past, Lin Xun could smell it; it was actually the scent of Xiaomeng’s body.

    How should he put it?

    In fact, Lin Xun had already expected that Xiaomeng would carry out a night raid tonight.

    But what Lin Xun didn’t expect was…

    …that Xiaomeng would be so fast?

    Driven by a bit of curiosity, Lin Xun was in no hurry to wake up, intending to see what exactly Xiaomeng wanted to do.

    Lin Xun simply lay on the bed, remaining motionless and pretending to be asleep.

    Under the moonlight, Xia Xiaomeng, dressed in a gauze skirt, walked to Lin Xun’s side.

    Xia Xiaomeng stood at the head of Lin Xun’s bed, carefully observing him by the moonlight.

    Xia Xiaomeng watched Lin Xun for the time it takes half an incense stick to burn, as if she could never grow tired of looking at him.

    After half an incense stick’s time, Xia Xiaomeng slightly lifted a corner of Lin Xun’s quilt and secretly slipped inside.

    Feeling Xiaomeng crawl into his quilt, Lin Xun instinctively froze for a moment.

    In the next moment, Lin Xun wanted to get up and leave the bed.

    But just as Lin Xun was about to get up, Xia Xiaomeng tightly grabbed his wrist.

    The woman’s legs, which looked like they were carved from mutton-fat jade, wrapped directly around Lin Xun’s waist, binding him tightly.

    The faint fragrance from her body lingered at the tip of Lin Xun’s nose, challenging his reason.

    “I know, Xiao Xun, that you’re actually awake.”

    As if her plan had succeeded, Xia Xiaomeng stuck out her tongue playfully at Lin Xun, her small face pressed tightly against his neck.

    The warm breath from her small mouth gently brushed against Lin Xun’s neck.

    “Xiaomeng, this… that…”

    Lin Xun really wanted to push her away.

    But in the next moment, Xia Xiaomeng flipped over and pressed herself onto Lin Xun.

    Xia Xiaomeng’s black hair fell softly, coiling around Lin Xun’s chest.

    The young girl’s eyes appeared exceptionally dazzling and charming under the moonlight.

    Xia Xiaomeng’s eyes were as bright as a kitten’s, but even more charming.

    Xia Xiaomeng’s legs straightened, and using her knees as a fulcrum, her lower legs swung up and down continuously, gently tapping against Lin Xun’s calves.

    Xia Xiaomeng’s finger gently pressed against Lin Xun’s lips.

    Looking at Lin Xun’s face, Xia Xiaomeng’s smile carried seven parts indulgence and three parts cunning:

    “A Palace Maid said that you and Qingshang were wandering around the Imperial City, and then stood together talking for a long time.”

    “Actually, I’m quite curious.”

    “Xiao Xun, what exactly did you and Qingshang talk about?”

    “Can you tell me?”

    “It was actually nothing…”

    Lin Xun turned his head away, then recited the Heart-Calming Incantation in his mind, forcing himself to calm down.

    “Oh? Nothing was said.”

    “Really?”

    “Xiao Xun, you are the Demonic Son of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect.”

    “And Qingshang is the Saintess of the Zilin Holy Land.”

    “Reasonably speaking, the two of you shouldn’t have much interaction, right?”

    “Even less likely should you be chatting together.”

    “If you lie to me, Xiao Xun, then I’ll have to take some measures.”

    “You know, Qingshang’s room is very close to here.”

    “If there’s even a bit of noise in your room, Qingshang will definitely be able to hear it.”

    Lin Xun: “…”

    “Alright, Xiao Xun, just be good and tell me.”

    “When we lived together, we made a promise to each other—no secrets from one another.”

    “I haven’t hidden anything from you since we were children.”

    “Now that we’ve grown up, you’re not allowed to hide anything from me either.”

    Lin Xun: “…”

    Lin Xun remained silent.

    Mainly, Lin Xun didn’t really know how he should explain it.

    He was afraid that if his explanation wasn’t good enough and Xiaomeng was dissatisfied, she would act out, and then Qinger would find out.

    “Since Xiao Xun won’t say anything, let me take a guess.”

    Xia Xiaomeng moved up slightly, her forehead gently resting against Lin Xun’s.

    “If I’m not mistaken, it must be that you and Qingshang revealed your identities to each other, right?”

    “I don’t think I’m wrong, am I?”

    “After all, the maid saw Qingshang running away with a blushing face.”

    “I really can’t think of any other reason besides that.”

    Lin Xun still remained silent, but the complicated look in his eyes already told Xia Xiaomeng the whole truth.

    “As expected, I guessed right. And if I’m not mistaken, the revelation of your identities went quite smoothly, didn’t it?”

    “Then Xiao Xun, did you tell Qingshang about the relationship between the two of us?”

    “Xiaomeng, actually I…”

    Looking into Xia Xiaomeng’s clear and cold eyes, Lin Xun wanted to say something, but the words were stuck in his throat, and he didn’t know how to speak.

    “What does Xiao Xun want to say?”

    Xia Xiaomeng smiled, her eyes curving.

    “Even at this point, are you still going to say that you don’t like me at all?”

    “Ask your own heart, Xiao Xun—do you really not like me?”

    “Besides, even if you truly don’t like me, so what?”

    “Xiao Xun, I’ve told you before, I am actually very selfish.”

    “I like you, and in this life, I will only choose you. I want to be with you for a lifetime.”

    “Even if you say you don’t like me or find me troublesome…”

    “…I will still find a way to be with you, Xiao Xun.”

    “Even if I have to use your feelings for me and your guilt toward me, I won’t hesitate.”

    “So Xiao Xun, remember this: I will never let you go.”

    Saying this, Xia Xiaomeng lowered her head and bit Lin Xun’s neck gently, then stroked his cheek before getting up to leave.

    Tonight, Xia Xiaomeng actually didn’t do anything.

    But watching her departing back…

    …for some reason, Lin Xun couldn’t put his mind at ease.

    He felt as though Xiaomeng was planning something even bigger.

    Lying on the bed, he thought back to the words Xiaomeng had just said to him.

    Questioning his own feelings for Xiaomeng, Lin Xun couldn’t help but sigh softly.

    He knew this matter was a tangled mess, but how on earth was he supposed to handle it?

    Even if he really told Qinger that he wanted to take a concubine, would Qinger really be willing?

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