The cat demon defies the heavens and is the emperor’s only beloved disciple!

Yun Che watched Xu Wan quietly. She ate with great relish, especially the fish and shrimp. Her face was filled with an extremely satisfied and happy smile.

A warm feeling surged in his heart, and he gently stood up and waved his sleeves. As if casting some magical spell, three bottles of crystal clear wine with a faint peach blossom fragrance appeared out of thin air on the stone table.

Yun Che gracefully picked up one of the bottles and slowly placed it in front of Sect Master Chen Xuan. A faint smile played on the corner of his mouth as he said, "Tonight, it's a rare occasion for us to be together. With such a beautiful scene, how could we miss the company of fine wine?"

His voice was gentle yet firm, as if every word contained unquestionable power.

Xu Wan's gaze was drawn to the peach blossom wine on the table. She turned curiously to look at Yun Che, her eyes gleaming with surprise. "Master, you brought some wine?"

As she spoke, she couldn't wait to pick up a bottle and gently placed it in front of her, her face filled with childlike joy. "Master, you have one bottle, I have one bottle, and godfather and Frost Moon Sect Master can share one bottle!"

After she finished speaking, she raised her hand and two small cups magically appeared on the table. It seemed that everything was ready, just waiting for the wine to flow into her throat.

Sect Master Chenxuan and Sect Master Shuangyue looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel a little surprised.

Sect Master Chen Xuan looked at Yun Che in disbelief, his brows furrowed. “Yun Che, you’ve always abided by the rules and disciplines, and have always been strict with yourself. But now, you’ve even tried alcohol…

You've broken too many rules, haven't you?"

There was a mixture of blame and deep concern in his tone.

However, Yun Che just smiled calmly, as if he didn't take any of this to heart.

At this moment, Sect Master Chenxuan suddenly stood up, looking at Xu Wan with a sharp gaze, his tone filled with unquestionable majesty: "Yun Che, you have been hopelessly bewitched by this cat demon Xu Wan.

Xu Wan, you were extremely disrespectful to the Emperor today. Go back with your adoptive father and be punished!"

As he spoke, he strode to Xu Wan's side and reached out to hold her hand.

However, how could Yun Che just sit back and watch?

Almost at the same time, he grabbed Xu Wan's other hand and looked at Sect Master Chen Xuan with a firm gaze: "Let her go! She didn't do anything wrong, why should she be punished?"

His voice was sonorous and powerful, and every word seemed to carry a tremendous force, making it impossible to ignore his presence and determination.

Frost Moon slowly stood up, gracefully picked up the jar of exquisite peach blossom wine in front of her, gently opened the lid, and a rich and refreshing aroma of wine instantly spread, intoxicating.

She smiled at Chen Xuan, her eyes gleaming with sincerity, and advised: "This peach blossom wine does have a unique flavor.

After this short time together, I was also impressed by Miss Xu Wan's talent and character.

I finally understood why she was so favored by the Emperor.

She and the Emperor love each other and are in love with each other. Everything she does is out of her deep affection for the Emperor. What has she done wrong?

Why are you so determined to punish her, Sect Master? Today, you and the Emperor are having a rare reunion. You should be drinking and chatting happily. Why bother with such trivial matters...

If you keep arguing, you might actually come to blows."

Upon hearing this, Yun Che smiled warmly at Shuangyue and said lovingly, "My dear Shuang'er, I'm so happy that you're so sensible."

Then, his hands unconsciously wrapped around Xu Wan's slender waist.

However, when Xu Wan, who was in Yun Che's arms, heard Yun Che addressing Shuang Yue so affectionately, she couldn't help but feel jealous.

She struggled to break free from Yun Che's embrace, her eyes filled with determination. She knelt on her knees and said to Chen Xuan, "Foster Father, Xiao Wan is willing to be punished. No matter how you deal with me, Xiao Wan has no complaints."

Chen Xuan looked at Xu Wan, a complicated look flashing in his eyes.

Then, he disappeared with Xu Wan in a flash.

Yun Che looked in the direction they left, feeling an inexplicable sense of loss and confusion in his heart.

He sighed, "Wan'er, why do you always want to stay away from me? Don't you understand my feelings for you at all?"

Shuangyue moved lightly, and after a few steps, she stopped in front of Yun Che, staring at him in bewilderment.

Such a close distance was something she had never dared to hope for before. At this moment, her heart was beating like a drum and her thoughts were in turmoil.

She spoke slowly, her voice trembling slightly, "Master, the Sect Master won't really punish Miss Xu Wan. You don't need to worry too much."

Shuang Yue's eyes were filled with concern and understanding for Yun Che. She hoped that her words could soothe the anxiety in his heart.

However, Yun Che remained silent. His eyes were deep and complex, as if hiding endless secrets and struggles.

Seeing this, Shuangyue's heart tightened. She spoke again, trying to break the dull atmosphere: "Master, do you think the Wuji Sect is still in good order under Shuang'er's care? Are you satisfied?"

There was a hint of anticipation and pride in her tone, hoping that Yun Che would recognize her efforts.

"Master, Shuang'er has been waiting for you in the Wuji Sect for a thousand years. This time, please don't leave, okay?"

There was a hint of pleading in Shuangyue's voice. She suddenly reached out and gently pulled Yun Che's sleeve.

However, Yun Che shook her hand off without hesitation, glaring at her angrily: "Shuangyue, how dare you commit treason! I am no longer your master!"

A trace of pain flashed across Shuang Yue's eyes, but she didn't flinch. Instead, she stared at Yun Che with even greater determination: "Then tell me, why did Xu Wan dare to commit such a treasonous act against you?

Why is she the exception? You are a high and mighty god, why would you fall in love with a demon spirit? What is the logic behind this?"

There was confusion and questioning in her voice, as if she wanted to pour out all the doubts in her heart.

Yun Che slowly extended his hand and gently yet firmly took Shuang Yue's delicate jade-like hand.

A gleam of joy suddenly flashed in Shuangyue's eyes, as if at this moment, all her waiting and anticipation were responded to.

Her hands trembled slightly, and her heart was filled with indescribable emotions, which were a deep attachment and respect for Yun Che.

However, just as Shuangyue was immersed in this sudden warmth, Yun Che's hand suddenly tightened, and the force was so strong that it seemed as if he wanted to crush her hand.

Shuangyue's expression suddenly changed. Her original joy was replaced by a sudden pain. She couldn't help but utter a soft sound: "Master..."

Yun Che seemed not to hear her call. Instead, the strength in his hands increased. His deep eyes revealed a coldness and determination.

He spoke coldly, his voice devoid of emotion: "Didn't you really want to hold my hand just now? Now, I will satisfy you..."

A flash of astonishment and confusion flashed across Shuangyue's eyes. She didn't understand why her master would suddenly treat her like this. But she didn't dare to struggle, let alone resist. She could only silently endure the pain.

Yun Che's eyes grew fiercer, and he continued, "Shuangyue, listen carefully.

If you call me Master again, I will make sure you are speechless forever.

Don't even think about lifting a sword or playing the zither with this hand of yours anymore."

His voice was cold and firm, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, with unquestionable majesty.

An unprecedented fear and despair surged in Shuangyue's heart.

Under the bright moonlight, the night is as dark as ink and everything is silent. Only the breeze blows gently across the grass, bringing a hint of coolness.

In front of the stone table between the pavilions, Yun Che's face appeared particularly stern in the moonlight. He held Shuangyue's hand tightly, his eyes flashing with determination.

Suddenly, he exerted force and swung Frost Moon's body like a kite with a broken string. It was thrown out fiercely, drew an arc, and finally fell heavily on the soft grass.

Frost Moon's body trembled due to inertia. She struggled to raise her head, her gaze piercing through the layers of night and fixed on the figure beside the stone table in the distance, which had turned into a stream of light and was gradually moving away.

Her eyes were filled with tears, crystal clear, as if they would burst out at any time.

Her voice was trembling and weak, and she murmured to herself: "You are not him... You are not him..."

Every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his heart, filled with endless sorrow and despair.

In her heart, the master who once gave her warmth and shelter, although he did not like to laugh, always had compassion for all living beings with a broad heart, and protected everyone around him with his wisdom and strength.

The man in front of her, although he had the same face as her master, his behavior was so cold and ruthless that she felt unfamiliar and frightened.

Frost Moon's tears finally burst out. She lay helplessly on the ground, letting her tears wet the grass beneath her.

Her heart was filled with confusion and puzzlement. She didn't understand why her master had become like this, and she didn't understand why all the good things that had happened in the past had vanished in an instant.

She could only pray silently, hoping that all this was just a nightmare, and that when she woke up, her master would still stand in front of her with a smile as before.