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

In the Wuji Sect's library, Emperor Yun Che was immersed in a sea of ​​ancient knowledge.

He was dressed in white clothes as white as snow, his face was stern, but his eyes revealed a thirst for knowledge.

He flipped through the ancient books quickly in his hands, as if he was trying to capture the long-lost secrets from these old texts.

Inside the library is a secret room, which was originally dim, but next to the desk, an exquisite tea table was quietly placed.

On the tea table, there is a brocade box that shines like a pearl. Inside it is a night-shining pearl. Its soft light illuminates the entire library, adding a touch of warmth to this quiet space.

On the tea table, in addition to the night pearls that illuminate the darkness, there are also snacks carefully prepared by the servants.

A plate of exquisite peach blossom pastry exudes an alluring aroma.

Next to them, a pot of steaming tea was waiting quietly, with two teacups placed side by side, as if specially prepared for the two of them.

On the other side of the tea, a plate of pink petals lay quietly.

In addition, there is a plate of spiritual fruits, which are colorful and crystal clear, making people salivate.

Not far away, Shuangyue sat quietly on the ground, her figure looking particularly soft and beautiful under the light of the night pearl.

She also flipped through one ancient book after another, her movements gentle and focused, as if every word carried her hopes and expectations.

Although both of them were immersed in the world of ancient books, they seemed to be searching for something together in their hearts.

After a long while, Yun Che finally raised his head, his gaze falling on Shuang Yue, who was looking down at an ancient book.

He knew that the reason why Shuangyue worked so hard was just to help him find the legendary secret book that could be used to refine the elixir of fertility, so that men could also have the ability to conceive.

How could he not know this affection?

However, as an emperor, he already had someone he loved in his heart, so he could only remain indifferent to Shuangyue.

Yun Che rubbed his tired forehead and said in a voice that held a hint of command that left no room for doubt: "Shuangyue, come here and eat all of this plate of flower petals and cakes."

When Shuangyue heard this, the ancient book in her hand fell to the ground.

She raised her head sharply, her eyes flashing with flattery.

After a moment, she finally reacted and quickly knelt on the ground. She sorted out the books that she had casually placed on the ground and read before, and carefully put them into the box.

Afterwards, she moved to Yun Che's side and asked softly, "If the Emperor doesn't like this Peach Blossom Pastry, then I won't let anyone make it in the future.

Emperor, what do you like to eat? Shuangyue ordered someone to make it."

Hearing this, Yun Che reached out and gently stopped her, then replied calmly, “I, the venerable one, can just drink my tea.”

Upon hearing this, Shuangyue bowed slightly, with a hint of loss and helplessness in her eyes.

"Thank you, Emperor, for your gift."

Her voice was soft and low, as if she was expressing some unspeakable sorrow.

Yun Che, on the other hand, just silently sipped the tea in his hand. His gaze once again fell on those ancient books, but ripples began to form in his heart.

Shuangyue walked slowly to the quaint tea table, her steps light, like an elf dancing in the moonlight.

She stared at Yun Che quietly. He was holding a delicate teacup, sipping tea gently, his eyes deep.

He seemed to be deeply attracted by the yellowed ancient books on the desk and fell into deep thought.

Yun Che placed the teacup elegantly on the tea table, his movements revealing a calmness and indifference.

At this moment, Shuangyue bent down, and her long black hair fell down inadvertently.

A few of them actually landed quietly on Yun Che's hand and even slid into his teacup.

Yun Che suddenly felt an unusual sensation brushing across the back of his hand. He involuntarily clenched his fist, a trace of displeasure and doubt welling up in his heart.

He thought secretly: "Shuangyue, did you do this on purpose?!"

However, Shimotsuki was completely unaware of this.

She concentrated on picking up a petal from the jade plate with her fingers.

The petals were crystal clear and emitted a faint fragrance. They turned out to be precious petals from magical herbs, which had a purely natural beauty-enhancing effect.

She gently took the petal into her mouth, savoring its freshness and sweetness.

Then, a miracle happened.

The petals in the jade plate seemed to be summoned by something and flew up and danced in the air.

Frost Moon opened her mouth slightly, and the petals were sucked into her mouth one by one as if guided.

She then walked to the center of the library, sat on the ground, crossed her legs, closed her eyes, put her hands together, and began to practice qigong quietly.

Under her guidance, the spiritual energy in the petals gradually gathered and transformed into streams of warm and pure power, slowly flowing into her body.

Frost Moon's face became softer, as if she was immersed in the ocean of petals, enjoying this rare tranquility and nourishment.

Her body soared lightly into the air like an elegant swan.

She is dressed in white clothes as white as snow and dances gracefully, as if she is the purest and most flawless snowflake in winter.

Suddenly, pink petals emerged from her body, like dreamy clouds, surrounding her body.

She spun gracefully in the air, like a fairy descending to earth.

Yun Che inadvertently looked up and happened to catch Shuang Yue's delicate and subtle movements.

Every look and every gesture of hers seemed to reveal an indescribable charm inadvertently, which was clearly a deliberate attempt to fascinate herself.

Yun Che couldn't help but feel a nameless fire rising in his heart. He suddenly picked up the cup of tea that was stained by Shuang Yue's hair from the tea table beside him.

The water in the teacup ripples slightly.

He threw the teacup towards Shuangyue without mercy.

The cold tea fell on her flawless face like drizzle, bringing an indescribable cool feeling.

The teacup drew an arc in the air and finally fell to the ground with a "click", making a crisp and loud sound.

Shimotsuki was caught off guard and wiped the tea off her face with her hand.

Yun Che's expression grew increasingly solemn. He suddenly stood up from the table and, in a flash, teleported in front of Shuang Yue.

At this moment, his black eyes seemed to be stained with blood, becoming blood red and deep, revealing a heart-pounding cruelty.

He stared at Shuangyue fiercely, as if he wanted to see through her: "Shuangyue, are you trying to seduce me?

"She has a very charming figure, and she has practiced it really well!"

Upon hearing this, Shuang Yue's eyes remained as cold as before. She raised her head slightly and looked directly into Yun Che's eyes.

Her delicate hands slowly dropped from her face and she placed them behind her back.

There was a hint of unquestionable firmness in his tone: "Emperor, Shuangyue is just practicing seriously.

Mobilize the petals to become one with me in order to improve my cultivation.

If there is any offense, I hope the Emperor will forgive me."

Although her voice was soft, it revealed a tenacity and self-respect that could not be ignored.

Yun Che stared at Shuang Yue quietly, his eyes, which had turned red, dancing with blazing flames.

It seemed as if it wanted to burn everything around it.

As for Shuang Yue, she stared directly at Yun Che without any fear. Her eyes were firm and deep, as if she could see through Yun Che's soul.

She said nothing, but just stood there quietly, allowing Yun Che's scorching gaze to burn on her.

Yun Che stared at Shuangyue, holding his forehead with one hand, his tone revealing helplessness and praise: "Shuangyue, you have imitated me perfectly.

You are truly a rare genius as you can remain calm in times of crisis like this.

But aren't you afraid that I might get angry and really kill you?"

Upon hearing this, Shuang Yue raised her head slightly, with a faint smile on her face: "Shuang Yue's life originally belonged to the Emperor, you can take it away anytime you want.

It is Shuangyue's honor to serve the Emperor."

Upon hearing this, Yun Che's eyes flashed with a complex emotion.

He flicked his sleeves and said sternly, “Shuangyue, stop being my shadow.

Be yourself and go after what you really want.

Don't follow me all the time. No matter how much you do, I will never marry you.

I can't give you the happiness you want, so don't waste your time waiting."

Shuangyue's eyes dimmed slightly, but she quickly regained her determination.

Frost Moon stood there, her face as calm as still water, but her eyes were gleaming with an eternal light.

She said firmly to Yun Che: "Emperor, Shuangyue never asks for any status, she only hopes to see you every day.

Hearing your voice, quietly watching your serious expression, even if it's just for a moment when you hold a teacup, Shimotsuki is completely satisfied."

Yun Che said nothing, but simply stood there quietly, his face solemn and his mind restless, as if he was going through a fierce struggle within himself.

Seeing this, Shuang Yue's eyes became more determined, and she continued: "I know very well that you already have someone you love in your heart.

You, a dragon and a cat, are truly a perfect match made in heaven.

Although Shuangyue is reluctant, she is willing to help the two of you and do her best to help you two be together happily.

As long as you are happy, Shuangyue will be content and die without regrets."

There was a hint of sadness in her words, but they were also full of sincerity and kindness, which made people moved by her deep affection and dedication.