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

Jingsi Pavilion.

At the hour of Hai, the night was getting darker, and the big red lanterns hanging high on both sides of the attic had been quietly lit, emitting a soft and warm light.

Xuanqing and Xu Wan stood side by side in front of the attic, the bright light shining on them.

Their figures were coated with a faint halo, which reflected on the ground, casting two long shadows.

The wind was cold, and the two people's clothes fluttered in the wind, like two dancing butterflies, one red and one blue, complementing each other.

Xu Wan's red cloak rustled in the cold wind, occasionally bumping against Xuan Qing's dark blue Taoist robe.

Every collision seemed to be hitting his heart, which seemed calm but was actually turbulent.

Xuanqing took a deep breath, slowly stretched out his hand, and pushed open the door in front of him.

His voice was low and gentle.

"Jinglian, you should have a good rest, An."

However, he did not turn around and leave in a hurry, but stood quietly at the door.

His eyes always followed Xu Wan's back, his expression filled with complexity and reluctance.

Xu Wan stepped into the pavilion. Suddenly, she stopped and turned around. She saw Xuan Qing still standing at the door with a deep look in his eyes.

She shook her head gently, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. That smile was like a flower blooming in spring.

Bright and warm: "Xuanqing, come in and sit down and chat with me."

Xuan Qing shook his head repeatedly and refused, "Jinglian, this is not allowed.

It is against etiquette for a man and a woman to be alone in the same room, and it will damage your innocence."

Xu Wan chuckled softly, her laughter clear and pleasant, as if it could dispel all the gloom. "I was just bored, so I asked you to talk to me. What are you thinking about?"

Xuan Qing's expression was solemn. He knew very well that in this world of cultivation, rumors could easily destroy a person's innocence. "If others saw this, they would probably criticize you."

"Innocence? Now, in the entire Lingshan, who doesn't know the relationship between me and the Emperor!"

Xu Wan narrowed her eyes slightly, stretched out her hands, and spun her body. Her red cloak danced in the wind, like a blooming red lotus, magnificent.

Xuanqing was so fascinated by the scene that he unconsciously stepped into the pavilion.

Xu Wan continued, "Master came last night and slept with me all night, and left at dawn today.

He gave me a lot of spiritual energy and also gave me a golden spiritual stone."

At this point, her eyes dimmed, and her tone revealed a hint of loneliness: "He is busy practicing, and he will never come here to accompany me again.

He asked me to practice well..."

She shook her head gently, trying to wake herself up from the loss.

After hearing these words, Xuanqing's heart tightened even more. He lowered his head, feeling sad.

Yes, you and he have been husband and wife for a long time, what am I still fantasizing about?

He smiled bitterly to himself, retracted his foot, stood still, and held the whisk tightly in his hand.

He took a deep breath and tried to suppress the waves in his heart.

"Jinglian, you should have a good rest."

At this moment, Xuan Qing seemed unusually calm. After saying this, he turned and left, leaving behind only a lonely back as he walked away in the cold wind.

Xu Wan closed the door without hesitation, making a crisp sound.

Then, she walked briskly and said, "Xuanqing, you are so boring."

There was a hint of teasing and helplessness in her voice, as if she was already accustomed to Xuanqing's proper behavior, but she still cherished this friendship.

Xu Wan slowly walked into the inner hall, took off her cloak, and hung it elegantly on the hanger.

Then she walked into the depths of the screen, where there was a wooden barrel, emitting wisps of hot steam, like a fairyland.

Xu Wan's heart moved, and she knew that this must have been prepared by her master, True Man Jiuyang, not long ago.

In the wooden barrel, a few magical herbs and pink petals floated in the clear hot water, emitting a faint fragrance.

On the counter next to it, an exquisite tray was quietly placed, with washed clothes stacked on it, looking neat and orderly.

Xu Wan smiled slightly, then took out a golden spirit stone from her sleeve and gently placed it on the table.

The spiritual stone instantly emitted a faint fluorescence, shining like the gentlest star in the night sky.

Xu Wan took off his white Taoist robe, and in a flash, he sat steadily in the wooden barrel. He closed his eyes and began to enjoy the nightlife.

The warm water made her whole body feel comfortable, as if every pore was breathing happily.

Not long ago, she drank the bowl of ten-ingredient tonic soup.

At this moment, it also began to slowly flow inside her body, bringing streams of warmth and filling her body with vitality.

This force caused her stomach to growl, reminding her that it was time to enjoy her meal.

She suddenly opened her eyes, looking unhappy, with a hint of anger and disappointment in her eyes.

She stared at the exquisite screen in front of her and said in a cold tone, "Mu Qing, didn't you say yesterday that you would come to see me today and give me spiritual fruit?

It's almost midnight, and you haven't come yet.

Oh, hypocrisy? Do you have no conscience?

After a stick of incense.

On the couch, Xu Wan curled up her petite body, covered with a blue quilt.

Her right hand tightly grasped a shimmering golden spirit stone. It was a precious gift that Yun Che had personally given her at the hour of Mao today.

Xu Wan opened her palm, her eyes fixed on the shining golden spirit stone in her palm. Her voice was low and gentle.

He said slowly, "Master, what are you doing now?"

Suddenly, her expression became gloomy, as if she was lost in deep thought.

"Master, my current mood is just like that concubine in the harem who is waiting anxiously for you to turn over my card and favor me.

That feeling is empty, lonely and cold.

But today, you told me that you were very busy and would not be with me anymore... Two people who love each other are forced to separate..."

As she spoke, Xu Wan's eyelids gradually became heavy, and finally closed completely, and she fell into a deep sleep.

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nightmare.

At the hour of Chou, Xu Wan stood at the door of a magnificent palace. The night was dark and the wind was cold.

She shouted anxiously, "Master, Master!"

However, no one responded, only her voice echoed in the night sky.

Tonight, she deliberately wore an exquisite pink long dress, the hem of which swayed gently, and a white bow ribbon tied around her waist fluttered gently in the wind.

She had her hair tied up in a high bun, a white jade hairpin on her head, and a pair of pearl earrings on her ears, which added a touch of cuteness and nobility to her.

After a while, the door of the hall finally opened slowly. Shuangyue came back in white nightgown and stood in the middle of the door of the hall.

There was a bright red mark on the left side of her neck, obviously caused by someone sucking it.

Seeing this, Xu Wan involuntarily grabbed her dress with both hands. Feeling unhappy, she asked, "Shuangyue, why are you in my master's room?"

"Hehe..." Shuangyue covered her mouth and chuckled. Then she took her hands away and stood with her hands behind her back, her face full of arrogance: "The Emperor has gone to bed and is sleeping peacefully. You'd better leave quickly."

Xu Wan was burning with rage and refused to listen to Shuang Yue's advice. She rushed in directly.

In the blink of an eye, she was in front of the bed.

On the couch, Yun Che was shirtless, with a bright red lip print on his chest.

He sat cross-legged, with his hands on his knees, his fingers slightly bent, making specific gestures.

His eyes were tightly closed, and his body was surrounded by circles of golden light, as if he was practicing some mysterious technique.

At that moment, Xu Wan felt heartbroken, as if thousands of poisonous snakes were biting her body. She bit her lips and trembled while clutching her dress with both hands.

At this moment, Yun Che slowly opened his eyes, glaring at her, his voice filled with displeasure: "Wan'er, why are you so ignorant of etiquette? Can't you see that I'm practicing?"

Frost Moon saw this and sat down beside Yun Che, softly saying, "Emperor, please don't be angry."

Hearing this, Yun Che smiled wickedly and pulled Shuangyue into his arms, praising her, “Shuang’er is so obedient and knows how to serve others.”

After hearing this, Xu Wan could no longer contain her anger. She picked up a vase and smashed it hard at him: "You...you...Mo Yunchen, you said you only loved me..."

There was endless despair and sorrow in her voice, and her whole world collapsed at this moment.

Yun Che reacted quickly, hugged Shuangyue tightly with his right hand, and waved his left hand lightly.

The vase seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and moved directly in front of Xu Wan, where it shattered with a bang.

Xu Wan stared blankly at the scattered vase fragments in front of her, and her heart shattered into pieces.

……

A clear and pleasant sound instantly pulled Xu Wan out of the endless nightmare abyss.

At this moment, she was in tears, as if she had experienced the most terrible ordeal in the world.

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something important, and suddenly found that her hands were empty. The golden spirit stone that Yun Che had given her was gone!

She hurriedly lifted the quilt and searched everywhere, but there was no trace of the spirit stone.

She anxiously tossed the quilt over and over, crying, "Spirit Stone, Spirit Stone!

The spirit stone that Master gave me is gone!"

He took the pillow away again and paced around anxiously on the bed.

At this moment, her eyes lit up and she saw the golden spirit stone lying quietly on the ground, emitting a soft golden light.

She quickly jumped out of bed, picked up the spirit stone, sat down on the ground, and held it tightly in her right hand, muttering to herself: "Fortunately it was a dream, fortunately it was a dream..."