"Why did you come out?"

"I can't sleep." Jiang Yingxue yawned and sat down next to Yan Chuan. "I don't know how to describe it. Anyway, my body is very tired, but my mind is very active. I can't fall asleep no matter how much I toss and turn. How about you?"

Yan Chuan lowered his eyebrows and said, "I can't sleep either."

Jiang Yingxue pursed her lips and looked up at the starry sky: "That's right. After all, so many things happened today, and it's related to your life experience. I can't sleep either. Are you nervous?"

Yan Chuan frowned slightly and looked into the distance: "What are you nervous about?"

"Of course it's about landing on the island tomorrow."

"Hasn't the chief informed us yet? Perhaps we can't land on the island?"

Jiang Yingxue shook her head: "Maybe we can't climb it, but you can definitely climb it."

After saying that, Jiang Yingxue held her chin and tilted her head to look at Zhu Yan: "By the way, you won't blame me for what happened today, right?"

Yan Chuan was stunned for a moment, then raised his eyes, his heart slightly shaken: "Why do I blame you?"

"Blame me for spilling your secret and rubbing salt into your wounds."

Under the silent night sky, accompanied only by the sounds of wind and distant insects, Yan Chuan was stunned for a moment, then smiled slightly, with a hint of indifference in his eyes: "What you said is the truth, and you just want to help me get a chance to go to the island."

"Do you want to see your mother? Maybe your mother will appear on the island tomorrow." Jiang Yingxue blinked her beautiful almond eyes, full of anticipation.

"You know, my target tomorrow is the Firefly Crystal, not my mother."

Jiang Yingxue pouted: "I don't believe it, you are just being stubborn."

"The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. And maybe she's still in the Cloud Country and hasn't come back at all. We're going to the island tomorrow just to get to the bottom of it."

Yan Chuan's expression was indifferent, but the more indifferent he was, the sadder he looked, which inevitably made Jiang Yingxue feel a little distressed.

He dared not speak loudly, for fear of startling the beings in heaven. A breeze seemed to blow, and the stars in the sky shone brightly with Yan Chuan. The young man looked up, and his eyes seemed to reflect a myriad of flickering lights.

Jiang Yingxue no longer responded, but looked at him quietly.

Yan Chuan felt a little uncomfortable being stared at. He couldn't help but swallow, and his heart beat a little faster unconsciously: "Why are you staring at me?"

"You're pretty, really pretty." Jiang Yingxue's eyes were straightforward, without any reservations. In front of Yan Chuan, she no longer had any so-called image to speak of.

Yan Chuan was stunned when he heard this, and a barely noticeable blush appeared on his face.

"Prime Minister Xu looks so ordinary, yet he was able to give birth to someone as beautiful as you. Your mother must have been an unparalleled beauty."

"Ahem..." Yan Chuan deliberately cleared his throat: "Are you always so straightforward when you praise people?"

He tried to change the subject, to hide his discomfort a little.

"How could that be? I usually don't praise people. Among men, I've only praised you and the prince."

Hearing this, Yan Chuan's heart couldn't help but tighten, and he asked tentatively: "Then who do you think is better, me or the prince..."

Jiang Yingxue burst out laughing: "Who do you want to ask is prettier?"

Yan Chuan's heartbeat accelerated in an instant, his expression was slightly tense, but there was a hint of anticipation and uneasiness in his eyes.

"Yeah." He nodded.

"You both have your own strengths and are different types. Brother Crown Prince is a gentle and elegant nobleman, and as for you..." Jiang Yingxue paused deliberately and narrowed her eyes: "At first I thought you were a playboy with great kung fu skills, but now it seems..."

After saying that, Jiang Yingxue pinched Yan Chuan's chin and looked left and right: "You are just a hypocritical and stuffy person. Speaking of which, although you often visited brothels when you were in the capital, you haven't actually touched a woman, right?"

Her words were not shy at all, but rather revealed a playful tone.

Yan Chuan was stunned by her sudden, blunt question. His ears suddenly felt hot, and then he felt an indescribable embarrassment. He instinctively lowered his head, clenching his hands in his lap. "So what if I didn't touch her? I don't want to betray those innocent people like Xu Shijie did."

"Oh, why are you so cute? You blush when I say something to you?"

After saying that, she extended her thumb and gently covered Yan Chuan's lips. Her movements were extremely gentle, yet with a hint of ill intention. "What about here?" Her smile deepened, a hint of provocation flashing in her eyes. "Have you kissed it?"

At that moment, Yan Chuan's mind suddenly flashed back to the scene of kissing Jiang Yingxue in her dream that day. Perhaps because he was provoked at this moment, Yan Chuan nodded involuntarily, his voice low and with a hint of imperceptible nervousness: "I kissed in my dream."

When Jiang Yingxue heard this, she immediately showed a playful expression and said lightly: "Hey, I kissed you in my dream, why are you nodding?"

Yan Chuan was a little dissatisfied. He frowned slightly, with a provocative look in his eyes, and asked back, "What about you? Have you kissed?"

"I—" Jiang Yingxue paused, lost for words, her voice weakening considerably. Yes, she had never kissed anyone in her two lifetimes. The only time she had a deep impression of him was when she forcefully kissed Yan Chuan in her dream.

After a moment's silence, she stammered, "I...I kissed in my dream too."

Yan Chuan raised his eyebrows, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he quickly moved forward, close to her ear, and said in a low and magnetic voice: "Who did you kiss in your dream?"

The starlight sprinkled on the two of them, the night breeze blew gently, and a subtle scent filled the air.

Under the starlight, Yan Chuan's handsome face looked even more charming. His shallow dimples had an alluring arc, and his smile was melodious and seductive.

Jiang Yingxue's heartbeat suddenly quickened, and an indescribable emotion quietly rose in her chest, as if being gently stirred by something. She instinctively raised her chin and tried to sound confident and righteous: "It's a secret."

Yan Chuan's smile deepened: "Oh, a secret..."

He nodded thoughtfully, then chuckled softly, "It can't be me, right? After all, you didn't just want to kiss me back then. You even tied me up and wanted to sleep with me."

Jiang Yingxue, who was being talked about, suddenly stood up from her seat and said with a guilty conscience, "No more chatting, no more chatting. I'm sleepy. I want to go back to sleep."

After saying that, she yawned deliberately, turned around and walked into the room.

Yan Chuan couldn't help but laugh out loud. He didn't know why, but after chatting with Jiang Yingxue, he suddenly felt less nervous and scared, and a feeling of sleepiness followed.

The next day, the entire Tianshan Mountain was enveloped in a jubilant atmosphere, and it was exceptionally lively. After all, tonight was the elves' annual grand ceremony, and all the spirit women were dressing up, waiting for the tribe leader to open the gate to Simon Island for them.

The leader of the Spiritual Girl Clan arrived at Xu Yan'er's door early.

Seeing this, several people hurried out to greet them. Xu Yan'er quickly asked, "Chief, does the Elf King agree to let them go to the island?"

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