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She held Cola's hand, her voice weak but firm: "Cola, use your mechanical brain to think of a way. I need to 'accidentally' run into Jun Jiuxiao right now, but I can't let him become suspicious."

Her words carried a hint of pleading, but also a hint of command.

Cola remained silent for a moment, a complex emotion flashing in its electronic eyes, as if it were performing some kind of rapid calculation.

After a moment, it asked, "Are you sure, Miss?"

Chu Xingyao nodded without the slightest hesitation, her eyes revealing an unwavering determination.

Cola's program quickly constructed a plan; it knew that for Chu Xingyao's sake, it had to take some unconventional actions.

Its voice was calm yet firm:

“Miss, I understand. Please rest assured, I will arrange everything to ensure that you can ‘accidentally’ meet Jun Jiuxiao without arousing his suspicion.”

Chu Xingyao closed her eyes and nodded gently, placing her complete trust in Kele.

She knew that only cola could help her see Jun Jiuxiao.

Although her body was in pain, her heart was filled with anticipation for the upcoming "chance encounter".

As night fell, the pavilions of the War King's Mansion, bathed in the gentle caress of the silvery moonlight, appeared tranquil and mysterious.

Cola, this normally calm robot, is now playing the role of "Phoenix" in the underworld.

With a mocking smile, he appeared in front of the tallest pavilion in the War King's Mansion.

It held the unconscious Chu Xingyao tightly in its arms.

Her body was completely covered by a large cloak, revealing only her pale and serene face.

The sound of cola echoed in the night sky, carrying a hint of amusement:

"War King, it's been a long time. I've come to give you a gift today."

Its words carried a hint of provocation, as if testing Jun Jiuxiao's patience and bottom line.

Jun Jiuxiao's gaze was like a knife, and his face was full of murderous intent.

His eyes were fixed on the cola, as if searching for any possible flaw.

Cola, however, didn't care and continued to provoke, "You've been single for years, I'll send Miss Chu to warm your bed."

As soon as it finished speaking, it suddenly flew to a high place, threw Chu Xingyao, who was in its arms, down, and then turned and left. Its movements were clean and swift, without the slightest hesitation.

Jun Jiuxiao had no time to chase after Kele; his eyes were only on Chu Xingyao, who was falling from the sky.

At this moment, he had long forgotten that he had vowed to stay far away from Chu Xingyao.

His body reacted faster than his mind, leaping up and firmly embracing Chu Xingyao in his arms.

The moonlight, like water, gently shone on Chu Xingyao's face, amplifying her quietness and sweetness at that moment.

Jun Jiuxiao looked down at the woman in his arms, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

Her cheeks were flushed from the day's commotion, and wrapped in that slightly oversized fox fur coat, she really looked like a little girl who hadn't grown up yet.

A lock of long hair covered her eyes. Perhaps it was a little itchy, because she frowned in her sleep and opened her eyes.

She didn't have time to scold Coke, because a handsome man was holding her back.

What came into view was Jun Jiuxiao's devilishly handsome face.

His face was as handsome as jade, yet he had a pair of dark eyes as cold as stars in the night sky.

His high, straight nose bridge exuded a masculine, rugged beauty, and his handsome, aloof face was striking.

Midnight Cold Star's eyes exuded a captivatingly wicked aura.

His eyes were as deep as an ancient well, concealing a faint melancholy, as if carrying endless stories and profound emotions.

Those cold, clear pupils, however, revealed an elusive, sinister glint.

Like the most dazzling star in the night sky, it attracted Chu Xingyao's gaze, making her intoxicated and unable to extricate herself for a long time.

Chu Xingyao gazed into his eyes.

A strange emotion welled up inside me; her voice was soft and clear, like a mountain stream.

Her words were gentle and moving: "What beautiful eyes! I feel like I'm seeing a galaxy."

Her words carried a hint of amazement and longing.

Jun Jiuxiao turned his head slightly to avoid her gaze, trying to hide his emotions.

A ripple stirred in his heart; Chu Xingyao's words were like a spring breeze across a lake, creating waves.

He wasn't used to having his inner thoughts looked at so directly, especially by her, the woman who could always easily touch his heartstrings.

Chu Xingyao's praise made Jun Jiuxiao flustered, and he almost couldn't land safely.

He originally intended to put her on the ground, but upon noticing her delicate, white little feet, he quickly carried her to the bed in the attic.

Then he turned and left, his face slightly pale, with fine blue veins faintly visible on his forehead.

This shows that he is under tremendous psychological pressure and is trying to maintain a calm exterior.

Chu Xingyao grabbed his robe, and with the force, the cloak in front of Chu Xingyao fell open, revealing the thin nightgown underneath, and the lotus-colored bodice was faintly visible.

But Chu Xingyao couldn't care less about that and hurriedly asked:

"Jun Jiuxiao, where are you going?"

Jun Jiuxiao dared not look at her disheveled appearance.

His voice was slightly hoarse, carrying a hint of barely perceptible longing, but he deliberately controlled the volume and tone, preventing his emotions from being too overtly revealed.

"Get some clothes."

"No, you can't go. I'm scared to go alone."

Her small, swollen lips were red and glistening with moisture, and her fair face was tinged with a captivating blush.

Her eyes were filled with pitiful tears as she softly begged him not to leave.

"it is good."

He uttered only one word, his voice flat.

His eyes flickered for a moment, then returned to their usual composure, as if that brief emotional fluctuation had never occurred.

"Nighthawk."

A soft voice came from inside, and Night Hawk immediately appeared in the room.

He wasn't surprised to see Chu Xingyao, because he had seen his brother, the prince, go out and bring her back.

However, Jun Jiuxiao was not calm, after all, Chu Xingyao was only wearing a nightgown at the moment.

Even though he knew Night Hawk wouldn't look up and wander around, he still quickly stood in front of Chu Xingyao.

His gaze sharpened: as if to say,

"Who is your master? You come out just because she calls you?"

Night Hawk felt Jun Jiuxiao's oppressive aura and trembled in fear, thinking to himself, "You belong to her, let alone us."

Go get me some clothes.

"If you don't have a woman, your prince's will do too."

Chu Xingyao's voice carried an undeniable command.

Night Hawk thought to himself, "How could there not be? The prince has secretly bought many clothes for the young lady."

"They're all next to this attic,"

But he dared not do so without the prince's order.

He could only quickly lower his head and answer respectfully:

"Yes, Miss." He quickly left the room to prepare his clothes.