Even though everyone had long taken it for granted that he and Xiao’ai would get married, as long as they hadn’t perford the marriage ceremony, he needed to protect her reputation.
"Then Brother Ye Qi will take you back."
Wen Xiao’ai shook her head again, "No need, I can go back by myself. Ye Qi, you should go lie down. You just broke a sweat and might catch a cold later on."
As Wen Xiao’ai spoke, she pulled him to sit back on the bed.
"Alright then, but you must go back obediently. Don’t wander around. The clan is not safe right now; the Demon Clan could attack at any mont..."
"I know, I know. I promise I’ll go back to the Princess’s Palace and sleep, and not run around."
"Good, be careful on the way."
"Then I’ll co see you again every day."
"Okay."
After watching Wen Xiao’ai leave, Ye Qi didn’t go back to lie down but took a bath and changed his clothes.
After freshening up and dressing neatly, Ye Qi was about to leave when he saw Feng Liyan and Elder Ye coming.
"Father, Liyan."
"You woke up," Feng Liyan spoke first, concerned.
"Yes, how are you? I heard from Xiao’ai that you’re badly injured."
"Don’t worry, it’s not as bad as yours, not as serious as yours."
Feng Liyan’s answer made Ye Qi smile helplessly.
"Where are you planning to go?" Elder Ye asked, looking around the room, but didn’t see any sign of Wen Xiao’ai.
"... I’m going to get so food for the Little Princess," Ye Qi confessed.
"Don’t go yet. We have sothing to discuss with you," Feng Liyan said.
"What is it?"
...
Wen Xiao’ai went to the Clan Leader grandmother’s residence, but naturally, she didn’t see her.
She stood outside the hall for a long ti, then slowly turned back to her Princess’s Palace.
Looking at the intact palace, Wen Xiao’ai felt an indescribable heaviness in her heart.
The entire Cat Demon Clan was severely damaged; whether it was the Clan Leader’s residence, Ye Qi’s place, or the Scripture Pavilion, Artefact Pavilion... even the main hall, everything was destroyed.
Only her Princess’s Palace remained intact, without a single pillar fallen.
And this was all because Ye Qi risked his life to protect it for her.
Wen Xiao’ai didn’t go inside the hall but turned and went into a nearby pavilion.
Then she sat down.
She was very tired, her eyes were uncomfortable from too much crying, but she didn’t want to sleep, and couldn’t sleep either.
She reached for the bell bracelet on her right wrist and sighed softly.
Looking up at the half moon obscured by the pavilion eaves, she wondered: Is this moon the sa as the one in the Human Realm?
Wen Xiao’ai sat there daydreaming, with heavy thoughts apparent for the first ti on her face and in her eyes...
Late at night, a white figure appeared outside the Princess’s Palace.
The person paused outside the hall for a long ti before slowly stepping inside.
Wen Xiao’ai’s sleeping chamber was still lit. Ye Qi hesitated for a mont before approaching, pushing the door, and then gently walking inside.
Through the silver-white carved screen, Ye Qi looked over.
But his view was limited, he could only confirm that Wen Xiao’ai was indeed resting.
So he walked around the screen and ca to the bedside.
He stood by the bed, quietly watching the sleeping Wen Xiao’ai, with a gaze that was tender yet sowhat complex.
The joy of knowing an hour ago that Wen Xiao’ai and Feng Liyan had returned safely was now gone, replaced by worry, heartache, and unwillingness...
The sleeping Wen Xiao’ai, whether dreaming of nightmares, subconsciously rembering sothing, or troubled by concerns for the clan, had her little eyebrows knitted tightly.
Even in her sleep, she was so restless. For whom were those knitted brows?
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