Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Bai Ze walked over and sized up her disheveled appearance. He told her, “Your
Highness Princess Consort, His Highness has already sent Qiong Qi to bring
Your Excellency Xin Song to the palace. Princess Jin has already taken the Spirit Moulding Pill you refined last ti. The Yin ridians in her body have already been opened and she has successfully reached the strength of a level-7 Spiritual Practitioner. Your Excellency Xin Song would likely co tomorrow to thank Your Highness.”
“Don’t call Princess Consort!” Beiting Huang heaved a sigh of relief when she heard about Xuanyuan Jin’s situation. She rolled her eyes at Bai Ze and knew that this guy and the other two must have seen sothing they shouldn’t have seen. She couldn’t help but blush and explain, “I didn’t do anything to your lord! ”
“Don’t, Your Highness Princess Consort!” Seeing that Beiting Huang was about to turn around and leave, Bai Ze hurriedly said, “My lord is very loyal to his partner. If Your Highness has contaminated His Highness and doesn’t want him, won’t that end his life?”
“What do you an?” Beiting Huangs gaze was unfriendly as she slashed at Bai Ze like a knife. How could he bla her? How did she get involved with his lord? She had only hugged him and kissed him a few tis. If she had to take responsibility for this, how could anyone survive in the twenty-first century?
Bai Ze glanced nervously in the direction of the bathroom where Yan Ye was and hurriedly said to Beiting Huang with a smile, “I don’t an anything else. If you want to know anything, you’ll know when you enter the Demon Spirit Tomb. In the Demon Spirit Tomb, you can choose which battle you want to see in your heart. The Demon Spirit Tomb will show that battle. If you want to see the battle of the Devil Emperor ten thousand years ago…”
At this mont, Yan Ye ca out of the bathroom. When Bai Ze heard him, he slipped away like a rabbit.
He had taken a shower and was wearing a snow-white inner robe. His long silver hair was draped behind him, and his purple eyes were colorful. He glanced at Beiting Huang indifferently, walked to the bed, and sat down. With a wave of his hand, he closed the window tightly.
When he wasn’t wearing purple, he didn’t have that dignified aura. Dressed in white, he had the deanor of a modest gentleman. However, Beiting Huang knew that the man in front of her had nothing to do with a gentleman.
The aura around him was much gentler. He was lying on the couch with one leg bent, making it impossible for Beiting Huang to tell what was going on with his manhood. However, she only dared to steal a glance. She walked up to him and pointed outside. “Um, Yan Ye, I’ve been here for a long ti. Can I go back first?”
She still had to lead a team to Thousand Spirit Mountain tomorrow.
Moreover, she felt that it was a little awkward for a man and a woman to be in the sa room after doing so much.
Yan Ye casually picked up a book and flipped through it without even looking at Beiting Huang. However, if one took a closer look, they would still be able to tell that he was in an especially bad mood. Almost instantly, the atmosphere in the room beca a little gloomy. “You’ve reconciled with the Beiting family, and now you’re starting to despise the Night Kings Manor?”
Alright! Beiting Huang took a deep breath. She would rather Yan Ye be the legendary cold-hearted and ruthless person than such a temperantal person. “I’ll go take a shower first. I still have to get up early tomorrow and lead the team to Qian Ling Mountain.”
In order to show that she didn’t despise the Night Kings Manor, Beiting Huang decided to sleep here for the night. However, she had to go back tomorrow. She had never broken her promise to anyone..
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