The candles in the room burned out, leaving only the bright moonlight streaming through the window cracks to illuminate the room.
The cold breeze entered the room, caressing the silver silky strands of hair, and awakened Ye Anping's completely relaxed consciousness.
He only heard a gentle breathing beside his ear.
Slowly opening his eyes, he saw the silver-haired beauty, tightly curled in his arms. Her expression was relaxed, and her silver eyebrows were trembling slightly, which unconsciously made Ye Anping's gaze soften.
But after realizing that his heart was throbbing, he immediately tightened his face, turned over slowly without waking Feng Yu Die, and lay flat on his back, looking at the ceiling.
However, as soon as he turned over, he saw Yun Jiujiu, who was also lying flat next to his right shoulder, staring with wide bloodshot eyes.
After looking at Yun Jiujiu for a while, Ye Anping asked awkwardly, "How long have I slept?"
Yun Jiujiu whispered, "Less than half an hour."
Looking at Yun Jiujiu like this, it seemed that she was afraid of disturbing him and Feng Yu Die, so she didn't dare to move or make a sound, staring at the ceiling in a daze.
Seeing that Ye Anping woke up, Yun Jiujiu slightly raised her body and looked at Feng Yu Die who was now resting on his shoulder. After a moment of silence, she said, "Brother-in-law, this No-bird loves you."
"I can see that."
"What about you? Do you like the No-bird?"
"Why, do you think I like the ones with birds..."
"?"
Yun Jiujiu blinked, fell silent, then retracted her gaze and looked back at the ceiling.
Ye Anping turned his head to look at Feng Yu Die who was sleeping soundly on his shoulder. He lowered his eyes as if thinking about something, then whispered to Yun Jiujiu, "I'll go out for some fresh air. You take over."
"What?"
Ye Anping gently moved his arm out from under Feng Yu Die's cheek and quickly stood up. Although Feng Yu Die was asleep, she felt that her Young Master Ye seemed to be running away, so she immediately reached out to grab him again. Meanwhile, Ye Anping pushed Yun Jiujiu over.
Yun Jiujiu was confused. "?"
Feng Yu Die touched Yun Jiujiu's toned chest and simply rested her head on her shoulder, mumbling in her sleep. "Heh, Master Ye... I caught you..."
"???"
Yun Jiujiu held her breath, and her eyes twitched looking at Feng Yu Die, who was drooling because of her sleep talk. Her face turned dark, and her fists clenched so hard they crackled.
Ye Anping quickly put his index finger in front of his lips and threatened with a needle-stabbing gesture. "Hush. Let her rest for a while. She spent too much spiritual energy."
Because of her brother-in-law's needle threat, Yun Jiujiu sighed with despair and loosened her clenched fists, watching Ye Anping step over Feng Yu Die and slowly get off the bed, then tiptoe out of the bedroom.
Outside the bedroom, it was quiet and deserted. Most of the servants in the Blood Prison Mansion had fallen asleep, and only a few lonely spirit stone lanterns were left swaying in the night.
Ye Anping looked up at the towering Heavenly Sorrow Pavilion in the north of the city before walking along the corridor alone until he found a pavilion to sit down. The cold wind mixed with the demonic energies cooled down his body, which was still pretty hot.
To be honest, if Yun Jiujiu hadn't been there just now, he would have let Feng Yu Die to...
But then again...
Ye Anping lowered his head and gently touched his chest, where Feng Yu Die had rubbed against him, and suddenly felt that the heart throbbing had not subsided.
"Ah..."
He let out a sigh like a breeze.
Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from outside the pavilion and reached Ye
Anping's ears.
Surprised, he immediately turned his head alertly to look behind him.
However, just as he turned around...
Plop—
A black shadow crashed into his arms and threw him down.
Gu Mingxin, who had just finished bathing, dragged her long, wet, tangled hair, pressed her hands on his chest, then raised her head proudly and flicked her bangs to the sides.
There was a flash of light in her red eyes as she pouted, looking down unhappily at Ye Anping who was underneath her. "Ye Anping~ I'm angry."
"..."
Ye Anping tried to move his hand, but Gu Mingxin narrowed her eyes slightly, stretched out her hand, and lowered on his body, pressing his wrist to the ground with such force that his bones made a series of mournful cries.
"Hiss—"
Xiao Tian looked disgusted, thinking that it was a servant of the Blood Prison Mansion who was having an affair in the garden, and she flatly cursed, "Stinky demonic cultivators."
On the other hand, Xue'e was stunned. She had the feeling that the voice was a bit similar to her Mingxin's, and she said, "I'll go take a look. You go to the bedroom and report to Ye Anping."
"No need for you to remind me! Humph!"
Xiao Tian snorted coldly, and without a word, she went straight through the wall and entered the bedroom, while Xue'e turned around and flew toward Gu Mingxin.
However, Xiao Tian, who had zipped into the bedchamber, was dumbfounded when she saw the scene on the bed.
Yun Jiujiu was staring at the ceiling helplessly while Yu Die was resting on her shoulder, and although she was asleep, she was rubbing her chest.
"Hiss—"
Xiao Tian didn't know what had happened, but from the looks of it, it seemed that Yu Die and Yun Jiujiu had somehow spent the night together. Her eyes bulged out in shock, and she kicked Feng Yu Die in the face.
"Ah... What are you doing!!!"
Feng Yu Die was awakened by the kick. She propped herself up on Yun Jiujiu's chest in a daze, looked around, and saw Yun Jiujiu's eyes turning toward her. She raised her eyebrows. "Jiujiu..."
"Hmm..." Yun Jiujiu rolled her eyes at her and asked with a twitch in her eyes, "No-bird, do you feel comfortable touching my breasts?"
Feng Yu Die froze, then she hurriedly withdrew her hand and looked around. "Where is Young Master Ye?!"
"He went out for some fresh air, so you can have a good rest."
"Oh..."
Feng Yu Die didn't have any clue, but Xiao Tian's eyes widened when she heard this. She remembered the pleasure sounds from the garden just now. She immediately grabbed Feng Yu Die's ear and shouted, "Yu Die, come with me now!!!"
Feng Yu Die turned around and looked. "Eh? Where are we going?"
Yun Jiujiu looked confused. "Who are you talking to?"
Xiao Tian stomped her feet anxiously. "Don't worry about it!! Come with me!! Hurry up!!"
Seeing her so anxious, Feng Yu Die thought that Ye Anping was in trouble, so she didn't care about Yun Jiujiu anymore. She turned over, put her feet into her shoes, and followed Xiao Tian, rushing out of the room.
Yun Jiujiu, who was left in the bedroom, frowned and looked at the door that Feng Yu Die forgot to close. For some reason, she felt a little cold. She turned over, covered herself with the quilt beside her, and huddled up.
"Damn, how can my sister be so lucky? Shit!"
... ...
Tap tap tap—
Feng Yu Die tidied her clothes while running toward the garden with Xiao Tian.
Xiao Tian didn't have time to explain, so she just said, "Yu Die, get your sword ready! Prepare to strike on the spot!!"
Feng Yu Die did as she was told, and with a wave of her hand, she summoned the sword from her storage bag and gripped it in her hand.
The two ran quickly along the corridor into the garden and then saw Ye Anping and Gu Mingxin sitting in the pavilion drinking tea, so Feng Yu Die slowed down her pace.
Ye Anping seemed a little angry at the moment, but when he saw Feng Yu Die rushing over with the sword, he sighed and hid the anger on his face.
"Young Master Ye..."
Feng Yu Die walked into the pavilion, looked at Gu Mingxin's blushing face, and frowned. "What did you do to Young Master Ye?!"
Gu Mingxin looked disdainful, but her voice was trembling a little. "...Drinking tea, what else?"
Hearing this, Feng Yu Die looked at Xiao Tian again, but Xiao Tian seemed a little embarrassed to speak, not knowing whether she should say what she heard.
At this time, Ye Anping looked at Feng Yu Die and poured a cup of tea into the empty teacup beside him. "Yu Die, come and have a cup of tea."
"..."
Feng Yu Die nodded and took a step before reacting. "Young Master Ye, how did you call me..."
Ye Anping avoided her gaze. "Yu Die. You don't like it?"
"He... Hehe, I do!!"
Feng Yu Die's golden eyes lit up, and she happily ran into the pavilion, sat down at the table, and moved on the stone bench closer to Ye Anping.
Ye Anping glared at Gu Mingxin, but Gu Mingxin smiled playfully. "Ye Anping, what's wrong?"
"..."
Ye Anping rolled his eyes at her and asked, "Yu Die, do you want to eat roasted chicken? I'll roast some for you."
"Sure!!"