novelraw Chapter 976 - 535: A Pleasant Dream
Chapter 976 - 535: A Pleasant Dream
After a while, Ning Xiaoxian gently said, "This is all just data, you infer the secret of the Huangfu family..."
She wanted to ask Miluo what he inferred about the secret of the Huangfu family, but she stopped halfway through because she noticed that Miluo hadn’t moved for a long time.
She turned her head to look and found that the new Prefecture Master of Fengtian Prefecture had actually fallen asleep, leaning on the hardwood couch with his hand supporting his chin. The cool breeze outside stirred his purple-gold robe, making his figure appear somewhat lonely and tired. The face, flawless as jade, had put away its playful expression, revealing instead a hint of childlike innocence.
What does this mean, my arrangement here resembles a family inn? She muttered to herself but ultimately didn’t have the heart to wake him up and just pulled out a book from her storage bag, opened it, and immersed herself in it. Since Changtian went into seclusion, she had packed his favorite books into the storage bag, pulling them out to read during her free time. She enjoyed reading the books he had read; it made her feel as if Changtian was quietly discussing things with her through the pages.
The Hidden Guards had their own ways to pass the time. Without her orders, the maid dared not enter, and the study fell into extreme silence, occasionally broken only by the rustling sound of wind passing through autumn trees outside.
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Miluo slowly opened his eyes, seeing the girl opposite him curled up in a cushioned chair, engrossed in a book, not even raising her head.
She rested her chin on one hand, her sleeve slipping down to reveal a section of her lotus-like arm, which appeared even more snowy under the light of the Bright Pearl Lamp. A few months gone by, her chin became sharper, her face seemed more delicate, and her brows and eyes carried a touch of lazy charm. Perhaps due to gaining some authority in Hidden Stream, she now exuded a subtle air of nobility.
This woman was already vastly different from when he first saw her. She sat there like a lazy yet gentle cat, aloof, yet strangely making him want to reach out and touch her.
The lanterns were lit, the sky outside had darkened, and it was already night. The morning breeze fluttered, gently teasing the tassel on the red jade coral hairpin in her hair, causing it to sway lightly along with the strands of green silk that hung down.
He stared for a while, and Ning Xiaoxian seemed to sense it; she raised her eyes and looked straight into the depths of his red jade eyes.
"You’re awake?" This person wakes up without speaking and just stares at her like that?
Miluo drawled lazily, "How long did I sleep?" His originally clear, flowing voice carried hints of hoarseness from just waking, truly a favorite of those who adore decadence.
She glanced at the water clock in the corner of the room, "Not long, about two hours. Do you want to sleep a bit more?"
"No need. Two hours is enough." He sat up straight, stretched lazily, a slight cracking sound emanating from all over his body, making him sigh comfortably, "It’s truly been a long time since I slept so well."
"When was the last time you slept?"
"Let me think." He smiled, showing his teeth, "I guess it was over half a year ago?"
She couldn’t help but glance at him. For powerful demons and cultivators, they only fall into deep sleep when utterly exhausted; it’s a defense mechanism initiated by the body. The world only sees Miluo as the bright and shiny winner since he inherited the position of Prefecture Master but doesn’t know that from that time on, he hasn’t closed his eyes for even a day. He has piles of matters and a treacherous and ever-changing situation to handle.
Suddenly, she thought this Sao Fox was rather pitiful.
Miluo gazed deeply at her, seemingly wanting to see into the depths of her eyes, "Are you feeling sorry for me?" In his splendid home and fragrant couch, he couldn’t sleep peacefully, yet just sitting here, his mind grew weary, and sleep beckoned. It had nothing to do with the warmth inside or the scent in the corner, but simply the presence of that quietly sitting person inexplicably made him feel at ease.
"I’ve got nothing better to do than feel sorry for you? You’re currently the hotshot new Prefecture Master with the full authority of Fengtian Prefecture in your hands. Everything comes with gains and losses." Ning Xiaoxian shrugged, laughing mischievously, "If you want to sleep, sleep a little more; no need to force yourself. When you were being chased by Qing Ji years ago, you laid down in front of me quite a lot."
Years ago, when he was gravely injured and fled to Wutuo City, it was Ning Xiaoxian who saved him. At that time, Miluo recuperated on Fatty Qi’s soft couch, drowsy every day, indeed sleeping quite a lot in her presence. Perhaps, having a previous experience, knowing she would never harm him, he could sleep so sweetly, yet that was when he appeared as a fox, whereas now he presented himself in human form, inexplicably not wanting to show vulnerability before her.