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Not long after she and Ye Qiu became emotionally attuned to each other.

A faint blush spread across Qian Renxue's face, and embarrassment showed in her eyes.

Ling Yuan was confused, but Ah Yin wore a smile. She knew Qian Renxue wasn't blushing because of Ye Qiu's exchange with Liu Erlong. Rather, her prideful nature made her instinctively resist facing Ye Qiu's sweet talk openly.

But now Ye Qiu was whispering to her in secret, saying sweet things meant for her alone. Qian Renxue was more than happy to indulge him, and it was easy for her to sink into the honey pot he had carefully prepared for her.

Time flew by.

Before long, evening arrived. As promised, Ye Qiu wrapped himself around Qian Renxue in the secret chamber, and they stayed pressed together as they cultivated through the night. Of course, since they were cultivating with a Martial Soul Fusion Skill, the occasional bumping, kneading, and squeezing was perfectly reasonable.

Qian Renxue wanted to refuse, but her protests were only verbal. How could she pass up such a rare chance to be alone with him? Besides, Ye Qiu would be leaving the mainland in a few days to go to Sea God Island.

In the Crown Prince's Consort's room.

Ye Linger had been brought back to Liu Erlong at dinnertime. After mother and daughter ate, Liu Erlong placed her daughter beside her pillow and got into bed early. She had been unable to focus on cultivating all afternoon, and felt a little resentful toward herself. Ye Qiu had hit the nail on the head: her body still hadn't recovered from last night's ordeal.

Whenever she thought of Ye Qiu, her body brought that weak, tingling sensation back to her mind. Even when she closed her eyes to sleep,