Sorry, Your Majesty, It's Time for the Morning Court

The night passed without incident on Cuizhu Peak.

Yu Lan had thought Qin Feng would come to keep their appointment soon. Who would've guessed that she would wait until midnight without seeing him, and only when the sun rose above the horizon did she realize he'd stood her up.

"Qin, I'm not done with you!"

Yu Lan was so furious her heart ached, and her little fists clenched.

"Ding-dong! Congratulations, host! You've angered the Mythical Grade Epic Chosen Daughter until her heart aches. You've obtained 50,000 Villain Points!"

"Ding-dong! Congratulations, host! You've angered the Mythical Grade Epic Chosen Daughter until her heart aches. You've obtained 50,000 Villain Points!"

"..."

Listening to the system notifications that kept chiming, Qin Feng gradually awoke from his tender embrace.

Unlike Lan Baobao, who had spent the night waiting on Cuizhu Peak to watch the sunrise, he had lost himself amid sunrise after sunset, again and again, and forgotten all about the time.

"So many Villain Points!?"

Qin Feng struggled to open his eyes and check, only to find he'd gained more than two million points.

It was clear how much fury Lan Baobao had built up by now. If she found out he'd spent the night with Zi Yuan, she might remember the password to her main account in an instant.

Just then—

Zi Yuan's voice, like a secluded orchid in a quiet valley, sounded by his ear. "Your Majesty, it's time for the morning court!"

"Hm!?"

At the sound of her voice, Qin Feng lowered his head to look.

Zi Yuan had already woken in his arms. Mischievously, she reached out a little hand and traced circles on his chest. The innocence between her brows was gradually fading, replaced by the mature allure of someone who had weathered storms.

"Haven't you looked enough