An Enchanting Dream—These Bedding Can't Be Used

Although Xiao Ce had left, Xiao Yi Xian could not sleep.

For the entire night, she tossed and turned.

On the bed, she wore only a light purple undergarment over her upper body, exposing vast stretches of skin as smooth and pale as jade. Raising a hand, her fingers traced the thin seven-colored line across her lower abdomen. Her expression shifted between worry, embarrassment, and a faint curiosity.

Xiao Ce's image and the things he had said took root and multiplied wildly in her mind like fungi in the quiet room.

"Hmph, what a little pervert!"

With a soft snort, Xiao Yi Xian grabbed the silk quilt with her smooth jade-like hand and pulled it over her entire body, gradually drifting into sleep.

It was still a scene much like her bedroom, lit dimly with an ambiguous glow.

Xiao Yi Xian was half asleep and half awake, her hazy consciousness unable to tell whether this was reality or a dream.

Just then, the door creaked open, and a blurry yet inexplicably familiar figure walked in from outside.

"Th-this, who is that?"

"Why does he seem a little familiar?"

As Xiao Yi Xian's muddled mind slowly considered it, the familiar figure strode to the bedside. Looking down at her like a big bad wolf eyeing a little white rabbit, he gave off an invisible pressure that made her feel inexplicably ashamed, her heart pounding rapidly.

Then, a young and magnetic voice rang out.

"Xiao Yi Xian, today you should fulfill your promise."

Xiao Yi Xian's mind was hazy.

"A promise?"

"What promise?"

"Wait, what is he going to do!"

"Quick, let me go!"

Xiao Yi Xian screamed inwardly and struggled desperately, but it was as if invisible chains had bound her tightly.

All her struggles were futile. She only felt the world spin, her heart pound even harder, and the sensation grow increasingly intense, until—

Bang!

Xiao Yi Xian suddenly sat upright in bed. Cold sweat covered her smooth forehead, and her cherry lips parted as she panted heavily. Her snow-white skin now carried a faint rosy glow.

"Phew..."

"It was a dream, just a dream!"

Xiao Yi Xian let out a long breath, a trace of relief flashing through her beautiful eyes.

Especially when she recalled the contents of that dream, enough to make her die of embarrassment, heat and shame spread throughout her body. She muttered a curse, "It's all that little pervert's fault. He was still bullying me in my dream."

And not merely bullying her—he had gone even further.

"Hmm?"

After her heart calmed slightly, Xiao Yi Xian suddenly felt discomfort beneath the silk quilt, along with dampness spreading between her legs.

She lifted the silk quilt, and a cool breeze washed over her.

Xiao Yi Xian shuddered slightly and instantly understood where the dampness had come from. A crimson flush spread from her snow-white swanlike neck all the way to her ears, as though blood might drip from them.

These bedding couldn't be used anymore. She had to secretly replace and wash them.

Just as she was about to do so, a knock sounded at the door at the most inopportune moment.

"Miss, are you awake?"

"A distinguished guest has arrived at Wanyao Pavilion. Mr. Yao asks that you come over."

Hearing the maid's voice, Xiao Yi Xian jumped, her hands freezing in place.

A distinguished guest?

Why did he have to come at such a bad time?

Forget it. She would deal with it when she returned.

"Understood. I'll be right there."

After thinking for a moment, Xiao Yi Xian answered and then climbed out of bed.

Before long, she was fully dressed. After a quick wash, she headed toward the Guest Reception Hall of Wanyao Pavilion.

Before she even entered, she heard a familiar voice coming from inside the hall.

"Master Yao, when will your Little Fairy Doctor arrive?"

"Ever since I came to Qingshan Town, I've heard that this Little Fairy Doctor is as beautiful as a celestial maiden, gentle and kind. I've long wished to behold her beauty."

"Hahaha, Young Master Xiao, don't be impatient. I've already sent someone to call her. She'll be here shortly, and then you can have a proper conversation with her."

"I imagine Xiao Yi Xian would also be delighted to befriend such a young talent as Young Master Xiao."

Outside the door, upon hearing that young voice in the Guest Reception Hall, Xiao Yi Xian instinctively recalled the memories from her dream—half blurry, half vivid. A faint blush rose to her cheeks, and her legs weakened.

"That little pervert, why did he come straight to my door?"

For no reason, Xiao Yi Xian panicked. She felt the urge to turn around and leave, but having already come this far, she could only brace herself and walk into the hall without looking sideways.

"Mr. Yao, I'm here."

"Haha, Xiao Yi Xian is here?"

"We were just talking about you."

When Mr. Yao saw Xiao Yi Xian arrive, a smile immediately appeared on his face. He promptly looked toward Xiao Ce and introduced her with a slightly fawning manner, "Young Master Xiao, look. This is Xiao Yi Xian."

Half an hour earlier, Xiao Ce had openly visited Wanyao Pavilion. Then, before Mr. Yao, the owner of Wanyao Pavilion, he had casually revealed a bit of his strength, nearly making Mr. Yao bow down and acknowledge him as his master.

After all, throughout all of Qingshan Town, the strongest person in the open was merely a Doushi.

And only a two-star Doushi at that.

Though Xiao Ce was so young, his strength was unfathomable. His origins and background were certainly beyond comparison with a small Wanyao Pavilion.

That was also why Mr. Yao had assumed such an almost fawning attitude before Xiao Ce.

If he could use Xiao Yi Xian to establish a connection with Young Master Xiao Ce, he would be more than willing.

Xiao Ce swept his gaze over Xiao Yi Xian, the corners of his lips lifting slightly as he pretended not to know her.

"Hehe, so this is Xiao Yi Xian?"

"Just as her name suggests, she is as beautiful as a celestial maiden. But..."

"Why is Miss Xiao Yi Xian unwilling to even look at me properly?"

"Mr. Yao, could it be that I am very ugly?"

At those words, Mr. Yao shuddered and hurriedly explained, "Young Master Xiao, you must be joking. If even you were considered ugly, then I fear there would be no handsome men left on the continent."

"Haha, I like hearing that, Mr. Yao."

"I merely spoke the truth. There was not the slightest falsehood in it!"

After speaking with a solemn expression, Mr. Yao turned to Xiao Yi Xian, his tone becoming stern.

"Xiao Yi Xian, Young Master Xiao is an honored guest of Wanyao Pavilion. How could you neglect him like this? Hurry and apologize to Young Master Xiao!"

Only after Mr. Yao spoke did Xiao Yi Xian reluctantly look toward Xiao Ce.

Yet the moment she saw him, she inexplicably overlapped him with that somewhat blurry figure from her dream, making her expression entirely unnatural.

"I'm sorry. I was discourteous to you just now, Young Master. Please be magnanimous and do not take it to heart."

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Yi Xian suppressed the strange feelings in her heart and gave Xiao Ce a slight bow. Yet in the end, she could not resist glaring at him, as if asking, Why did you come here?

Xiao Ce raised a brow, as if replying, Why can't I come?

Then he said indifferently, "Naturally, I won't take such a trivial matter to heart. However, as compensation, I hope Miss Xiao Yi Xian can serve as my guide in Qingshan Town. That is not too much to ask, is it?"

Before Xiao Yi Xian could speak, Mr. Yao hurriedly jumped in, "Not at all, not at all!"

"It is Xiao Yi Xian's honor to serve as Young Master Xiao's guide."

Xiao Yi Xian stared at Mr. Yao in astonishment.

Mr. Yao was, after all, the owner of Wanyao Pavilion and a renowned figure in Qingshan Town. Why was he acting so humble before Xiao Ce?

Wasn't this a little too shamelessly fawning?