What do you mean you put a head on Dai Mubai's pillow?

Dai Mobai focused his gaze, and the object became clearer; it appeared to be a metallic trinket, shimmering brightly.

Arriving at the spot where Moon Concubine had died, Dai Mobai picked up the item from the ground.

It was a necklace, the pendant engraved with a sun, though only half of it remained.

Although he could not discern what it was, Dai Mobai still tucked it away into his soul tool ring.

Time slipped away bit by bit, the last glimmer of light vanished from the horizon, and night shrouded the entire Star Luo Imperial Palace.

Dai Mubai's bedchamber was brightly lit.

"Why hasn't You Lian returned after being gone for so long? Could she have failed?"

Dai Mubai paced back and forth in the room, his face etched with anxiety.

"Impossible. No man can resist You Lian's charm, let alone when her martial soul is the Soul-Sucking Demon Bat, which excels at bewitchment. At close range, there is no way Dai Mobai could have escaped. She must have been delayed by something else."

He muttered to himself, barely managing to convince himself, yet the unease in his heart did not vanish; instead, it grew increasingly intense.

He even felt as though there was something strange behind him, as if a pair of eyes were watching him from within the bedchamber.

But when he turned around, he saw nothing at all.

Having waited until nearly dawn without You Lian appearing, a yawning Dai Mubai finally could not hold on any longer.

After instructing his guards to notify him immediately if there was any news, he went straight to bed, and before long, his breathing became steady.

Confirming that Dai Mubai was truly fast asleep, the air beside his bed suddenly rippled.

A transparent silhouette appeared, gradually taking shape to reveal Li Yue's tall, lithe figure.

Do I really have to throw it directly onto him? Wouldn't that be a bit too twisted?

Li Yue held Moon Concubine's head, her expression conflicted.

How about...

Li Yue's eyes suddenly brightened as a brilliant idea occurred to her.

She slowly lifted Moon Concubine's head, moving as lightly as possible.

Finally, after spending nearly ten seconds, Li Yue carefully placed Moon Concubine's head on Dai Mubai's pillow.

To ensure that Dai Mubai would see Moon Concubine the moment he opened his eyes, she even thoughtfully straightened the head.

Perfect (≧∇≦)!

Li Yue placed her hands on her hips, giving herself a mental thumbs-up.

Job done.

Clapping her hands together, Li Yue's figure gradually turned transparent until she vanished completely.

Returning to Dai Mobai's bedchamber, a lamp remained lit in the room.

A cup of clear tea sat on the table, wisps of steam rising occasionally.

Li Yue did not stand on ceremony; she picked up the teacup and drained it in one gulp.

The temperature was just right—warming to the stomach but not scalding to the mouth.

Turning to look toward the bed, she saw Dai Mobai sprawled out in a "big" shape, sleeping in a completely unrefined manner.

"No matter how mature he acts, he is still just a boy at heart."

Li Yue chuckled softly and rose to walk toward Dai Mobai's bed.

Originally, she had intended to help him pull up his quilt, but as she drew closer, she found herself drawn to his firm, handsome face.

Although this face was seventy percent similar to Dai Mubai's, Dai Mobai was simply more striking; even in sleep, his presence was clearly palpable.

He's so handsome, so why is his personality so annoying?

Thinking of how Dai Mobai had teased her earlier, Li Yue's hand, which had been reaching for the quilt, changed direction and stretched toward his face.

Li Yue's slender fingers inched closer to Dai Mobai's nose, but just as she was about to pinch it, a hand suddenly shot out from the side and gripped her wrist.

"Do you know what the penalty is for attempting to assassinate a prince?"

Li Yue shuddered in fright, and as she looked down, she saw that Dai Mobai's golden and red heterochromatic eyes were already wide open.

"I... I..."

Her shifty gaze inadvertently swept over the quilt that Dai Mobai had kicked to the foot of the bed.

"I was just trying to cover you with the quilt, you misunderstood me."

Li Yue stiffened her neck, acting righteous.

"Cover me with a quilt? A secret guard doing the work of a maid? Does that mean next time you'll be warming my bed?"

Dai Mobai raised an eyebrow and released Li Yue's wrist.

"In your dreams! I'm a secret guard who sells her life, not her... her body!"

Li Yue crossed her arms and retreated a few steps, her pretty face showing seventy percent panic and thirty percent vigilance.

"Fine, fine, fine, I get it. Let's talk business—how did the task I entrusted to you go?"

Dai Mobai rolled out of bed, stepped into his shoes, and walked over to the table to pour himself a cup of tea, moistening his parched throat.

"Hey, that cup..."

Watching Dai Mobai use the cup she had just used herself, Li Yue wanted to say something but held back.

"What's wrong with the cup? You just used it? It's fine, I don't mind."

Dai Mobai replied as if it were only natural, then took another sip.

Tightened. Li Yue felt her fists tighten.

"Hoo—"

She let out a long breath, calming her racing heart.

"It's done. I returned Moon Concubine's head to Dai Mubai, but I didn't throw it at him."

Li Yue crossed her arms over her chest, her chin tilted slightly upward.

"Then how did you do it?"

Dai Mobai took another sip.

"I placed Moon Concubine's head right next to his pillow..."

"Pfft—"

A mist of water sprayed from Dai Mobai's mouth.

"Wait a second, what do you mean you placed Moon Concubine's head next to Dai Mubai's pillow?"

He stared straight at Li Yue, his expression a mix of suspicion and unfamiliarity.

"Exactly what it sounds like. Throwing a head at someone is too perverted; I didn't want to do that."

Li Yue didn't quite understand why Dai Mobai was reacting so strongly.

"No, no, no, you're more badass than me. You're the real pervert here."

Dai Mobai waved his hands repeatedly. Compared to Li Yue's methods, he felt like his own operations were those of a raw recruit.

"If Dai Mubai opens his eyes and sees a head sitting right next to his pillow... that image, tsk tsk."

Dai Mobai clicked his tongue twice, already beginning to pity the man.

"F—ck—!"

A resounding, furious curse erupted from Dai Mubai's bedchamber, carrying an uncontrollable tremor.

Dai Mubai was curled up in the corner of his bed, his four pupils shrunk to the size of pinpricks, locked onto the round, rolling object he had swatted away not far from him.

His chest heaved rapidly as he gasped for air, his heart still pounding with terror.

Hearing the commotion, the guards stationed outside the hall rushed in immediately.

"Your Highness, Third Prince, what has happened?"

The guards looked at Dai Mubai, who was huddled on the bed breathing like a broken bellows, and were completely bewildered.

"What happened? You f—king have the nerve to ask me what happened?!"

Extreme fear had ignited an intense rage within Dai Mubai.

He threw off the quilt wrapped around him and, without even putting on his shoes, strode up to the guard and slapped him across the face.

The blow not only knocked the guard's helmet off but sent him stumbling backward.

Even that wasn't enough to vent his anger; he grabbed the guard by his armor and dragged him forcibly toward Moon Concubine's head.

"Open your eyes and take a good look! What the f—k is this!"