A Stranger Girl in the Study: Crown Prince Brother Hiding a Little Brother

Ever since he returned to the residence after hunting his first soul ring with his cheap teacher Qian Renxue, She Xian's good days were officially declared over.

Qian Renxue issued him a top-level prohibition order—"special-grade confidentiality."

To use the exact words of this Young Master disguised as the Heaven Dou Crown Prince:

With Twin Martial Souls and a shocking soul ring configuration,

the moment even a whisper of this leaked out, there would be people who would stop at nothing to ensure he never saw the sun rise the next day.

Thus, the vast Crown Prince's Residence became She Xian's exclusive cage.

His range of movement was strictly limited to a straight line between his bedchamber and the Crown Prince's study.

Only when he encountered difficult problems in his cultivation could he slip away to the study to receive private tutoring from Qian Renxue.

The rest of the time, his tasks were simple to the extreme—grind, grind until he dropped!

This assembly-line lifestyle lasted for nearly two years.

Aside from meditating to circulate his Soul Power, She Xian was not entirely idle.

After Little White absorbed the Ice Flood Dragon soul ring, fragmented pieces of information occasionally popped up from the depths of her memory.

Based on these remnants, Little White compiled a set of simple yet extremely practical water and ice control techniques.

She taught everything she knew to She Xian without reservation.

"Husband, drawing water to condense ice requires a clear and transparent mind; never use brute force to force it."

Whenever She Xian practiced until he was scratching his head in frustration, Little White's soft, boneless jade hands would rest on the back of his.

Her body, a mix of warmth and icy chill, would press against him from behind.

The sheer gauze dress could not hide those stunning curves, making the young boy's heart tremble.

Her soft, orchid-like breath fell against his ear as she patiently guided the micro-manipulation of his Soul Power.

With the stunning snake maiden teaching him hand-in-hand, She Xian's water and ice control improved daily, and he could already put it to use in combat.

Unfortunately,

when he tried to challenge the higher-level ultimate technique, "Profound Ice Dragon Soaring,"

reality gave him a harsh slap in the face.

Every time he excitedly circulated his Soul Power, attempting to condense an ice dragon that could sweep across an army, the outcome was extremely tragic.

His physique was too weak,

and the backlash of the extreme cold nearly caused his meridians to crack on the spot.

His Soul Power was too low,

and his pathetic reserves were instantly drained clean.

His control over the ice element was even further from being refined enough, and the moves would easily spiral out of control the moment he started.

The most embarrassing time,

he exhausted all his strength, only to finally condense a crooked, mangled lump in his palm.

The shape looked like nothing more than a frozen, bloated lizard, which slapped onto the ground and shattered into ice shards.

"Forget it, forget it. Cultivation must be adapted to step by step; one must eat one bite at a time. Let's just cultivate honestly!"

Facing the three mountains of physique, Soul Power, and ice element control, She Xian decisively chose to admit defeat.

He temporarily gave up on learning this ultimate weapon.

Today, in the luxurious and quiet side chamber.

She Xian sat cross-legged on a thick, soft couch, his hands forming a peculiar seal in front of his lower abdomen.

A layer of deep blue, watery light shimmered around his body.

The temperature in the room was several degrees lower than usual.

A thin layer of frost condensed on the surface of the porcelain cup on the tea table.

The Soul Power within his body roared like a rushing torrent, thundering madly through his meridians.

Over and over again, it slammed against that sturdy barrier.

Snap!

A taut string was plucked in an instant.

Soul Power, several times more massive than before, surged like a river bursting through a dam, sweeping through his limbs and bones.

His previously restricted meridians were forcibly widened, and a feeling of total comfort rushed straight to his head.

She Xian exhaled a long breath of white mist and snapped his eyes open!

In those clear, transparent green pupils, a chilling, soul-stirring cold light flickered.

Level 20!

After nearly two years, he had finally crossed this pass that stood before the threshold of a Soul Grandmaster!

Hum—!

The void trembled slightly,

and a wisp of faint fragrance permeated the room without warning.

Little White's slender and graceful figure appeared silently, drifting lightly beside the couch.

Her gauze was like snow, her body lithe and elegant.

A look of genuine joy hung on that warm, jade-like, and beautiful face.

Her eyes were filled with tenderness as she gazed at the young boy before her.

"Congratulations, husband, on breaking through to level 20~"

"Haha! Little White, I finally broke through!"

She Xian laughed heartily, overcome with excitement.

He jumped off the couch, reached out, and wrapped his arms around Little White's slender, supple waist.

Where his hands touched, he felt soft jade and warmth; Little White's surprisingly resilient body and subtle fragrance instantly enveloped him.

"Level 20! Finally level 20!"

"Staying cooped up in this Crown Prince's Residence every day, I was about to mold like a dried mushroom!"

"Second soul ring, here I come!"

Unable to sit still for even a second, the emotionally charged She Xian moved.

Little White tidied his slightly messy clothes for him.

She Xian rushed to pull open the door and headed straight for the Crown Prince's study!

He possessed unimaginable privileges.

No announcement was needed, no body search was required.

He could even enter and leave the Crown Prince's private restricted area at will.

She Xian walked with an unbothered, swaggering gait, his feet moving like the wind, and soon arrived before the door of the study.

"Teacher! Great news!"

She Xian couldn't even be bothered to knock; he pushed open the heavy, carved wooden door with one hand and charged in, shouting at the top of his lungs.

However,

the expression he had expected from Qian Renxue—both gratified and tinged with a reserved sternness—did not appear.

The atmosphere in the study was strange to the extreme.

Sunlight streamed through the exquisite carved window lattices, spilling onto the sandalwood desk.

Sitting behind the desk, dressed in the luxurious python robe of a crown prince, "Xue Qinghe" froze slightly.

And not far from "Xue Qinghe's" side stood a girl of about She Xian's age.

The girl had neat, elegant, rice-white short hair, which made her delicate, small face look even sweeter and prettier.

She wore the high-class ceremonial dress unique to the Heaven Dou royalty.

Her entire being exuded an impeccable sense of royal pride and delicacy.

She Xian's earth-shattering shout and his swaggering entry caused both people in the room to freeze simultaneously.

The girl had been chatting sweetly with her brother.

Now, her beautiful almond eyes were wide open, her red lips slightly parted, and her gaze was full of shock and wonder.

Qian Renxue, disguised as "Xue Qinghe," felt her eyelids twitch.

The fingers gripping the book tightened instantly, and a vein pulsed faintly at the corner of her eye.

Qian Renxue never expected that She Xian would rush in so recklessly at this critical moment!

She Xian's forward momentum braked hard in mid-air.

The soles of his feet rubbed against the polished granite floor, creating a teeth-grinding screech.

"Uh..."

She Xian blinked those pure, innocent green eyes.

His gaze swept back and forth between Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, and the girl with rice-white short hair.

A level-ten alarm blared in his mind!

Holy crap!

There's an outsider!

Teacher didn't tell me there was a guest today!

"Crown Prince brother, who is he..."

The young girl with rice-white short hair was the first to break the silence.

Her beautiful eyes shifted slightly, scanning the white-haired, green-eyed youth before her who was handsome yet reckless.

An indescribable curiosity welled up in the depths of her gaze.

This was the study of the Crown Prince's Residence!

It was the private sanctuary of Xue Qinghe, the future emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire, known for his strict discipline and gentle, refined demeanor!

Even high-ranking court officials had to tread with utmost caution when entering this room.

Why had this white-haired youth, who looked to be about her own age, been able to barge straight in without even knocking?

Moreover, why had she never heard of such a person in the Crown Prince's residence?

What was even more absurd was what he had just called the Crown Prince.

Teacher?!

When had the Crown Prince secretly taken on such a handsome disciple?

A series of questions exploded in the girl's mind, leaving her feeling restless with intrigue.