With the moon hanging high in the sky and the night already deep, Xiao Yan finally slipped slowly out of Dan Chen's room.
Inside the room, hazy moonlight cast a faint glow over Dan Chen's soft, lovely face. Exhausted, the young woman had already fallen asleep.
A trace of pain lingered between her delicate brows, but a faint, happy smile graced the corners of her lips.
Yet while she was utterly worn out, Xiao Yan remained as lively as a dragon and vigorous as a tiger. Indeed, his fighting spirit had only risen higher.
His figure flickered slightly, and he appeared inside Cao Ying's room.
However, he did not find Cao Ying sitting in meditation. Instead, he heard the splashing of running water.
"What's that sound?"
As curiosity stirred in Xiao Yan's heart, the sound of water grew louder.
He looked toward its source and saw a slender, graceful figure walking toward him.
With every step, her water-snake waist swayed gently.
Cao Ying had just finished bathing. With a casual wave of her hand, her fire attribute Dou Qi evaporated every droplet from her body, leaving only a faint, delicate fragrance.
A thin veil of black and red draped lightly over her, offering glimpses of fair skin. In the candlelight, it carried a dangerously seductive allure.
"My King, do you think I'm beautiful?"
Seeing Xiao Yan's eyes almost glaze over, Cao Ying's long, narrow eyes filled with a bewitching smile.
"Beautiful. My beloved consort is absolutely beautiful!"
Xiao Yan swallowed softly.
He had to admit that the Cao Family's enchantress truly lived up to her name. This girl really knew how to play.
In response, Cao Ying merely smiled softly before throwing herself into Xiao Yan's embrace, her fair arms slowly winding around his neck.
Xiao Yan lowered his head