The next day, Qian Renxue woke groggily to find herself lying in a man's arms.
Those large hands just happened to be resting on her towering peaks, holding her in an iron grip.
She could even feel the scorching heat coming from his palms.
Besides that, she felt something unusual behind her. Only after focusing on it for a good while did she suddenly realize where that strange sensation came from.
Her exquisite, snow-white face instantly flushed crimson.
This little pervert had actually claimed he slept quietly.
He called this behaving himself?
Qian Renxue was annoyed, but she dared not wake Chen Feng for fear of the embarrassment.
Carefully and with considerable effort, she pried those large hands away from her towering peaks, then quickly got up.
Having lost his soft body pillow, the sleeping Chen Feng frowned and reached out, groping randomly over the bed.
Afraid he would wake, Qian Renxue hurriedly tossed her pillow into his arms.
Chen Feng hugged the pillow and went back to sleep.
Who knew what sweet dream he was having? He even chuckled twice and mumbled, "My wife Xiao Xue has such a great figure. My wife Xiao Xue, let's change positions. I like you on your stomach."
"Scoundrel. Pervert."
Qian Renxue's face burned crimson. She wished she could slap him dead.
He was actually having such a shameful dream, and it was even about her.
She took a deep breath and turned to leave.
After taking two steps, she rubbed her full bottom. It still hurt a little.
At the thought of yesterday's shameful scene, even her neck turned red.
She glanced back at Chen Feng, whose face wore a wicked smile, and could not resist giving him another fierce glare.
Then she found a slip of paper and left a short message in large characters.
"Little pervert, I'm leaving."
Picking up the note, she mischievously smeared her saliva over its back and stuck it to Chen Feng's forehead. Only then did she leave, thoroughly satisfied.
The sun was already high before Chen Feng climbed out of bed.
He looked around, but Qian Renxue was nowhere to be seen.
Then he looked down. Good, everything was still there.
Looks like I really did behave myself in my sleep last night.
Chen Feng felt something odd on his forehead. Reaching up, he pulled off a slip of paper.
She really wasn't reluctant to leave at all. She ran off first thing in the morning.
Chen Feng pursed his lips, set the note aside, and released his Martial Soul to take a look. To his surprise, the golden branch had grown considerably again.
It seemed that playing Liu Xiahui for a night had made Qian Renxue feel some affection toward him.
After getting up, washing, and eating breakfast, Chen Feng went to Spirit Hall Academy again.
With his principal wife gone, he could only go find Little Fox.
"Your Highness the Holy Son, has Sister Xue left?"
Nestled in Chen Feng's arms, Hu Liena asked curiously.
"Yes! She ran off early this morning."
Chen Feng nodded. "I might have to leave Spirit Hall in a couple of days too."
"Huh? Where are you going, Your Highness?"
Hu Liena blurted out.
"Out to gain some experience."
Chen Feng smiled. "What, can't bear to part with me?"
"Of course not."
Hu Liena blushed as she denied it.
Chen Feng smiled and took Hu Liena to the Great Soul Arena for an individual match and a doubles match, then wandered around Spirit City with her.
They spent two consecutive days like this, and their relationship rapidly grew warmer.
That evening, Chen Feng held Hu Liena's hand and asked, "Little Fox, will you stay with me in the Holy Son Hall tonight? I'm going to compose a song tailored just for you."
"You can compose songs too, Your Highness?"
Hu Liena looked utterly surprised.
"Of course!"
With a perfectly serious expression, Chen Feng said, "Using just two words, I can compose a song that'll set your blood surging and make you linger, unwilling to leave. But you're the only one who can sing this song."
"Really? I'm actually looking forward to it."
Hu Liena believed him and asked a little nervously, "What if I can't sing it well?"
"You'll definitely sing it well."
Chen Feng said earnestly, "You don't need any technique. As long as the feeling is there, you'll sing it straight from the heart."
"Really? Then let's hurry. I can hardly wait," Hu Liena urged.
"All right!"
Chen Feng nodded with a smile, a wicked grin spreading across his face.
Back in the Holy Son's Sleeping Hall, Chen Feng had Hu Liena lie on the bed and get ready. He was about to compose a song for her.
"Your Highness, why do I have to lie here to get ready?" Hu Liena tilted her head and asked in confusion.
"Because this song can only be composed here."
Smiling, Chen Feng said, "Close your eyes. Whatever I do in a moment, you mustn't resist. Only then can I compose a flawless song."
"Oh!"
Hu Liena felt something was a little off, but she still obediently closed her eyes.
After an unknown amount of time, Hu Liena felt a weight settle on her as a scorching body pressed down on her.
Startled, she opened her eyes and was about to say something when Chen Feng sealed her mouth.
"Mmph!"
Hu Liena whimpered twice, and her body went completely limp.
His Highness is so bad. He's tricked me again.
The Family Tree Martial Soul manifested on its own, and a tiny pink twig slowly sprouted above the dark purple Branch.
It kept growing and soon surpassed the golden Branch.
By the latter half of the night, when the singing stopped, that pink twig had grown to rival the dark purple Branch.
It was covered in pink leaves, but had yet to blossom or bear fruit.
"Your Highness, you tricked me."
Hu Liena took a couple of breaths and pouted. "You promised to compose a song for me and let me sing it, but instead..."
Chen Feng smiled. "How did I trick you? Just tell me, were you singing just now or not?"
"I wasn't..."
Before she finished, Hu Liena suddenly caught on, and her pretty face instantly turned crimson.
"Weren't you singing the whole time just now? And didn't the lyrics have only two words? One was 'ah,' and the other was 'mm.' Right? That's the song I composed for you. While I was composing it, you were already giving a perfect performance," Chen Feng said with a chuckle.
"Your Highness, you're far too wicked."
Hu Liena spoke with a blushing face.
"Hehe, didn't get your fill of singing just now? Let's have another round."
Chen Feng rolled over and rose, beginning his second round of songwriting.
Over the next few days, Hu Liena stayed in the Holy Son's Sleeping Hall, exploring innovations in songwriting and singing positions with Chen Feng.
Standing, lying on her stomach, standing on one leg, suspended from wires.
All those singing positions left Hu Liena exhausted and drenched in sweat.
After several days of effort, the pink Branch finally filled with pink blossoms and bore a pink fruit.
And it was already ripe.
During this time, Hu Liena also kept receiving strengthening energy fed back by the Branch.
Her Martial Soul, physical body, and soul all grew considerably stronger.
Her level 49 bottleneck finally broke as well, and her Soul Power reached level 50.
Overjoyed, Hu Liena hugged Chen Feng and cheered, "Your Highness, you really can help me break through my bottleneck!"
She had been stuck at that bottleneck for three months without making a breakthrough.
She had never expected that merely composing and singing songs with His Highness for a few days would let her break through so easily.
Chen Feng smiled. "Not just that. Your Martial Soul, body, and soul have all been greatly strengthened. You can absorb a fifth Soul Ring far beyond the theoretical limit."
"Wonderful! I'll ask Teacher to take me to hunt for a Soul Ring tomorrow."
Hu Liena was rather excited. Then she looked at Chen Feng and asked, "Your Highness, can you come with us?"
"Of course."
Chen Feng nodded as he spoke.
"You're so good to me, Your Highness."
In her delight, Hu Liena took the initiative to invite Chen Feng to compose a song, singing with all her heart and strength.
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