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383: Chapter 383 The Quiet and Lonely Quarter

"Do you think... will King Xuanyin make a big move in these three days?" Wu Qingya lowered her voice.

"Definitely!" Chu Xiaoxiao said with certainty. "For a figure like her, she never easily lets go of what she wants."

"If she really makes a big move... will she eventually be... by Husband?" Ye Qianqian didn't finish her sentence, but everyone understood what she meant.

"Married home!" Qiao Feifei finished the sentence for her, her tone full of anticipation.

Everyone chuckled, and the atmosphere instantly became lively.

In everyone's eyes, there was that kind of excitement of "King Xuanyin, hurry up and come."

Su Yingxue looked at them and found it amusing.

"I'll go probe King Xuanyin's bottom line. I need to know how much of her feelings for Husband tonight are true and how much are false."

"Going now?" Qianye was a bit surprised. "The banquet is almost over."

"That's exactly why I need to go now." Su Yingxue smoothed her dress. "If I go any later, she'll be gone."

But just as she stepped forward, preparing to head towards the Tianlang Empire seats, the host's voice came from the center of the hall:

"The celebration banquet for this Friendship Tournament ends here! Safe travels, everyone!"

The guests stood up one after another and began to leave.

Over at the Tianlang Empire seats, King Xuanyin also stood up, leading Ai Wei and the group of Tianlang Empire contestants as they walked out of the hall.

As her purple skirt fluttered, she didn't even cast a second glance toward the Lingyuan Empire side.

Su Yingxue paused her steps, gazing at the receding figure, and sighed with a hint of regret.

"Forget it, I'll go tomorrow."

She turned around and returned to the midst of her sisters.

Lin Yun had walked over at some point.

"Let's go, heading home."

Su Yingxue nodded and took his arm voluntarily.

A group of dozens, they marched out of the imperial palace and set off on the road home amidst the night.

Lin Family Manor.

The night was thick, and moonlight carpeted the courtyard.

The maid robots had already prepared hot water and fresh clothes in advance, and the bed in the master bedroom was covered with brand-new silk sheets.

Lin Yun led his wives into the master bedroom. Once the door was closed, the clamor that had been bustling all day was finally shut out.

But the liveliness inside the master bedroom had only just begun.

Today's victory, today's glory.

Those heart-pounding moments from today, and the wedding coming in three days...

All these emotions piled up, turning into a blazing flame, burning in everyone's heart.

Qiao Feifei was the first to pounce onto the bed, rolled around, and shouted while lying on her back:

"Today was so awesome! Husband defeated ten people in a row! The faces of those from the Tianlang Empire turned green!"

Qiao Shiyu jumped beside her and lay down:

"And in three days, Fei Xue and Feiying will be joining us. I'm so excited!"

"Yeah! So excited, we're getting another pair of twin beauties!"

Everyone laughed and played, and the master bedroom was filled with a joyful atmosphere.

Lin Yun stood by the bedside, looking at his wives, who were smiling and laughing, feeling a warmth in his heart.

"Husband~"

"Come here."

Qiao Feifei dragged out her voice and reached out to him.

Lin Yun walked over and was yanked onto the bed by her.

Immediately after, the others gathered around him too.

Su Yingxue sat to one side, watching this scene with a smile.

She wasn't in a hurry to join, but her gaze subconsciously swept toward the wall on one side of the master bedroom.

Behind that wall was the compartment.

On those usual nights, there would always be three figures standing in the compartment.

Fei Xue, Feiying, and Ruozao.

Appearing on time every night, never missing a single night.

They would stand in front of the transparent wall, blushing, hearts racing, yet unable to look away.

But tonight, the compartment was empty.

A faint sense of emptiness welled up in Su Yingxue's heart.

Those three girls had all been picked up by their respective families tonight.

It seems they won't be coming during these three days before the wedding.

"Yingxue, what are you thinking about?"

Lin Yun's voice came from behind her, his warm breath brushing against her ear.

Su Yingxue snapped back to reality and shook her head gently:

"It's nothing. It's just... the compartment is empty, and I'm a bit unaccustomed to it."

Lin Yun followed her gaze to the wall, and a trace of melancholy flashed in his eyes as well.

He chuckled softly: "In three days, everyone will be family."

Su Yingxue nodded and snuggled into his arms.

The night deepened.

The lights in the master bedroom stayed on until dawn.

Those heated sounds, ambiguous atmosphere, and intertwined figures lingered in the room all night long.

Only the other side of that transparent wall remained quiet throughout.

The compartment was empty, with no one standing there to watch anymore.

There was no one blushing, biting their lips, or having their hearts racing anymore.

A slight imperfection.

Lin Yun thought to himself.

But then he thought of three days later.

Three days later, those two sisters would truly walk into this master bedroom, into his arms.

The smile on his lips deepened, and he hugged Qianye in his arms even tighter.

The moonlight outside the window gradually faded, and the horizon began to turn pale.

A sleepless night.

On the other side.

Tianlang Delegation residence.

King Xuanyin closed the door.

She sent Ai Wei and the others all away.

She was the only one left in the room.

She stood by the window, watching the moonlight outside.

Her brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

The scenes from the entire day kept replaying in her mind.

The arena.

The corridor.

The side hall.

Lin Yun's face.

Lin Yun's voice.

Lin Yun's scent.

And that sentence...

"Aren't you afraid of playing with fire and getting burned, Sister, and ending up getting yourself involved?"

King Xuanyin raised her hand to press against her temples.

She took a deep breath.

Then, she sat cross-legged on the bed.

Closing her eyes.

Entering meditation.

She needed to calm her mind.

To sort through everything that happened today, from beginning to end, carefully and thoroughly.

The room quieted down.

Moonlight fell in from outside the window, sprinkling onto her pink hair.

She remained motionless.

Her breathing gradually stabilized.

Her mind sank into the depths of her consciousness.

One hour.

Two hours.

Three hours.

When the horizon began to turn pale.

King Xuanyin opened her eyes abruptly.

In her eyes, which were usually charming and composed, there was now full of shock.

She confirmed one thing.

She was not normal today.

Very not normal.

She was King Xuanyin.

Having cultivated the Xuanyin Charm Dao for thousands of years.

Immune to all charms.

Unmoved by all hearts.

How many princes and prodigies had been infatuated before her.

She couldn't even be bothered to lift an eyelid.

But what about today?

She was flirted back by Lin Yun a few times, and her ears actually burned.

She took the initiative to get close to him, pressed against him, their breaths intertwined.

She even felt sourness and unwillingness in the bottom of her heart because he was going to marry someone else.

This was too absurd.

How could she possibly fall in love with someone within half a day?

And it was a junior?

And a little guy at the sixth stage?

This completely didn't fit her personality.

Completely didn't fit her Dao Heart.

Completely didn't fit her code of conduct for thousands of years.

King Xuanyin clenched her fists.

She closed her eyes.

Dissecting every detail of today again, crushing it, and chewing on it repeatedly.

The match ended.

Ai Wei was defeated.

She went on stage to recruit Lin Yun.

At that time, her mindset was normal.

Appreciation. Cherishing talent. Wanting to lure him back to the Tianlang Empire.

Exactly the same as the countless times she had recruited geniuses over the past thousands of years.

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