411: Chapter 411 Who's Shouting 'Husband, Be Gentle'?

The morning light was bright. The lingering intimacy in the master bedroom finally began to subside.

The air drifted with a faint, suggestive scent, a mixture of spiritual incense and the natural fragrance of women.

The brocade quilt was piled messily at the foot of the bed, and a few long strands of hair were scattered near the pillows.

Lin Yun threw on a robe and leaned down to scoop up the still-limp Fei Xue and Feiying in his arms.

The twin sisters' cheeks were flushed crimson, and they leaned softly against his chest, lacking even the strength to lift their arms.

Feiying buried her face in the crook of his neck, muttering something unintelligible.

Fei Xue kept her eyes closed, her eyelashes still damp with fine droplets, her breathing light and shallow.

"Let's go soak in the hot spring to relieve the fatigue."

Lin Yun lowered his head to kiss each of them on the forehead before walking toward the adjacent hot spring room.

The other wives also rose one after another, draping themselves in light gauze.

They followed behind in twos and threes, chatting and laughing.

Qiao Feifei stretched lazily, her light gauze slipping halfway off her shoulder: "Hot spring, hot spring! My bones feel like they're about to fall apart."

Chen Yuwei laughed and patted her from behind: "Who told you to be so wild last night."

Qiao Feifei replied righteously: "I was just demonstrating for our two new sisters!"

Feiying, walking in front, heard this and poked half her head out from Lin Yun's shoulder. Her voice was soft and weak, but she didn't forget to retort: "Who asked you to demonstrate... I can do it myself."

Qiao Feifei giggled: "Oh~ Then who was it in the blankets last night shouting 'Husband, be gentle'?"

Feiying's face turned bright red in an instant. She buried her face back into Lin Yun's chest and muffled: "...I didn't."

The sisters burst into laughter.

...

The hot spring was thick with mist, warmth wrapping around their bodies.

A few spiritual flower petals floated on the surface of the pool, releasing a faint fragrance under the heat.

Everyone soaked in the warm spring water, chatting, laughing, and splashing about, dispelling the fatigue of the night.

Fei Xue leaned against the edge of the pool, the hot water covering her shoulders, finally regaining some strength.

Feiying splashed water nearby, spraying Qiao Feifei's face.

"Sister Feiying!"

"I didn't mean to!"

"You definitely meant to!"

"Then splash me back!"

Before the words faded, Qiao Feifei had already cupped a handful of water and splashed it back.

The water arched through the air and landed right on Bai Ling's head.

Bai Ling let out an "Ah," wiped her face with her hand, and laughed as she splashed it back. Water sprayed everywhere, and laughter filled the air.

Amidst the hot spring mist, smiling faces appeared and disappeared, beautiful as a painting come to life.

Lin Yun leaned against the side of the pool, his arms resting on the edge, watching them play together, feeling completely content.

Su Yingxue swam over from the other side, leaning beside him and gently nudging him with her elbow.

"Husband, do you think King Xuanyin will really leave today?"

Lin Yun turned his head to look at her: "The scheduled itinerary is for today."

"But she didn't leave her room all day yesterday." Su Yingxue's voice carried a hint of contemplation.

"Even when Ai Wei came for the appointment, she didn't follow. Don't you find that strange?"

"It is a bit strange."

"Then do you think she will come to say goodbye today?"

"Hard to say."

"However... even if she doesn't come, we can take the initiative and go to see her off."

"Hmm, let's do that. We'll take the initiative."

After Su Yingxue finished speaking, she didn't press the matter further. She rested her chin on the edge of the pool, gazing at the floating flower petals, lost in thought.

After playing for nearly half an hour, everyone gradually got up. Water droplets rolled down their smooth skin, dripping onto the warm stone floor and leaving a trail of wet footprints.

After getting dressed, Lin Yun led the group out of the manor and flew toward the residence of the Tianlang Delegation.

The morning breeze brushed their faces, and the pavilions and streets below retreated rapidly. In a moment, the group landed in the open space outside the main gate of the delegation's residence.

Inside the residence, a few figures were standing in the center of the courtyard. King Feiyun, Ziyi, and King Blood Axe had just arrived and were talking with King Xuanyin.

King Xuanyin had changed into a purple-red dress today, covered by a thin gauze shawl of the same color, with her long hair swept up, revealing her slender, fair neck.

Her expression was indifferent as she listened to King Blood Axe, nodding occasionally.

The commotion of Lin Yun's group landing was not loud, but it was enough to attract the attention of those in the courtyard.

King Xuanyin raised her eyelids, her gaze sweeping impartially across Lin Yun's face without lingering. It was light, like wind passing over water, leaving no trace behind.

King Feiyun and Ziyi turned their heads at the same time. The moment their gazes met Lin Yun...

King Feiyun's fingertips curled almost imperceptibly. Ziyi's breath also hitched for a half-beat.

The images from that night flooded back. The expression on Fei Xue's face when she leaned into Lin Yun's arms. The arc of Feiying's neck when she tilted it back. Lin Yun's slender fingers covering their shoulder blades, his knuckles distinct, his movements stimulating yet gentle.

King Feiyun lowered her eyes, suppressing the momentary trance. When she raised her face again, her expression was normal, calm and composed.

Ziyi also withdrew her gaze almost simultaneously, looking elsewhere as if nothing had happened in that instant.

King Xuanyin took it all in. She stood in the center of the courtyard, her purple-red skirt gently stirred by the morning breeze, the corners of her lips curving almost imperceptibly. As expected. Exactly as she had predicted.

Lin Yun's special life Origin permeated unknowingly. The closer one was, and the more one had seen those images, the deeper the permeation.

King Feiyun and Ziyi had been so close before, seeing everything so clearly. Now, seeing Lin Yun in person, that catalyzed palpitation surged out uncontrollably.

King Xuanyin withdrew her gaze, no longer looking at them, the last of her doubts completely dissipating. After a whole day of repeated deduction and research yesterday, she had confirmed the operating rules of Lin Yun's special life Origin.

That thing had the same effect as her Xuanyin Charm Body. But her Xuanyin Charm Body required active activation to charm a target. Whereas Lin Yun's was passive, direct, and continuously affected those around him. And it only affected women.

Just by getting close to him, one would be contaminated. The more beautiful the woman, the faster and deeper the contamination. Moreover, that contamination was irreversible. At least within King Xuanyin's current scope of knowledge, there was no way to eliminate it.

The more she researched yesterday, the more restless that wisp of fluctuation rooted deep in her Divine Soul became, and the more intense her "love" for Lin Yun grew.

Her Dao Heart was repeatedly pried at, and several times she nearly lost her composure, unable to resist the urge to go find him.

If she stayed any longer, continued to observe, continued to get close, and continued to have contact with Lin Yun... she would truly fall. Completely fall.

A dignified King Xuanyin, who had lived for nearly ten thousand years and seen all the romance of the world, ended up falling into the hands of a forty-eight-year-old sixth-order youth, and was passively falling at that. This was too shameful.

Therefore, she had to leave. The faster and further, the better. To stay away from Lin Yun, away from this city, and away from that omnipresent special life Origin.