421: Chapter 421 Confirms that I haven't been behaving normally these past few days

The heat inside the bridal chamber was rising inch by inch.

The candlelight reflected off the red silks, blending the warm light filling the room into an ambiguous orange-red.

Ruozao curled up entirely in Lin Yun's arms, her cheeks as red as a thoroughly boiled shrimp.

Lin Yun lowered his head to kiss her.

Ruozao's eyelashes trembled like a startled butterfly's wings, her breathing light and hurried.

She tried hard to recall the scenes she had seen in the partition on those nights.

Watching was one thing, but experiencing it firsthand was completely another.

She responded clumsily, like a little sparrow that had just learned to flap its wings, both nervous and earnest.

In the next room, everyone was entranced.

There was only the sound of breathing and occasional low chuckles in the air.

Lu Shan's gaze fell on Ruozao, a smile on the corners of her lips, and fragmentary light dancing in the depths of her eyes.

The candles in the bridal chamber were still burning, swaying one after another.

The night deepened inch by inch.

The heat in the bridal chamber grew increasingly fierce.

The candlelight flickered, reflecting on everyone's slightly flushed cheeks.

A silent, passionate tacit understanding permeated the air.

No one spoke.

No one could bear to break this moment.

At this moment.

King Feiyun's Mansion.

King Feiyun sat on a straw mat, her expression as calm as frost.

She had been sitting like this for a long time.

Long enough for the moonlight's shadow to move from the east to the west.

She closed her eyes with steady breathing, looking no different from her usual meditation.

Yet she was not in meditation at all.

Her mind at this moment was like a pot of repeatedly stirred boiling water, with surging undercurrents beneath the surface calm.

Every detail of today's wedding banquet replayed frame by frame in her mind at this moment.

When Lin Yun walked over holding a wine glass to toast, her heartbeat skipped a beat.

When facing Lin Yun, her gaze would unconsciously chase after him.

The image that flashed through her mind when Qiao Feifei uttered the three words "Teasing the Bridal Chamber".

And that fleeting subtlety when she locked eyes with Ziyi.

Both were probing, both were confirming.

King Feiyun opened her eyes and remained silent for a long time.

She could no longer deceive herself.

Something had truly gone wrong with her.

These past few days, she had become unlike herself.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have thought of a young man for no reason.

And she wouldn't repeatedly recall scenes in the middle of the night that she shouldn't have recalled.

Nor would her heartbeat uncontrollably speed up when seeing him.

In the past, King Feiyun would never have believed these reactions.

She was a ninth-tier powerhouse.

Having lived for nearly twenty thousand years.

Her Dao Heart was as stable as a boulder, and her Heart-Nature as clear as a water mirror.

Ordinary romantic throbbings were simply impossible to stir up any ripples in the depths of her heart.

Yet what about now?

Now, sitting in this Cultivate room, Lin Yun's face repeatedly surfaced in her mind.

King Feiyun's brows furrowed slightly.

Starting from the beginning, she meticulously sorted through all the abnormalities of these past few days.

Thus, she discovered...

All the abnormalities started from that night.

From that night.

From when she followed King Xuanyin into the Void Realm, stood outside that bridal chamber, and saw those scenes.

Before that, her impression of Lin Yun was merely that of a talented young man—appreciation, cherishing talent, and nothing more.

After that, whenever she saw him again, an indescribable throbbing would always arise deep in her heart.

That feeling... was like liking someone.

King Feiyun's expression did not change at all, but her brows twitched almost imperceptibly.

Liking.

Having lived for so long, she had never felt this way toward anyone.

She thought she had long passed the age of being shaken by romantic matters.

Yet now, this word actually surfaced from the depths of her heart.

King Feiyun lowered her eyelids, her fingertips unconsciously tapping lightly on her knees.

Could it be... that King Xuanyin tampered with something?

King Feiyun's gaze darkened.

That was it.

That night, King Xuanyin took the initiative to approach the bridal chamber, and she followed closely, standing less than a zhang away from King Xuanyin.

With King Xuanyin's Charm Dao proficiency, it was entirely possible to exert some kind of influence without her noticing at all.

Perhaps right at that time, King Xuanyin secretly tampered with things, implicating both herself and Ziyi to fall for it together.

After all, at that time, all her attention was focused on guarding against whether King Xuanyin would make a move on Lin Yun.

If she took the opportunity to do other things...

King Feiyun immediately mobilized all her Divine Thought, beginning a comprehensive inspection of herself.

From the Origin of life to the depths of the Divine Soul, from the Meridians to the Dantian, she did not let go of a single inch or thread.

She checked it once.

The result.

Spotless.

There wasn't even half a trace of abnormal external force.

Found nothing.

Checked it again.

Still found nothing.

King Feiyun opened her eyes, a flash of solemnity sweeping across the depths of her gaze.

Having lived for so many years, her perception of herself was extremely acute; if any external force had invaded, it would have been impossible for her not to notice.

Yet the current situation was.

She couldn't check out anything at all.

Everything was normal beyond normality.

King Feiyun did not believe it.

She closed her eyes again and meticulously checked it through once more.

This time was more detailed than before, and even slower.

Every single thread and wisp was repeatedly investigated.

The result was still exactly the same.

No abnormalities whatsoever.

King Feiyun sat on the straw mat as moonlight fell upon her shoulders, illuminating her slightly tensed jawline.

A trace of shock surged in her heart.

When did King Xuanyin become so formidable?

After tampering with her, she couldn't find a single trace of it.

She had newly advanced to the ninth tier for only a few thousand years; logically speaking, it was impossible to exert this level of influence without her noticing.

It was normal for Ziyi to fall for it, since Ziyi was only at the eighth tier.

Yet it was absolutely impossible for herself.

King Feiyun remained silent for a long time.

Sitting in the moonlight, she disassembled, crushed, and repeatedly chewed over every single matter from that night up until today.

The timing of King Xuanyin approaching the bridal chamber.

The speed she deliberately slowed down.

That look carrying "profound meaning" when she turned back to look at her.

King Feiyun went over every detail, and suddenly, she froze.

She thought of a possibility.

A direction she had never considered before.

What if... it wasn't King Xuanyin who tampered with things?

What if King Xuanyin's actions that night were also observing something and confirming something?

She approached the bridal chamber that night not to tamper, but to look at...

To look at Lin Yun.

To observe Lin Yun.

A thought flashed through King Feiyun's mind, and she abruptly sat up straight.

If the problem didn't lie with King Xuanyin...

Then the problem lay with Lin Yun.

This thought struck her mind like a thunderbolt.

King Feiyun's fingers tightened slightly.

Her expression was uncertain.

If it were Lin Yun...

King Feiyun slowly exhaled a breath.

She needed to confirm.

She needed to confirm with Ziyi.

Meanwhile.

Ziyi's residence.

Ziyi had also realized it.

At today's wedding banquet, that accelerated heartbeat when she saw Lin Yun, that gaze uncontrollably following him.

It was completely an abnormal state.