Douluo: Martial Soul White Tiger, I am the White Emperor of Heaven

Chapter 273 Qian Renxue's Dilemma, Punishment?
The brightly lit Tian Dou City, inside the Crown Prince's Palace.

Today, Qian Renxue was dressed in casual clothes, sitting upright behind her desk, with the files in front of her spread out, the handwriting still fresh.

However, her gaze did not fall on the words, but rather she stared blankly at the dark night outside the window, her fingertips tracing the pen.

"The agreed time seems to have passed..."

Qian Renxue thought to herself silently.

"Little Lord?"

At this moment, a steady voice rang out. The Porcupine Douluo standing to the side keenly sensed that his usually quick-witted and decisive young master seemed unusually restless tonight.

Her brow furrowed and relaxed intermittently, as if a fierce internal struggle was raging within her...

"what?"

Upon hearing what the Porcupine Douluo said, Qian Renxue finally came to her senses.

"Elder Porcupinefish, what's wrong?"

The Porcupine Douluo shook his head. "Young Master, you seem to have something on your mind?"

The words of the Porcupine Douluo were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, instantly disturbing Qian Renxue's thoughts.

She trembled slightly, quickly averting her gaze from the window. A faint blush, which she tried to conceal but which had not completely faded, flashed across her face. Subconsciously, she raised her hand, her fingertips touching her lips.

"No...nothing."

Her voice was slightly hurried, lacking the composure of a prince and showing more panic than usual.

"Elder Prickly Porcupine need not worry, I... I am just thinking about some details."

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her voice.
However, my gaze still involuntarily drifted towards the clock.

Time has indeed passed, and quite a considerable amount of time has passed.

Is he... still waiting? Or has he already gotten impatient and left?

This thought, like a vine, entwined her mind. An indescribable anxiety and anticipation entangled her heart.

To go see him or not to go?
In my mind, it was a battle between heaven and man.

Qian Renxue originally planned to prioritize her career, after all, she had been infiltrating the Tiandou royal family for many years, exhausting herself, paying countless hardships, and expending huge resources. With the plan progressing step by step, the dawn was just around the corner.

As the future heir of the Spirit Hall and the designated successor of the Angel God, he carries the expectations of his grandfather and countless people in the Spirit Hall.

Personal feelings, an unexpected kiss—could they shake her resolve and destroy years of hard work in an instant?
This "accident" should not and cannot become a variable affecting her great career!

"But……"

Another faint yet incredibly clear voice struggled within my heart.

Why does my heart tighten whenever I think about that guy possibly losing patience, or his figure standing alone in the courtyard right now?

The thrill and dizziness from last night's brief touch did not subside; instead, they fermented over time, stirring up even greater waves in her heart.

Qian Renxue was ashamed to admit it, yet powerless to deny it...

She both wanted to see him and was afraid to see him.

This feeling was unfamiliar and unsettling to her, yet it also carried a subtle...attraction.

Finally, after looking out at the deep night sky once again, Qian Renxue suddenly stood up.

Her delicate chin was slightly raised, and a resolute glint flashed in her eyes.

“Elder Porcupine,” her voice regained its cool tone, carrying an undeniable air, “I’m going out for a bit.”

After saying that, she didn't hesitate any longer. She took a step, her steps slightly hurried but unusually firm, and walked towards the outside of the mansion. She even subconsciously tidied the stray hairs on her forehead, and her slender fingers trembled slightly under the sleeves of her clothes.

"If this drags on any longer, he'll laugh himself to death!"

"Damn Dai Chengfeng, that scoundrel!" The girl's heart was beginning to flutter, filled with trepidation and anticipation.

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A gentle evening breeze brought a slight chill and ruffled a few restless strands of golden hair at Qian Renxue's temples.

Her hurried steps even stirred a slight breeze, breaking the silence of the courtyard.

In the distance, she saw the figure sitting in the moonlight—Dai Chengfeng.

He sat with his arms crossed, leaning back in his chair. His figure was tall and straight, his face hidden in the interplay of light and shadow, making it difficult to see clearly. Yet, he possessed a silent aura that caused Qian Renxue's heart to skip a beat, as if a deer were pounding in her chest.

The 'solid dam' built within the Crown Prince's residence, prioritizing his career, seemed to silently crack open the moment he appeared.

Finally, Qian Renxue stopped a few steps away from Dai Chengfeng.

Her usual composed demeanor, so commanding and confident, was replaced by an unusual awkwardness. She lowered her head slightly, avoiding his seemingly scrutinizing gaze, her voice trembling almost imperceptibly:

"I'm sorry, I... I'm late, I've kept you waiting."

The words felt unusually difficult to utter.

She is Qian Renxue, the young master of the Spirit Hall and the crown prince of the Heaven Dou Empire. What kind of status does she have, and when does she need to apologize to someone for being late?
But at this moment, the "I'm sorry" is said so willingly.

It even carried a hint of urgency that she herself was unaware of, a desire not to disappoint him.

The air was still for a moment, with only the rustling of the night wind through the leaves.

Then, a low, teasing laugh broke the silence.

"Ah."

Dai Chengfeng chuckled softly. He took a step forward from the shadows, the moonlight clearly outlining his well-defined jawline and slightly upturned lips.

Dai Chengfeng didn't really care. After all, he was late yesterday, so he couldn't be hypocritical and get angry when others were late.

But the slight smile on his face quickly vanished, replaced by an unprecedented seriousness.

He leaned slightly closer to Qian Renxue, his gaze fixed firmly on her eyes, and asked in a deep voice:
"You think you can just brush this off with a casual 'sorry'?"

Dai Chengfeng's sudden change in aura made Qian Renxue's heart, which had just relaxed when she saw him smile lightly, instantly jump up.

His expression... could he really be angry?

For a moment, Qian Renxue felt a sudden, inexplicable panic.

"Then... then what do you want? How should I apologize, or how should you... punish me?"

Qian Renxue's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible tension.

"How to punish?"

Dai Chengfeng repeated it, his voice rising slightly at the end, his eyes brightening slightly.

He originally just wanted to tease Qian Renxue, but now, Qian Renxue actually said... punishment?
So……

Dai Chengfeng's lips curled up, revealing a smile.

Suddenly, he moved.

The next second, Qian Renxue felt a blur before her eyes, her wrist tightened, and an irresistible force came through!

She didn't have time to react at all; even her scream was choked in her throat. She was suddenly pulled forward by a domineering force!
The world is spinning!

By the time she realized what had happened, she had completely left the ground, lost her balance, and fallen hard into a firm and hot embrace!
"Punish him like this!"

The next second, Dai Chengfeng was forceful and his target was clear—her lips!

(End of this chapter)