Su Ning was carried back to Red Maple Garden by Lin Ci.

The girl in his arms slept peacefully, her long eyelashes drooping like butterfly wings, her breathing shallow and even.

The soft satin fabric fluttered in the evening breeze, clinging to her slender shoulders and back, making her appear even more delicate and boneless.

His movements were extremely light. He first wrapped his Taoist robe tightly around her body, and then steadily descended from the eaves of Tingsong Pavilion, as if holding a handful of freshly fallen snow, afraid that it would break if he exerted the slightest force.

Lin Ci deliberately treaded lightly, avoiding the pebbles on the steps, afraid of disturbing the peaceful dream of the person in his arms.

Perhaps Tangxi had already instructed everyone in Hongfeng Garden that only Su Ning's door was empty.

He carefully placed her on the softly quilted bed, first tucking the blanket around her with his fingertips, then gently brushing away the stray hairs that had fallen onto her cheek.

But after brushing aside the stray hairs, his gaze inadvertently fell on the girl's red lips.

For the first time, the young Taoist priest, who had meticulously buttoned his robes, felt a flicker of desire.

He slowly leaned down, as if bewitched, and just as he was about to kiss that soft spot, he heard the sound of birds flapping their wings and taking flight outside.

His thoughts suddenly cleared, and after carefully pulling down the gauze curtain on the girl's bed, he slowly walked away.

Before leaving, he looked at the sleeping girl on the bed, as if reluctant to part with her.

She even invited him to go to Lingzhou City to see the lanterns the next day, which made him feel a little happy.

The room was quiet, but the girl who had just been fast asleep quietly opened her eyes.

Su Ning yawned and asked about Xiao Qi and Lin Ci's progress.

Even though it was late at night and the system was in hibernation time, Xiao Qi was still happy and praised Su Ning, "Su Su, you're amazing! You increased the progress by 30% in just one night. Lin Ci's task progress is now 80%!"

Su Ning said nonchalantly, "Only 80%? I thought it was already full. Sure enough, a high-and-mighty flower isn't so easy to win over."

Whenever a task is difficult, Su Ning thinks of Yu Xing. Such an easy task is quite an oddity.

"Hehe, that's already great!" Xiaoqi continued to shower her with compliments.

"Alright, go to sleep." Su Ning sent the little system away.

Su Ning was a little sleepy, but she couldn't really fall asleep in Lin Ci's arms. She took the opportunity to check on the mission progress after Lin Ci left.

Before she could even close her eyes, she sensed an uninvited guest had entered the room.

Oh?

Who would sneak into her room in the middle of the night?

Su Ning pretended to be asleep, wanting to see what he was up to.

The newcomer moved with agility, not arrogantly entering through the main entrance, but quietly opening the window and jumping in without making a sound.

If Su Ning hadn't actually fallen asleep, she probably wouldn't have noticed until someone was right at her bedside.

To possess such agility, and to be able to sneak into the Sword Forging Manor undetected, and then to stealthily jump through the window into her room in the middle of the night.

Su Ning didn't need Xiao Qi's detection to know who the person was.

As the person jumped through the window, the wind stirred by their clothes brushed against the chrysoprase plant beneath the window, causing it to tremble precariously.

Su Ning deliberately slowed her breathing, lowered her eyelashes, and listened to the man's footsteps approaching little by little. He stopped in front of the bed and seemed to hesitate for a long time without making a move.

Finally, as if she had made up her mind, she slowly lifted a corner of the gauze curtain.

Moonlight streamed in, falling on the girl's serene face.

The girl inside the tent slept soundly, as delicate as a flower petal about to fall. Moonlight shone through the thin veil onto her face, revealing skin as white as snow and eyelashes drooping gently, a beauty that sent shivers down one's spine.

He only wanted to take one more look and then leave.

But his gaze was fixed on her eyes and brows, unable to look away. The feelings he had suppressed a thousand times grew wildly in the dead of night during these days when he couldn't see her, overpowering his jealousy, his resentment, and all the desires he shouldn't have.

Su Ning could feel his gaze on her face, a restrained heat, like fire, yet he was careful not to scorch her awake.

A corner of the bed edge had collapsed.

The moment his fingertips touched her slightly cool cheek, it felt like touching cold jade, light and soft.

He froze, his breath caught in his throat, and even his heartbeat seemed to stop.

He didn't dare to use force, only gently touching her cheek, the warmth of his palm seeping in little by little.

His eyes held an undisguised infatuation and love; though he was a petty thief who had broken into a house, he now acted as if he were touching the world's only treasure.

My heart and eyes are filled with uncontrollable joy and longing.

"I should have been heartless and taken you away from the Qingyun Pavilion, hidden you away, so that you would only belong to me..."

He murmured, his voice tinged with resentment.

Yu Xinglai has a pair of eyes that are good at finding treasures, just like his name, which is like the stars in the sky.

That day, he originally intended to steal treasures from Qingyun, but by chance he discovered the man destined by fate mentioned in the Taihang Temple's prophecy on the road, and thus paid more attention to him.

But when he saw the so-called chosen one leading a young girl off the carriage, he laughed like a fool.

He mercilessly mocked this so-called chosen one for his own good, saying he was just a clueless young man who couldn't keep his secrets.

But then, in a fleeting glimpse, the sound of his heart pounding almost bursting from his chest told him that this was a treasure unlike any other in the world.

For the first time, the thief, who had always lingered in freedom, had thoughts of settling down.

But Qingyun failed in the end that night.

After that night, the elusive master thief had only one clear route.

Yu Xinglai lowered his head and gently placed his lips on the girl's forehead. The kiss was extremely light, as if he did not want to disturb her peaceful sleep.

"I'm unhappy. I know that while I was away, you met new people."

Wasn't that Taoist priest from Taihang Temple the one he met after he was injured that night in Qingyun?

His fingertips rested on the gauze curtain, and after slowly finishing his sentence, he thought of pulling the curtain closed.

Just as he turned around, he heard the girl's voice, light as a feather and with a captivating huskiness: "Yu Xinglai."

The boy froze, but dared not turn around. A wave of helplessness washed over him, almost making him want to jump out the window and run away immediately.

What should I do?

Did he wake her up?

He didn't enter her room in the middle of the night on purpose; he was by no means that kind of frivolous and dissolute person.

He wanted to explain to her that he just missed her too much, but he didn't dare to look back at her. With a heavy heart, he thought of jumping out of the window to escape.

But Su Ning seemed to sense his thoughts, and just as he took a step forward, she called out again, "Yu Xinglai, come here."

His steps faltered instantly, but what followed was a secret, smug joy...

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