These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Wei Tu lowered his head slightly and heard the girl's very soft murmur.

"Don't go... Wei Tu."

Is that your own name?

The boy felt that he couldn't pull his hand out no matter what he did.

Feeling the warmth of her palms and listening to her breathing, I gently combed away the strands of hair that might disturb her sleep.

Is this girl really not pretending to be asleep...?

As Wei Tu thought this, he looked at the sky outside, where the sunlight was gradually shifting.

The western border, and then it will fall.

Ye Bingluan didn't know when she fell asleep; she only remembered that her last thought was to finish processing the last memorial before resting.

Is it all done? I think it is.

Ye Bingluan wasn't sure either; she only knew that she slept very peacefully, and even when she began to regain consciousness, she didn't want to open her eyes.

Because I was enveloped in a warm aura.

It made her feel that sleeping like this for a lifetime, never waking up, might be worthwhile.

Gradually, as her consciousness cleared, she seemed to realize something.

The atmosphere was indeed warm, yet also very familiar.

Where did it come from...?

She slowly opened her eyes.

Finally, I couldn't hold back any longer, and at the same time, I was already looking forward to it.

It seems that having high expectations beforehand makes it easy for those expectations to be dashed.

Therefore, the inability to get what you want often becomes a thorn rooted in your heart. You can't pull it out, but you feel the sting from time to time.

But this time, it seems that it did not disappoint me.

She opened her eyes and saw the boy sitting next to her.

She didn't know when he arrived, but there was no doubt that the sense of security she felt while sleeping came entirely from him.

Her slightly misty eyes blinked along with her long, curled eyelashes.

She looked at him.

He looked over, his expression indifferent, neither smiling nor showing any displeasure.

"woke up?"

"Um……"

Ye Bingluan slowly raised her head, wanting to rub her eyes, but found that her hand was still tightly holding his.

Generous and strong, warm and comfortable.

It seems even more pleasant to touch than a woman's hand.

Her cheeks flushed slightly, as if she had noticed the change in her expression.

Wei Tu said softly.

“You’re the one who grabbed me, not me who’s offending His Majesty.”

Ye Bingluan scratched again, still unconvinced.

"Of course I know, I haven't reached the point where I deny what I've done..."

Then Wei Tu withdrew his hand right under her nose.

Those warm feelings seemed to have been ripped away.

The young empress naturally looked at Wei Tu with displeasure.

The boy smiled.

"What? You still can't bear to part with it?"

"Who cares? I am the ruler of a country. Whose hand can't I touch?"

"Hehehe."

Wei Tu would not be easily provoked by such a provocation.

Ye Bingluan frowned as she looked at Wei Tu.

"Honestly, I'm already in a bad mood as soon as I wake up."

Wei Tu stood up and stretched.

"Yes, that's the kind of annoying man I am..."

There was no explanation; they accepted it without hesitation.

But at this moment, Ye Bingluan noticed that candles had been lit in the Imperial Study at some point, and the stars were already shining brightly outside the window.

She tried to recall how long she had slept, but couldn't quite put her finger on it. However... she must have fallen asleep before dark.

And now... it feels like the dead of night.

"How long have I been asleep?"

Wei Tu opened the window, letting in the fresh air.

The breeze felt so nice on my face when I first woke up.

"I don't know, I don't like to keep track of time, but it must be about two hours."

"You've been here for two hours?"

Ye Bingluan looked at Wei Tu as if she could hardly believe it.

Wei Tu looked at her with a smile.

“I was held captive by our Emperor for two hours, and he didn’t let go of me for a second.”

"I……"

"Hmm? So you're finally feeling guilty because you realized this?"

Wei Tu smiled as he looked at Ye Bingluan.

The young woman immediately became defiant.

"This is something you should do."

"Am I not your master?"

"Shouldn't the master be the one taking good care of the disciple?"

"It doesn't need to go to this extent."

"Wei Tu, I want to go up there and take a look."

Her sudden remark seemed extremely abrupt.

"Are you trying to go to heaven, sir?"

"No, I meant the roof."

"Oh."

Wei Tu then understood.

"Let's go then."

Ye Bingluan looked at Wei Tu in surprise, "You agreed so readily?"

The boy said helplessly, "If I don't agree, you say I'm not going along with you; if I agree quickly, you say I'm too decisive. What exactly do you want from me, Your Majesty?"

Ye Bingluan stood up.

Then she walked over to Wei Tu and took his hand.

"Just keep being this obedient to me."

"Dream on, you're pushing your luck."

"People are always greedy, and emperors are the most greedy of all. Isn't that obvious?"

Wei Tu walked out the door, let go of the hand, and leaped up.

The tall roof, the glazed tiles, made the boy feel as if he were walking on flat ground.

He looked down at Ye Bingluan, who was standing below him, glaring angrily at him.

"Wei Tu! You're doing something inhuman again!"

Wei Tu looked at Ye Bingluan with amusement.

"Stop pretending. You said you're almost at the Dragon Slayer Realm, and you still can't get up here? Then I'm not going to teach you."

Ye Bingluan grabbed the edge of her dragon robe with a disgruntled expression, and then, mimicking her, lifted it up in one breath and leaped into the air.

Obviously, this wasn't the first time they'd done something like this, so it went smoothly without any surprises.

The two sat on the roof ridge, where the bright moon seemed incredibly close and the stars seemed within reach.

Wei Tu recounted what happened at the market that day, omitting the little incident between him and Ming Xiangrong, saying that he hadn't even figured it out himself, so explaining it to her would be pointless.

Ye Bingluan nodded and sneered.

"So they're demons... How dare they come to the mortal realm. No wonder they're so confident. Since we're going to fight tomorrow, let them fight in the palace; that way, the chances of harming the civilians will be reduced. Do you want to go?"

Wei Tu looked at Ye Bingluan, "Don't you trust me?"

"No, it's just that you've always seemed to dislike getting involved in these kinds of troubles."

"No, I'm a positive and optimistic person."

Everything about them is positive and uplifting.

"But I think that apart from you, there is really no one else who can deal with them for the time being."

Ye Bingluan said frankly.