I'll also work hard to conquer the dungeon today.

Chapter 765, Section 2.8, Chapter 14: The Silver Court

Mu Yin looked at the exquisite key in his hand, and at the full moon reflecting his face like a mirror. He moved his lips, and his other self moved as well.

"It really is a mirror..." he murmured, unconsciously walking to the doorway.

Just as Mu Yin was about to open the door, he suddenly noticed a letter tucked under the door.

He paused for a moment, slightly taken aback.

The white, wood-grained paper envelope was blank on the front without any signature, and sealed on the back with a dark red wax seal. The wax seal featured a tilted, golden goblet pouring wine.

Mu Yin opened the envelope and saw only one sentence written on it.

"This is a fateful encounter. If you've made up your mind, then open the door. By the way, I've safely delivered your customer. Remember to leave a good review; after all, I need to make a living too. —From Xiao Di, an ordinary and insignificant employee at the vintage shop."

Mu Yin: "..." There's a feeling that the whole thing has fallen apart, and...

Unless he changes his room from now on, he has no choice at all.

Mu Yin turned the handle and slowly pushed open the door.

He was greeted by the same tidy, large bedroom. The room was dimly lit because the lights were off, but his extraordinary eyesight had no effect on him. The huge floor-to-ceiling window near the bed was wide open, and a gentle breeze blew in, slightly lifting the white curtains.

The sky outside was still so dark, with no stars or moon in sight.

She lay on the bed with her eyes closed, just as she had seen in the shop window, asleep, like a princess in a fairy tale waiting for her prince to wake her.

Mu Yin suddenly laughed, "I don't think I'm a prince, and you're not a princess either."

Suddenly, Mu Yin couldn't help but glance at the hem of her skirt, and then glance at it again.

Then, he reached out and grabbed the hem of her skirt.

"It shouldn't be a big deal to peek under her skirt, right..."

Mu Yin raised his hand shakily, then abruptly lowered it after raising it five centimeters.

"No, this feeling of guilt is too intense. I have this inexplicable feeling of being a lecher. Ouch—"

Mu Yin covered his face with one hand, thinking he should check where the keyhole was first.

Thinking of this, Mu Yin looked at the doll on the bed, and seeing the beautiful, thick, conservative retro dress, he began to have a problem again.

Is it inappropriate to touch her whole body? Or... maybe you should take off your coat first.

"I'm sorry to offend you," Mu Yin said guiltily.

Then he shakily reached out and unbuttoned her coat.

Mu Yin picked her up, letting her rest her chin on his shoulder, and then took off her coat.

However, contrary to Mu Yin's expectations, this outfit, though seemingly conservative, was actually unusually bold in design.

If the coat hadn't been removed, the dress would have appeared as elaborate and conservative as it did on the surface, barely revealing any skin below the neck. However, once the coat was taken off, the dress revealed an exceptionally daring backless design, exposing the entire back.

Simply by taking off her coat, her entire fair skin was revealed, along with the keyhole that Mu Yin was looking for.

In a sense, the design of this outfit prevented him from having to take off her clothes to find the keyhole.

"What a clever scheme! I wonder who designed this."

Mu Yin felt a little regretful, though he didn't know what he was regretting.

He glanced at the silver wind-up key in his right hand, then aligned it with the keyhole and inserted it.

With a click, the key hit the bottom, and at the same time, intricate patterns made of red lines appeared on her fair and smooth skin. However, the pattern was so complex that it seemed to be composed of many totems that it was impossible to tell what it was at a glance.

As the key turned, one end of the red line began to glow and gradually extended as the key turned... then disappeared... The first turn ended, and one-seventh of the pattern was missing.

After the second turn, one-seventh of the score was gone again.

The third turn...

During the fourth turn, he vaguely understood that the disappearing pattern was what appeared to be a bird.

Fifth turn, sixth turn.

Until the seventh cycle, the complex patterns on the entire back completely disappeared, restoring it to its original white and smooth appearance.

Mu Yin moved the key and found that it could still turn, so he turned it again until the eighth turn when the key could no longer be turned.

He released the key, and then saw the silver wind-up key turn into silver specks of light and completely disappear before his eyes.

Mu Yin thought for a few seconds and finally decided to put a coat on her, and even thoughtfully buttoned it all up before gently putting her back on her bed.

Therefore, Mu Yin began to look forward to her awakening.

The huge floor-to-ceiling windows were wide open, and a gentle breeze blew in, slightly lifting the white curtains.

Mu Yin waited for a long time, but the scene he had imagined still did not appear, and he was somewhat disappointed.

"I actually believed that guy's words, thinking you would wake up," Mu Yin murmured. "But if it were true, how wonderful that would be? I want to see you, I want to see you so much..."

"What's your name? Where are you from? Will you stay by my side forever?"

The room was dark and silent, and no one answered him.

Mu Yin reached out and gently stroked her face. "See you tomorrow."

With that, he turned and walked toward the door.

Just as he turned the handle to open the door and was about to leave, he suddenly felt a glimmer of light.

He suddenly turned his head around.

Silver moonlight poured down, scattering across the floor-to-ceiling windows.

The girl stood barefoot on the soft carpet, her black dress layered and beautiful. Moonlight shone on her, making her long, misty gray hair seem transparent, radiating a soft glow.

She was backlit by the moonlight, yet it seemed as if she had come to this world bathed in its radiance.

Like the cold, round moon in the sky, it appeared suddenly, lonely and silent.

Her curled, misty gray eyelashes fluttered as she slowly opened her beautiful, clear eyes, which seemed to be bathed in silver moonlight.

"Good morning." A soft, sweet voice broke the silence, and the chirping of insects outside the window gradually began. At that moment, the world seemed to truly come alive.

"You..." Mu Yin moved his thin lips, but couldn't utter a second word.

A faint smile graced her beautiful and delicate face, her cool, silver vertical pupils fixedly fixed on Mu Yin, her posture composed and elegant.

Good morning, Yin.

"Good morning……"

It feels like I've been waiting for this moment, face to face with you, for a very, very long time.

So long ago... I've long forgotten your name.

The two Muslims met in a historic manner.