After transmigrating into the body of the Jade Rat Spirit, I became Nezha's adopted sister.

Bai Yeying looked closely. She saw Nezha with his back to her, arms crossed, leaning against a tree trunk. He tilted his head slightly, seemingly looking at the cave ceiling, or perhaps simply lost in thought.

He didn't leave. She hurriedly pulled her head back, closed the door, and clutched her chest.

Stop jumping, you're about to have a heart attack.

What to do? Go out? Or hide?

Hiding isn't a solution, and besides, she doesn't seem to really want to hide.

After mentally preparing herself for a while, Bai Yeying finally mustered up her courage, opened the door again, and tried to make her steps and expression look as natural as possible as she walked towards him.

Hearing footsteps, Nezha turned around.

Eyes facing each other.

His face was expressionless, making it impossible to discern his thoughts. His gaze, however, paused briefly when it met hers before quickly shifting to the stone wall behind her, as if something interesting was happening there—except for the slightly reddened ears.

Bai Yeying's heart, which had been pounding wildly, calmed down a bit when she saw his feigned composure, even though his ears were red. She even felt a little like laughing.

It turns out that even the proud and arrogant Third Prince can be so shy that he doesn't dare to look people in the eye.

"Good morning, Third Prince~" she spoke first, her voice more composed than she had imagined, though the last syllable of her voice trembled slightly.

"Hmm." Nezha responded, his gaze still fixed on the innocent stone wall, "Awake?"

Bai Yeying nodded, walked a few steps away from him and stopped, mimicking his manner, pretending to admire the stone wall: "You got up so early."

"I'm used to it," Nezha replied briefly.

Then, silence again.

The atmosphere was somewhat awkward. The two were standing not far apart, yet both were staring straight ahead, as if they were having a contest to see who could blink first and lose.

In the end, Bai Yeying couldn't resist and secretly glanced at him out of the corner of her eye. She saw that the boy was pursing his lips, his jawline was taut, and a blush had quietly spread from his ears to his neck.

She suddenly realized that this awkward Nezha was much more adorable than the usual arrogant and domineering Third Prince who seemed to care about nothing.

This thought emboldened her. She cleared her throat and asked in a relaxed tone, "Um, have you had breakfast? Cuiluo should be getting it ready soon."

Nezha seemed to have finally found an opportunity to naturally change the subject, and immediately turned his gaze from the stone wall to her. Although his gaze was still somewhat unfocused, he did not directly meet her eyes.

Not yet.

"Then... together?" Bai Yeying asked him, her almond-shaped eyes subtly observing his reaction.

Nezha turned his face away from her and looked at the stone wall again: "Okay."

Although she was still speaking one word at a time, she at least agreed: "Let's go then." With that, she turned and walked inside first.

Nezha watched her retreating figure. The girl's steps were light and quick, as if she had completely forgotten what happened last night. He closed his eyes, suppressing the inexplicable guilt in his heart, before taking a step to follow her.

Beside the stone table, Cuiluo had already set out breakfast. When she saw the two of them enter one after the other, the lady's eyes darted around. Although the Third Prince still looked indifferent, the red mark on his earlobe was quite noticeable against his fair skin, making it hard for the demon not to notice.

She was perceptive enough to notice this and quickly went out, leaving the two of them alone.

Bai Yeying ate her food, occasionally stealing glances at the person opposite her. Nezha sat upright, only holding the food in front of him, his gaze lowered, as if he were completing some important task.

Bai Yeying wanted to laugh, but also felt a little soft-hearted. She picked up a piece of pastry and placed it on the plate in front of Nezha.

"This is delicious, you should try it."

Nezha paused, his gaze falling on the pastries on the plate, then quickly glancing at her. The girl was looking at him, her eyes soft.

"Mmm," he responded, picked up the pastry, and put it in his mouth.

"How is it?" Bai Yeying asked.

"It's acceptable."

It was acceptable again. But Bai Yeying could tell he liked it because he didn't seem so tense.

After putting down his chopsticks, Nezha seemed to have finally composed himself, and looked up at Bai Yeying.

"I need to go back to Heaven."

Bai Yeying paused slightly in her teacup, her heart sinking as if doused with cold water. "Oh... so fast. Official business is important, you go ahead and get busy."

She lowered her eyelashes, looking at the tea leaves floating in the cup, her voice unconsciously carrying a hint of disappointment.

"I'm going to report some matters and, incidentally... pick up some things," Nezha explained, then felt the explanation was a bit redundant and pursed his lips.

"To get something?" Bai Yeying asked curiously.

Nezha didn't explain further, but simply said, "It will take at least two or three days, and at most... five days. You stay here and cultivate diligently, and don't run around." Especially, don't sneak off to see that monkey again.

Upon hearing that he would be returning and had given a rough return date, Bai Yeying's mood instantly brightened, and she nodded vigorously: "Yes! I promise to stay obediently on Trapped Sky Mountain! Waiting for you to come back!"

Seeing her face brighten instantly and the joy in her eyes, Nezha's inexplicable anxiety subsided. He looked at her, a smile playing on his lips.

The girl was also looking at him, her eyes clear and her lips rosy. He curled his fingertips as if he wanted to touch her cheek, but in the end he restrained himself and only gently ruffled the top of her hair.

"I'm gone."

Bai Yeying touched the top of her head where he had rubbed her head, her heart filled with reluctance.

For the next few days, Bai Yeying indeed stayed obediently at Trap Mountain and didn't run around.

On the evening of the third day, Bai Yeying was practicing a new spear technique she had just mastered by the waterfall when she suddenly felt something and looked up at the sky.

A familiar figure is speeding towards Trapped Sky Mountain!

Her heart was instantly filled with joy, and she was about to wave and call out when she saw that the stream of light slowed down as it approached Trapped Sky Mountain, and even circled half a circle in the air.

Bai Yeying was stunned for a moment, then realized what was going on and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Sir, could it be... a sense of trepidation about returning home? Or perhaps you're just too embarrassed to land directly?

Her eyes darted around, and an idea came to her. She put away her pistol, her figure blurred, and she transformed back into her original form—a small, silvery-white mouse. She scurried up the tallest ancient pine tree beside her, perched on the topmost branch, and then tilted her little head back, squeaking at the red dot in the sky.

The figure in the air paused for a moment, then, as if it had finally made up its mind, it swooped down towards the ancient pine tree and landed on the open ground in front of Bai Yeying.

The red light faded, revealing Nezha's tall figure. The boy seemed a little embarrassed, especially when he saw the little white mouse on the branch happily wagging its ears at him.

"Why climb so high? Come down." He cleared his throat, trying to maintain his usual tone.

The little white mouse squeaked, but instead of coming down, it nimbly circled on the branch, then pushed off with its hind legs and pounced straight into Nezha's arms!

Nezha instinctively reached out to catch it. The fluffy, warm bundle landed in his arms, its little paws immediately grabbing his shirt, its little head rubbing against his chest, then it looked up at him with its round, black eyes filled with undisguised joy.

"You're back!" she said softly, with a hint of coquetry.

Nezha's body stiffened slightly as he held the soft little thing in his arms, feeling somewhat at a loss.

"Hmm." He responded softly, his gaze falling on her silvery-white hair and bright eyes, and the inexplicable hesitation and nervousness he had felt earlier suddenly disappeared.

The white mouse rubbed against him again, then with a flash of light, transformed into human form. The girl remained in his arms, her face upturned, a radiant smile on her face: "So fast this time? Is everything done?"