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Struggling and shouting were useless; this bamboo forest was far from any palace, and the sound could not travel far.

After finishing, Li Qinglu lay on the withered bamboo leaves, looking at the swaying bamboo shadows above her head, panting heavily.

Exhausted, he collapsed, his eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and after a few breaths he fell into a deep sleep.

Wu Feng stood up, straightened his clothes, glanced down, bent down, picked up the person, and returned the way he came.

The window of the princess's bedchamber was still open. He climbed in, put her back on the bed, and covered her with the blanket.

Li Qinglu was fast asleep, her brows slightly furrowed and her lips pressed tightly together.

Wu Feng stood by the bed for a moment, then turned and climbed out the window, closing the window.

Upon landing, with a slight thought, the dark blue coarse cloth shirt on his body faded away like ripples on water, and he put on a dark cyan hundred-chain steel armor.

He walked back to his patrol area along the same route he had come from, his steps steady, as if nothing had happened.

After circling around, he returned to the rooftop, sat down, and continued practicing his internal energy.

[Pure Yang Limitless Skill Proficiency +276]

His inner energy flowed through his meridians. He closed his eyes and let the warm current wash over and expand his meridians again and again.

I'm a little curious about Li Qinglu's reaction when she wakes up tomorrow.

In the original story, the princess's thought process is a bit different. She was kidnapped by the Heavenly Child Granny and given to Xu Zhu. After waking up, she didn't cry or make a fuss. Instead, she asked Xu Zhu if he had come to rescue her.

With that kind of personality, will he complain to Li Qiushui tomorrow?

He thought about it and figured it was highly unlikely. Even if he complained, Li Qiushui wouldn't be able to trace it back to him.

At that time, he was dressed as a knight-errant, without showing his face or leaving any trace.

Even if Li Qiushui turned the palace upside down, she couldn't find a single person wearing a dark blue coarse cloth shirt.

He continued practicing his exercises.

[Pure Yang Limitless Skill Proficiency +276]

The vital energy flowed continuously within his body. The sky outside the window changed from deep black to dark blue, and then from dark blue to grayish-white.

At dawn, Wu Feng slowly finished his practice and opened his eyes.

The golden-red hue in his eyes flashed briefly before disappearing into the depths of his gaze.

He got up, jumped off the roof, and walked towards the shift change area.

Zhao Yong and his men were already waiting. Upon seeing him approach, they clasped their hands in a respectful greeting: "My lord."

Wu Feng nodded. "Go back and rest."

Zhao Yong clasped his hands in a fist and said, "You've worked hard, sir."

Wu Feng waved his hand and turned to walk out.

As I stepped out of the side gate of the palace, it was already bright outside.

People started to move around on the street, and stalls selling naan bread set up their cloth awnings, with charcoal glowing red in their ovens.

Wu Feng found a small alley and changed his armor into a swordsman's robe and a bamboo hat.

Pulling the brim of his straw hat low, he walked through two streets back to Shunlai Inn.

The courtyard gate was ajar, and he pushed it open and went inside. The clumps of short bamboo in the courtyard rustled in the morning breeze, and the windows of the main house were still closed.

He walked to the courtyard gate and called out towards the front hall, "Waiter."

Footsteps sounded quickly. A young waiter jogged over, a familiar smile on his face: "Sir, so early? Want breakfast?"

"Hmm." Wu Feng took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and placed it on the stone table. "Two servings. Lamb offal soup, baked flatbread, a dish of pickled vegetables, and two eggs. Take them to the courtyard."

"Alright!" The waiter took the money, turned around, and ran away.

Wu Feng walked to the door of the main room and knocked three times. Knock, knock, knock.

There was a moment of silence inside, followed by the rustling of fabric, and then the sound of footsteps.

The door opened from the inside. Wu Xingyun stood in the threshold, already dressed.

She wore a light blue cross-collar ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), her hair was neatly combed, and her small face was clean and tidy.

"Let's go eat." Wu Feng turned and walked towards the stone table.

Wu Xingyun glanced at him and followed him to sit down on the stone bench.

The waiter brought over a tray and placed the items one by one on the stone table.

Wu Feng broke the flatbread in half, picked up two pieces of pickled vegetables and a few slices of mutton with his chopsticks, and handed it over.

Wu Xingyun took it and ate it in small bites.

The two finished their breakfast in silence.

After watching Wu Xingyun return to his room, Wu Feng called the waiter over to tidy up the table and also asked him to prepare hot water.

After giving his instructions, Wu Feng turned and walked back to his room, locking the door behind him.

He sat down on the edge of the bed and exhaled.

I didn't sleep all night, but I feel okay mentally, though a little tired.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door. "Sir, your hot water has arrived."

Wu Feng got up and opened the door. The waiter brought in two large buckets of hot water, poured it into a wooden bucket in the corner, and then brought in two buckets of cold water from outside and mixed them together.

"Sir, please continue washing. Call me if you need more." The waiter smiled and left, closing the door behind him.

Wu Feng took off his clothes and soaked in hot water.

The water temperature was just right, covering my shoulders.

He leaned against the barrel, closed his eyes, and let out a long breath.

My muscles slowly relaxed.

After soaking for about 15 minutes, he opened his eyes, stood up from the tub, dried himself off, and changed into clean undergarments.

Just as I finished dressing, a line of small print popped up at the edge of my field of vision:

[System notification: Feeling refreshed, cultivation efficiency increased by 50%, lasting for one hour.]

Wu Feng was stunned. A bath could have this effect?

He looked at the words and a slight twitch appeared on his lips. An unexpected delight.

A 50% proficiency bonus for one hour. He walked to the bedside, sat cross-legged, and closed his eyes.

The nearly transparent, crimson-gold vortex in his dantian slowly rotated.

The pure Yang energy began to flow along the meridians, circulating one cycle after another.

[Pure Yang Limitless Skill Proficiency +414]

The proficiency score fluctuated by 50% more than usual.

Wu Feng immersed himself in that heat, letting his true energy wash over his meridians again and again.

The sky outside the window changed from dawn to mid-morning, the sun rose, and sunlight shone through the window paper, casting a small patch of light on the ground.

He focused intently on his work, not thinking about anything else.

Meanwhile, in the Western Xia imperial palace, inside the princess's bedroom.

Li Qinglu opened her eyes and stared blankly at the canopy above her head.

She lay there for a few moments before slowly sitting up. The blanket slipped off, and she felt a strange sensation on her body.

She glanced down and her expression changed slightly.

Last night felt like a dream. My mouth was covered, the night wind blew against my face, and the bamboo leaves rustled.

But her body's reaction told her that it wasn't a dream.

Li Qinglu sat on the bed in a daze for a long time.

Then she threw back the covers and called out, "Someone come here."

The door was pushed open, and two palace maids hurried in, bowing their heads in greeting: "Princess."

"Prepare hot water." Li Qinglu's voice was very soft, revealing no emotion. "I want to take a bath."

"Yes."

The palace maid withdrew, and soon hot water was brought in and poured into a wooden tub behind the screen.

Li Qinglu dismissed her attendants, went behind the screen, took off her clothes, and soaked in the water.

The hot water reached over her shoulders. She leaned against the tub, her eyes closed, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

She soaked for a long time, until the water started to cool. She opened her eyes, stood up from the tub, dried herself, and changed into clean undergarments.

Stepping out from behind the screen, she sat before her dressing table and looked at herself in the bronze mirror.

The person in the mirror had gentle features, a somewhat pale complexion, and pursed lips.

She reached out, picked up the comb, and slowly combed her hair.

Everything was as usual. After combing her hair, she got up, walked to the window, and opened it.

The sunlight streaming in was a bit too bright. She squinted, gazing at the bamboo grove in the distance.

The palace maids stood outside the door with their hands at their sides, none of them daring to utter a sound.

Li Qinglu stood there for a long time before turning away and walking back into the house.

"Serve breakfast." Her voice remained very soft.

The palace maid responded and withdrew.

As evening approached and darkness fell outside the window, Wu Feng finished his practice and stood up.

Pushing open the door and stepping into the courtyard, a dim yellow light shone through the window of the main house, casting Wu Xingyun's shadow on the window paper as he continued to sit cross-legged and practice his martial arts.

He walked to the courtyard gate and called out towards the front hall, "Waiter."

Footsteps sounded quickly, and a young waiter jogged over, a smile plastered on his face: "Sir, would you like some dinner?"

"Hmm." Wu Feng took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and placed it on the stone table. "Send a meal to the courtyard. Braised mutton, steamed fish, seasonal vegetables, soup, and plenty of rice."

"Alright!" The shopkeeper took the money, turned around, and ran back.

Wu Feng walked to the door of the main room and knocked three times.

Knock knock knock.

"Let's go out for dinner."

The figure sitting cross-legged inside paused for a moment, and then the door was pulled open from the inside.

Wu Xingyun came out, glanced at him, and sat down at the stone table.

The dishes were served quickly, steaming hot and filling the table. The two ate in silence.