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After circling around to the side of the princess's palace, Wu Feng sneaked into the palace again.

She walked to the bedside and gently parted the gauze curtains.

Looking at the sleeping Li Qinglu, there seemed to be a faint smile on her lips, as if she was having a sweet dream.

The blanket slipped down a bit, revealing the fair skin on her shoulders, which gleamed with a warm, porcelain-like luster under the moonlight.

A small shadow fell where the collarbone was recessed.

He stood by the bed and looked at it for a moment.

Then he reached out and picked the person up, walked out the door, and lightly touched the ground with his toes to cover several feet.

A night breeze swept over me, making my clothes flutter in the wind.

After passing through two corridors, we landed deep in the bamboo forest and put the person down.

Li Qinglu opened her eyes instantly.

His eyes were somewhat dazed, as if he had just woken up from a deep dream and hadn't yet distinguished whether he was dreaming or awake.

When she finally saw the person in front of her clearly, moonlight shone through the gaps in the bamboo leaves, illuminating half of his face.

His eyes and brows were calm, with a slight smile playing at the corners of his lips. The smile was faint, yet it inexplicably made one's heart skip a beat.

She could see the swaying bamboo shadows overhead, the moonlight filtering through the bamboo leaves, the rustling bamboo all around her, and the thick layer of dead leaves beneath her feet.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but Wu Feng had already bent down.

A night breeze blew, and she shivered, snapping her back to reality.

"My lord!" Her voice trembled slightly, but the words were quickly drowned out by the sound of the night wind. "What's your name?"

Wu Feng paused for a moment and looked down at her.

The moonlight shone on her face, making her cheeks flush an unnatural red that extended all the way to her ears.

His eyes shone with an astonishing light; they contained moonlight, bamboo shadows, and him.

He was silent for a moment. "Wu Changfeng." His voice was flat, revealing no emotion.

After hearing this, Li Qinglu's lips curved into a smile.

The smile was faint, yet it reached the depths of her eyes, brightening them.

She nodded, her lips pressed together, and said nothing more.

Wu Feng didn't say anything more.

The only sounds in the bamboo forest were the rustling of bamboo leaves and the faint chirping of night birds in the distance.

Moonlight filtered through the bamboo leaves, casting dappled shadows on them.

This time, Li Qinglu took the initiative.

The withered bamboo leaves rustled beneath her as she wrapped her arms around his neck, her eyes fixed on him.

The moonlight shone on her face, and the gentleness in her eyes was still there, but there was something else added to it—something complex, soft, and indescribable.

A long time passed. The rustling of the bamboo leaves gradually subsided.

Li Qinglu lay on the withered bamboo leaves, her eyes half-closed, her strength completely exhausted, and she collapsed.

The moonlight shone on her face, her eyebrows and eyes were gentle, her lips were slightly parted, and fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, shimmering in the moonlight.

She turned her head to look at him.

"Wu Lang," she said softly, almost as if the night wind had shattered her voice, "my mother is going to arrange a marriage for me in a couple of days."

Wu Feng looked at her without saying a word.

She paused, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips, a smile tinged with an indescribable naiveté: "These past few days... let's just treat them as a dream."

Wu Feng looked down at her.

The moonlight shone on her face; her brows and eyes were serene, and the faint smile at the corner of her mouth still lingered, yet it left one with a strange feeling of unease.

He remained silent for a few moments.

"You think this is a dream?" he asked, his voice flat.

Li Qinglu was stunned for a moment.

Then, blushing, she softly hummed in agreement.

Wu Feng looked at her but didn't say anything more.

A long time passed.

Li Qinglu's eyelids grew heavier and heavier, her eyelashes trembled a few times, and she finally fell into a deep sleep.

Wu Feng stood up and straightened his clothes. He glanced down at Li Qinglu.

He bent down and picked the person up. He then returned the way he came.

Passing through the bamboo forest, skimming over the rooftops.

He returned to the princess's palace and put her back on the bed. He covered her with the blankets and tucked the corners in.

Li Qinglu was fast asleep, with a smile on her face.

Moonlight streamed in through the cracks in the window, illuminating her face.

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

The dark blue coarse cloth shirt on his body faded away like ripples on water, and dark blue hundred-chain steel armor covered his entire body again.

He walked back to his patrol area along the same route he had come from.

After patrolling the area again, we confirmed that everything was normal.

He returned to the roof and sat cross-legged in the shadow of the roof ridge.

The moonlight shone on the tiles, giving them a cool, clear luster.

The outline of the palace in the distance was shrouded in the night, with the occasional halos of palace lanterns flickering in the darkness.

The entire palace was shrouded in night, as quiet as a painting.

He closed his eyes, his mind racing.

Li Qinglu just said that her mother is going to find her a husband in a couple of days.

The event the system mentioned... could it be this marriage contest?

The timing matches, and the content matches too. It's pretty close.

He squinted, and then thought of that companion system again.

The companion feature has been enabled. What does this feature mean? Does it mean you can form a companion relationship with an NPC, or is it for interaction between players?

If you could form a partnership with an NPC.

The image of Li Qinglu's face flashed through his mind.

The moonlight shone on her, softening her features, making her cheeks flushed, and giving her a smile.

Then Wu Xingyun's small face flashed before my eyes. Innocent, serene, with so much hidden in her eyes.

He shook his head, suppressing these thoughts for the time being.

Things I can't figure out, I'm too lazy to think about anymore.

He closed his eyes and guided the pure Yang energy to flow along the meridians.

[Pure Yang Limitless Skill Proficiency +276]

The pale gold lettering moved steadily at the edge of the field of vision.

The vital energy, like a warm river, washes over and expands the meridians again and again.

The warmth rose from his dantian and spread throughout his body, dispelling the slight chill of the night.

He immersed himself in that warm current, letting his inner energy flow repeatedly.

The moon slowly moved from overhead to the west.

The night wind gradually picked up, causing the palace lanterns hanging from the eaves to sway, their glows flickering on the ground.

He occasionally opened his eyes to glance around, but the area below remained quiet.

Time passed during the practice.

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

He got up and jumped off the roof. When he arrived at the shift change area, Zhao Yong and his men were already waiting.

The torches had gone out, and the pale light of dawn illuminated their weary faces. Seeing him approach, they all clasped their hands in 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, turned and walked out. He passed through several palace gates, circled the corridors, and exited the palace through a side door.

The sky outside was already bright. The eastern horizon was turning a pale white, and a few streaks of dawn peeked through the clouds, tinged with a faint orange-red.

The fog on the street hadn't completely dissipated; a thin layer floated on the stone pavement, making the soles of my boots feel damp when I stepped on it.

He turned into that quiet alley, changed back into his swordsmanship, and put on a straw hat.

Back at Shunlai Inn, I pushed open the half-closed courtyard gate. The clumps of short bamboo in the courtyard rustled in the morning breeze, and dewdrops clung to the tips of the bamboo leaves, shimmering in the rising sun.

The windows of the main room were still closed, with a dim yellow light shining through the window paper.

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

The waiter trotted over, a smile plastered on his face: "Sir, would you like some breakfast?"

"Hmm." Wu Feng took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and placed it on the stone table. "Two servings, to change things up. Send it to the courtyard."

"Alright!" The waiter took the money, turned around, and ran back in a flash.

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

Knock, knock, knock. A moment later, the door opened from the inside.

Wu Xingyun stood behind the door, 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. She looked up at him.

"Breakfast will be delivered in a bit, come out and eat," Wu Feng said.

Wu Xingyun nodded and walked to the stone table to sit down.

The waiter quickly brought over a tray with several breakfast items.

They placed the items one by one on the stone table. Wu Feng handed a naan stuffed with mutton to Wu Xingyun.

Wu Xingyun took it and ate it in small bites.