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By the way, now they are 'husband and wife,' at least that's how he thinks of it in his heart.
So, where will she sleep tonight!?
Could it be that they will sleep together!?
Just thinking about this made Le Yao Yao feel a chill run down her spine, her whole body stiffening.
Her expression mirrored her discomfort, appearing rigid and awkward.
Simu Han clearly noticed Le Yao Yao's demeanor and hurriedly asked, "Xiner, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Uh..." Yes, she was uncomfortable, but it was just an emotional discomfort.
However, Le Yao Yao only voiced this in her mind.
Faced with the worried and tense expression of the man, Le Yao Yao hesitated for a moment before stammering out, "Um, about sleeping tonight... could I possibly sleep alone?"
Although it was difficult to say, Le Yao Yao managed to voice her request.
After speaking, she quickly lowered her face, not daring to look at the man's expression.
Simu Han was stunned for a long while after hearing Le Yao Yao's words before slowly coming back to his senses and asking in confusion, "Why?"
"Uh, well..."
She could say that she was not his wife, so she couldn't sleep with him, right!?
But saying that was pointless, after all, this man had a selective way of listening. Those things he didn't want to hear would simply be ignored.
So, Le Yao Yao merely pursed her Red Lips, remaining silent as she lowered her head and kicked at the white snow beneath her feet.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
The surroundings were eerily quiet.
The bright moon hung high in the sky, and the stars twinkled, dotting the vast expanse with their enchanting beauty.
Le Yao Yao stood in the snow, anxiously waiting for the man's response.
As he remained silent, the atmosphere gradually grew awkward.
However, regardless of what the man might say, Le Yao Yao was resolute in her decision not to share a room with him.
After all, she was not his wife; sooner or later, she would leave.
Le Yao Yao thought to herself and knew that at this moment, the man must be feeling quite sorrowful.
Yet, she hadn't done anything wrong to him; still, there was a faint discomfort in her heart.
Perhaps it was because she felt sympathy for this lovesick widower!
As Le Yao Yao pondered this, suddenly she heard the man's slightly hoarse voice beside her.
"I understand."
A few short words, softly spoken in a low, hoarse voice, carried an air of loss.
Le Yao Yao knew the man was in pain.
Her beautiful eyes lifted to gaze at the man before her.
He wore a long crimson robe, draped with a blood-red fox fur coat. His hair, as dark as silk, flowed freely behind him without any binding, giving him an air of wildness, allure, nobility, and distinction.
Yet, this stunning man was shrouded in a faint sadness that tugged at the heartstrings of anyone who looked upon him.
Seeing this, Le Yao Yao furrowed her brows lightly. Under the weight of his sorrowful gaze, she hesitated to speak. The man’s eyes sparkled with a hint of expectation, perhaps waiting for her to change her mind.
In the end, however, Le Yao Yao simply said softly, “Let’s go back.”
“Oh.”
Upon hearing her words, Simu Han's exquisite face stiffened slightly, and a shadow of disappointment crossed his eyes.
But he quickly regained his composure and forced a smile.
“Alright then, let’s head back!”
……
Mu Xin Pavilion was a place that exuded elegance while still maintaining an air of luxury.
This pavilion was named after Simu Han and Xiner. It was also their shared residence.
Inside the Mu Xin Pavilion, the structure was deep and layered, with undulating paths paved in blue stone that led to secluded corners.
Within the pavilion, there were many rooms.
Le Yao Yao insisted on sleeping alone. Although Simu Han was somewhat reluctant, he did not dare to refuse her request.
He lingered at the door for a long time, gazing at Le Yao Yao with reluctance before finally leaving the room.
After bathing and changing, Le Yao Yao returned to her room to rest.
Lying on the soft bed covered with a bright red sheet, she was surrounded by red drapes. Outside the room, everything was arranged in a lavish yet tasteful manner.
The paintings on the walls featured figures that seemed so familiar. However, looking around at her surroundings, Le Yao Yao felt an overwhelming sense of strangeness.
After all, this was not a place she was accustomed to; no matter how splendid it was, she did not wish to stay here.
Yet, Le Yao Yao also understood that with her current abilities, escaping from this gathering of skilled individuals was nothing but a pipe dream!
So even though she felt anxious and desperate to flee, she knew that everything had to wait for the right opportunity—preferably one that would allow her to escape successfully in one go!
With this thought in mind, Le Yao Yao's eyelids grew heavy, and before long, she fell into a sweet slumber.
What she did not know was that while she slept soundly, a figure clad in crimson quietly approached her bedside—Renli.
Extending his long, jade-like hand, he gently lifted the flowing red drapes. The man stood silently, gazing at the sweetly sleeping woman on the bed.
The woman lay there like a poem come to life; her skin was as delicate as fine jade, and her lips were like petals—fresh and alluring, reminiscent of cherry blossoms just blooming in March. She was utterly enchanting!
Unbeknownst to the woman, who might be lost in a beautiful dream at that moment, the corners of her crimson lips slowly curled up, revealing a hint of joyful delight.
That smile was as beautiful as the wind, the rain, flowers, illusions, and mist—something one could not touch.
Seeing this, the man who had been by the bed, with his captivating Phoenix Eyes, was utterly entranced. His cherry blossom-colored lips parted slightly as he murmured softly.
"Xiner..."
As he spoke, he gently reached out his hand, wanting to touch the woman's face.
However, midway through, he suddenly hesitated.
Those infatuated Phoenix Eyes abruptly shut tight, completely concealing all traces of pain and sorrow within them.
In the end, the man chose not to linger. He lowered the bright red curtain and, with a flash of his red attire, left quietly as he had come.
Meanwhile, the person lost in slumber remained unaware...
...
The next day.
After Le Yao Yao woke up, she cooperatively finished her morning routine. After having breakfast with Simu Han, she eagerly suggested taking a stroll outside to familiarize herself with the surroundings.
Simu Han was naturally pleased with Le Yao Yao's request.
Thus, after they finished breakfast, Le Yao Yao returned to her room. With the maid's assistance, she donned a warm snow-white fox fur coat!
This fox fur coat was clearly worth a fortune at first glance.
The pure white fur, dense embroidery, and the delightful fragrance of Wintersweet wafting from it were simply enchanting.
As the maid helped Le Yao Yao tidy up her appearance, Le Yao Yao gazed into the floor-length bronze mirror and was momentarily dazzled by her reflection!
In the mirror stood a woman with an exquisitely beautiful little face, her skin as smooth as ice, two dark eyebrows arched like crescent moons, an elegantly upturned nose, and lips that were a luscious shade of red.
Most captivating were her large, sparkling eyes that seemed to speak for themselves, drawing in the hearts of those who caught her gaze.
Her silky hair was styled into a simple yet elegant bun, with a pair of pearl-embellished fox fur ornaments adorning either side above her ears, adding a touch of charm and cuteness.
Paired with the snow-white fox fur coat, she looked like a fairy fox at first glance!
No wonder the saying goes, "A person relies on their attire, just as a Buddha relies on gold adornments." This couldn't be more accurate!
Even the maids attending to her couldn't help but have their eyes light up at the sight.
However, these girls were not particularly talkative. Le Yao Yao only knew their names and had not engaged in much conversation with them.
Moreover, after spending time with them, Le Yao Yao realized they were not ordinary maids.
After all, those serving in a cult must possess considerable martial skills. They spoke little; aside from responding with a simple "yes" when instructed to speak, they offered nothing more.
Nevertheless, Le Yao Yao continued to engage them in conversation, asking questions primarily about Saintess Mountain.
Knowing oneself leads to victory in every battle. Now, for her perfect escape plan, she needed to prepare thoroughly before making her move.
Thus, while allowing them to dress her up, Le Yao Yao subtly extracted the information she desired.
After half an hour, Le Yao Yao was finally ready.
After admiring herself in the mirror with satisfaction, Le Yao Yao left the room surrounded by several girls.
At that moment, one of the girls reported that the Master was waiting for her at the Fragrant Pavilion.
Upon hearing this, Le Yao Yao nodded and headed towards the Fragrant Pavilion.
The Fragrant Pavilion was not far from Mu Xin Pavilion, where Le Yao Yao was currently staying, so she quickly arrived at the entrance of Mu Xin Pavilion.
As she passed through the snow-covered archway, a vibrant and beautiful Plum Sea unfolded before her eyes!
Although Le Yao Yao had been here last night, the dim light then was nothing compared to the brightness and clarity of the day.
The world was frozen in ice, dressed in silver, with cold winds howling. Everything seemed to be asleep, except for the plum blossoms that bravely bloomed despite the harsh cold, standing proudly among all other flowers!
Seeing this vast expanse of beautiful plum blossoms, Le Yao Yao felt delighted and began to tread slowly through the snow, admiring the scenery before her. Unbeknownst to her, the maids who had been following her quietly retreated after she entered.
At this moment, Le Yao Yao paused beneath a Plum Tree. With her jade-like hand, she gently plucked a plum blossom and brought it to her nose to take a light sniff.
As the chilly fragrance of the plum blossoms wafted towards her, Le Yao Yao inhaled deeply. The elegant scent carried a hint of coolness and sweetness, making it quite special.
This delightful aroma brought joy to Le Yao Yao, causing her bright eyes to curve into crescent shapes.
However, just as she was savoring the fragrance of the plum blossoms, a clear voice with a metallic resonance suddenly came from behind her.
"Xiner, you finally came!"
Startled by the voice, Le Yao Yao turned around to see Simu Han standing behind her, gazing intently at her.
Her slender, beautiful Phoenix Eyes sparkled with emotion, and her perfectly shaped cherry blossom-colored lips curled into a stunning smile that took one's breath away.
Her long hair cascaded like a waterfall, today tied back with a red ribbon into a slender braid, while the rest flowed freely down her back and chest, giving her an air of effortless grace.
The bright red robe she wore was strikingly vibrant, especially against the pure hues of the Plum Sea.
As she glanced back at the breathtakingly beautiful Simu Han, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but feel a moment of awe.
However, she quickly regained her composure and nodded at the man.
"Yes."
"Good to see you. Let's go explore," Simu Han said as he walked toward Le Yao Yao, reaching out to take her hand. But sensing his intention, Le Yao Yao instinctively shrank back and stepped away.
Seeing her reaction, the smile on Simu Han's face froze, his hand hovering in mid-air without retracting.
His Phoenix Eyes reflected disbelief and hurt as they fixed on Le Yao Yao. After a long moment, feeling a bit uncomfortable under his gaze, she finally parted her Red Lips and sighed softly.
"Alright, let's go."
Le Yao Yao was taken aback by Simu Han's words.
Yet, she said nothing more, simply nodding slightly before following in his footsteps.
The man stood over six feet tall while Le Yao Yao was just over five feet tall; the height difference was quite noticeable, not to mention their differing strides.
However, Simu Han was very considerate of Le Yao Yao. He walked at a pace that was neither too fast nor too slow, perfectly allowing her to keep up with him. The distance between them was just a step apart.
Setting aside the awkwardness from earlier, Simu Han, despite having shown a hurt expression moments ago, now seemed to deliberately forget the incident. He walked around with Le Yao Yao, narrating the places they were visiting and sharing fond memories of what they had done there in the past.
Watching Simu Han talk about his experiences with Xiner, the blissful look on his face stirred a mix of emotions within Le Yao Yao.
If only Xiner were still around, they would surely be very happy together. Unfortunately, she was no longer present.
This man continued to live in his memories, unwilling to confront reality.
Seeing this made Le Yao Yao feel a pang of sympathy and sadness.
Moreover, it heightened her concerns about her future with Leng Junyu.
After all, no one knew that this notorious cult had its lair hidden within Saintess Mountain.
It was rumored that Saintess Mountain was one of the three famous scenic spots of the Celestial Yuan Dynasty.
However, because Saintess Mountain was the highest peak in the Celestial Yuan Dynasty, perpetually covered in snow and characterized by a cold climate, no one could ascend it.
With these thoughts in mind, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but ask curiously.
"By the way, Saintess Mountain is the highest peak in the Celestial Yuan Dynasty. Everyone says that no one can climb it, but how is it that you all can?"
This question was crucial for her escape plan; even if she managed to evade everyone and descend alone, it posed a significant challenge!
As she posed this question, Le Yao Yao's eyes were fixed intently on Simu Han, eager not to miss his answer.
Simu Han seemed completely oblivious to Le Yao Yao's escape intentions and replied instead.
"Actually, there is a secret path on Saintess Mountain. If someone has martial skills, they can reach the bottom from the mountain in just two hours. However, those who are unaware of this secret path will never be able to ascend Saintess Mountain. The area is vast and teeming with fierce beasts—black bears, wild wolves, tigers—all of which are incredibly dangerous and numerous. Most who attempt to climb up are often taken by these beasts. Even those with exceptional martial skills might evade them but face another danger halfway up: a poisonous miasma."
Listening to Simu Han's detailed explanation, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but blink her eyes and curiously asked, "What is this poisonous mist?"
"The poisonous mist is a natural barrier that hovers around the midsection of Saintess Mountain. If one unfortunately inhales it, they will become paralyzed from the poison," Simu Han patiently elaborated in response to Le Yao Yao's confusion.
Upon hearing this, Le Yao Yao's heart tightened, and her eyes widened in surprise. "There really is such a poisonous mist!?"
"Yes, but don't think it's just paralysis. On Saintess Mountain, if you're even slightly careless, you could become food for those ferocious beasts. That's why you often see skeletons scattered around the midsection of Saintess Mountain. Most of them are people who tried to ascend the mountain and ended up paralyzed from the poisonous mist, only to be eaten by those beasts," Simu Han said cheerfully as he noticed Le Yao Yao's keen interest in these matters.
At that moment, Le Yao Yao was like an eager student, continuously asking questions. "Then why don't those ferocious beasts get poisoned and paralyzed? Aren't they inhaling the poisonous mist too?"
In response to her curiosity, Simu Han explained, "That's because these beasts have lived on Saintess Mountain for a long time and have grown accustomed to its environment. Their bodies have naturally developed immunity. Unlike others, their constitution is different, which is why the poisonous mist doesn't affect them."
"Oh, I see," Le Yao Yao murmured thoughtfully upon hearing this, her brow furrowing slightly.
If Simu Han was to be believed, if she directly descended from Saintess Mountain, there would surely be no way out but death.
She had only lived for eighteen years and did not want to die just yet! So now, her only escape route was that secret passage!
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao immediately turned to Simu Han and asked, "Can you take me to see that secret passage?"
"Xiner, you seem very interested in that secret passage?"
Perhaps it was Le Yao Yao's overly excited expression, or maybe Simu Han sensed something. Upon hearing her words, he slightly narrowed his beautiful phoenix eyes and spoke with a hint of implication.
Le Yao Yao felt a chill run down her spine at his words.
"Uh, well..."
Oh no, she had accidentally revealed her excitement about such a matter; it was no wonder others would become suspicious.
Thinking of this, Le Yao Yao couldn't help but secretly bite her tongue. Under the gaze of the man questioning her, her heart began to race uncontrollably.
The pounding of her heart was so intense it felt like it might leap out of her chest, and even her voice trembled slightly as she spoke.
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