Chapter 334 Beautiful Spider Spirit VS Cold and Ascetic Monk 38
Lianhua County has beautiful mountains and rivers and is filled with the fragrance of books. Baichuan Academy is located in it, and its literary peak is at its peak.

In a quiet house near the academy, Xuan Ji was dressed in plain clothes, with his eyes closed and concentrating. The house was filled with a faint sandalwood scent.

The moonlight filtered through the window, shining onto his incomparably handsome face, making him look even more otherworldly.

"This subordinate greets His Royal Highness the Sixth Prince."

Yueying's voice suddenly sounded, breaking the tranquility of the night.

He was dressed in black and knelt on the ground respectfully.

Xuan Ji opened his eyes, lowered his eyes to look at Yueying who was kneeling in front of him, doubt flashed in his eyes, and then he smiled faintly and said: "I'm afraid the donor has recognized the wrong person. I am just an outsider."

Yueying knelt deeper and said respectfully, "Your Majesty is wise and has found out everything. He learned that the master is the son of Concubine Min, the Sixth Prince. The Emperor said that you have suffered a lot outside, so he ordered me to take you back to the palace."

Xuan Ji felt mixed emotions when he heard this.

After a slight thought, he realized that when he said goodbye and left the imperial study that day, the emperor had sent someone to follow him secretly, and that was how he knew his identity.

I didn't feel unhappy at all. I just felt that I was quite careless and didn't even notice that I was being followed the whole time.

He raised his eyes to look at Yueying and asked in a low voice, "Is Donor Yunyan okay?"

Since someone followed him that day, Yunyan, who knew the truth, must have been taken away as well. I wonder what the current situation is.

Yueying was a little slow to react when he suddenly asked about Yunyan, and then she replied respectfully: "Your Highness, don't worry, Yunyan is fine. After this matter is over, the emperor will let her go home."

Xuan Ji learned that the other party was fine, so he didn't ask any more questions.

After a moment of silence, he looked at Yueying and whispered, "Returning to the palace is a matter of great importance. Please allow me to consider it."

Yueying smiled faintly, "Your Highness is right. I will come back in two days."

He bowed respectfully and disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if he had never been there.

He comes and goes without a trace, which shows that he is extraordinary.

Xuan Ji stood up and walked to the window. His plain clothes shone softly in the moonlight, making him look like an immortal isolated from the world.

"The identity of the Sixth Prince is both an honor and a shackle."

He sighed inwardly, his eyes piercing through the darkness of night, as if he could see the magnificent imperial palace and the intricate power struggles within it.

The bright moonlight illuminated the hesitation and struggle between his brows.

Xuan Ji closed his eyes and thought, scenes from the past flashing through his mind: the peaceful life in the temple with the sound of morning bells and evening drums, the warm time spent with Yao'er and the children, and the various conflicts caused by his identity.

Every scene was as deep as a knife cut, making him unable to let go.

"The Buddha said that all phenomena are like dreams and bubbles, but my heart is still burdened by the world."

Xuan Ji muttered to himself softly, and the rosary in his hand turned more rapidly, as if he was looking for some answer.

He closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, and decided to go to Yaoer to discuss it. She has always been smart and may be able to give him an answer.

He walked through the winding corridor and came to the room where she was, which was dimly lit and warm like spring.

She sat beside the bed, patting An An and You You gently, coaxing the two children to sleep. She radiated maternal love, which made Xuan Ji's heart surge with tenderness.

When the two children gradually fell asleep, Yu Yao got up and quietly left the room, standing shoulder to shoulder with Xuan Ji in the yard. The moonlight was bright, making their shadows appear particularly long.

She looked at Xuan Ji with a gentle smile on her face, "What's wrong? Do you have something to say to me?"

She pulled Xuan Ji to sit down at the bluestone table in the yard.

In the courtyard, the breeze blew gently, the bamboo leaves rustled, and brought a hint of coolness in the night.

After sitting down, Xuan Ji told him about Yueying's sudden appearance and coming to take him back to the palace on the orders of Emperor Xuanwu.

There was confusion and reluctance in the calm voice.

Yu Yao listened quietly, then smiled, "What's there to worry about? The palace is your home, your roots, and your relatives are here. When you return to the palace, it will be convenient to investigate the cause of your mother's death."

"Yao'er, you are absolutely right. The Imperial Palace may be my roots. There are mysteries there that I have not yet solved."

Xuan Ji said in a low voice with emotion, "But once you enter the palace, it will be a place of endless right and wrong. Also, I am afraid that it will implicate you and the child."

Looking at his worried eyes, she smiled and gently took Xuan Ji's hand, "Don't worry about me and the child. I can take good care of myself, An An and You You. Have you forgotten that I am a spider spirit, how can I be afraid of those mortals?"

It is humans who are afraid of monsters, not monsters who are afraid of humans.

Xuan Ji also laughed when he heard it. He suddenly remembered that she was not an ordinary person and that he had been worrying too much. "You are right. Then you can wait for me at home. I will come back to pick you up after I finish dealing with the affairs in the palace."

He stood up and walked to her side, gently pulling her into his arms, his eyes full of reluctance, "I just reunited with you, and now we have to separate after only a few days. I feel a little reluctant."

The low and gentle voice was full of deep attachment. Yu Yao hugged his waist with both hands, rested her head on his chest, felt the warmth from his body, and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, the children and I will wait for you at home."

This man is becoming more and more affectionate, completely different from the cold and ruthless person he was when we first met.

I have also become more proactive.

Xuan Ji hugged her tightly, his big, bony hands gently stroking her hair, his eyes filled with reluctance, and he whispered, "Okay, wait for me to come back."

The night is lingering and gentle. The dim candlelight illuminates the man and woman who are ambiguously entangled in the bed, their faces blushing and their hearts beating fast.

Yu Yao didn’t have such thoughts at first. She had been well fed by Mo Jue recently, so she didn’t think much about it.

In addition, she felt guilty towards Xuan Ji and dared not get close to him, mainly because she was afraid that he would find out.

But Xuan Ji suddenly became proactive, perhaps knowing that they were about to separate, or perhaps because he was reluctant to part with her.

He kept holding her, kissing her, and saying warm and sweet words to her, and later everything came naturally.

At this moment, she suspected that Xuan Ji was a fake monk, or he had already planned to return to secular life, otherwise he would not have become more and more unscrupulous.

Afterwards, she lay on Xuan Ji, gently stroking his broad and muscular chest, and asked with a disordered breath: "Tell me the truth, are you planning to become a monk and return to secular life?"

Her face was flushed, her eyes were rippling green, and she was full of infinite charm, boundless seductiveness and beauty.

Xuan Ji lay quietly, the moonlight shining on him through the window lattice. Under the moonlight, his bronze skin exuded a healthy glow, and his broad shoulders, strong chest, and tight abdominal muscles fully demonstrated his masculine beauty.

His handsome face is even more charming in the moonlight, and he exudes a kind of abstinent yet decadent sexiness.

"Yao'er, I have never thought about returning to secular life, but now that I have you and the children, my heart has been tied to this world. Perhaps the road ahead will guide me in making a choice, but at this moment, I just want to protect you well."

Xuan Ji's voice was low and gentle, and he stroked her hair gently, as if making a silent promise.

Yu Yao listened to his words. Although she smiled happily, she felt complicated inside.

She lay on Xuan Ji's chest, feeling his heartbeat. The steady rhythm made her feel extremely at ease.

But then she thought of Mo Jue and sighed in her heart: Both men loved her equally, treated her equally well, and were equally excellent. She really didn't know what to do.

Xuan Ji noticed her strangeness, stroked her smooth arm, frowned slightly, "Yao'er, what's wrong with you?"

She raised her head, looked at him with complicated eyes, and shook her head slightly, "I'm fine, go wash up."

She got up from the bed, stepped barefoot on the floor, and walked around to the back of the screen, where there was a basin of warm water.

She washed it with water, dried it, put on a thin nightgown, walked to the cradle to check on the child, and was relieved to see that the child was sleeping soundly and had not kicked off the quilt.

Xuan Ji also finished cleaning quickly.

The two of them fell asleep on the bed, hugging each other.

Xuan Ji fell asleep very quickly and fell asleep in a short while.

But Yu Yao couldn't sleep. She looked at the man in front of her and gently stroked his handsome eyebrows and eyes with her hand.

But the next second, Mo Jue's cold and dead eyes when he left appeared in her mind again, and she felt extremely conflicted.

After a long moment, she sighed softly.

Forget it, just let nature take its course. At worst I won’t marry anyone and I’ll be fine living like this.

Anyway, there are men to sleep with and money is not lacking. If anyone can't accept it, just leave on your own and I will never try to keep them.

Why bother making things difficult for yourself?

You can say she is heartless or ruthless, that's just who she is.

Thinking of this, she closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.

Xuan Ji suddenly opened his eyes, reached out and gently stroked her charming face, with a complicated look in his eyes.

When she came back this time, he could clearly feel the difference in her. He saw her conflicted expression, her dazed eyes, and her occasional absent-mindedness.

Also, when he was teasing An An and You You, he actually heard them calling him Uncle Ye again. Although the pronunciation was not standard, it was roughly what they meant.

He didn't know who Uncle Ye was, but he was definitely a man.

And he is someone Yaoer cares about, and he has been here.

He gently tilted his head and looked at her peaceful sleeping face. It would be a lie to say he wasn't jealous.

He wanted to ask, but was afraid of hearing an answer he didn't want to hear.

He had no desire to sleep and only fell into a drowsy sleep in the middle of the night.