After becoming a Taoist partner with my senior sister, my master changed

Chapter 469 Night Attack

The fresh food hall was filled with steam.

"I never thought that Prince Lin is not only extremely talented, but also has such superb cooking skills. Xixi will be blessed with delicious food if she follows you in the future."

Xue Ji sat leaning aside, her eyes following Lin Chuan's busy figure, a smile quietly spreading from the corner of her eyes.

"..."

Lin Chuan seemed not to hear and put the last dish on the plate.

"It's rare that Prince Lin still remembers Xixi's love for braised fish. I'm afraid the future Prince Consort won't remember such a small thing, right?"

Xue Ji raised her eyebrows slightly, curled the corners of her lips, and there was a hint of meaning in her tone.

"..."

Lin Chuan remained silent as he methodically placed the dishes into the tote box, his movements deft and smooth. Then, he looked up and said, "I'll go to Wanxi's first."

"Xixi didn't want us to tell Prince Lin about her situation, nor did she want you to see her, so on the way to Xixi's bedroom..."

Xue Ji frowned slightly and said with difficulty.

"I see."

Lin Chuan took over the conversation, and suddenly the book "Night Raid on the Princess's Mansion" that Jun Moyue gave him appeared in his mind, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

"I hope Prince Lin will be more patient with Xixi. If... if that doesn't work, I can still lie to Xixi..."

Xue Ji lowered her head and bowed slightly, her tone full of worry and earnestness.

When she looked up again, Lin Chuan was gone.

……

Inside Lin Wanxi's bedroom, the candlelight flickered.

Lin Wanxi sat upright on the couch, practicing with full concentration.

However, her furrowed brows could hardly conceal the pain she was suffering at the moment.

Two lines of blood slowly flowed down her eye sockets. She slowly opened her eyes. Her originally bright red pupils seemed to be shrouded in a layer of gray mist, losing their former liveliness.

"That's good too."

Lin Wanxi let out a breath, her voice filled with a hint of relief and loneliness.

She slowly stretched out her hand, her fingertips trembling as she touched the painting on the bedside, as if it was her only comfort at the moment.

However, at this moment, a loud noise suddenly came from outside the palace, breaking the silence of the bedroom.

"There's an assassin, come quickly!"

"Hurry and report to Lord Demon Ancestor!"

……

"..."

Lin Chuan stood on the roof of Lin Wanxi's bedroom, the veins on his forehead throbbing slightly.

Before coming here, he imagined in his mind that he would quietly avoid the patrolling maids and eventually sneak into Lin Wanxi's bedroom.

But the reality was quite different from what was imagined. A group of maids surrounded Lin Wanxi's bedroom, leaving no corner untouched.

In desperation, Lin Chuan had to use the Speed ​​​​Speed ​​Technique and rushed straight into the bedroom, causing a commotion outside.

"Protect Her Royal Highness the Princess."

A group of maids looked panicked and hurried towards Lin Wanxi's bedroom, their skirts fluttering in the wind, full of nervousness and vigilance.

"Back off, there are no assassins here."

Lin Wanxi's voice was calm and steady, coming from the bedroom, with unquestionable majesty.

When the maids who had hurried over heard the order, they stopped and looked at each other, but still followed the instructions and slowly retreated.

"The wind is strong on the roof, please come in quickly, sir."

Lin Wanxi raised her head slightly and spoke softly towards the roof. Although her voice was soft, it reached Lin Chuan's ears clearly.

"You're using so many maids to guard me. Do you really not want to see me?"

Lin Chuan jumped into the house lightly, frowned slightly, and looked at Lin Wanxi who was lying on the couch with her eyes closed, pretending to be displeased.

"I've been in seclusion practicing recently, so I've added some more people. Please don't blame me, young master."

Lin Wanxi explained softly, with a hint of comfort in her voice.

"Are you hungry? I made some food for you, would you like to try it?"

As Lin Chuan spoke, he gently placed the box on the table beside him, opened the lid, revealing the exquisite dishes inside, and looked gently at Lin Wanxi who was lying on the couch.

"I already ate earlier, so I'm not hungry yet. Just leave it there, sir. I'll eat it when I'm hungry."

Lin Wanxi said softly, her voice still gentle.

"..."

Lin Chuan sat at the table, his eyes fixed on Lin Wanxi lying on the couch, and was silent for a long time.

He frowned slightly, his expression becoming increasingly puzzled. "His breath is a little weak, but he doesn't seem to be in any serious trouble."

"Wanxi."

Lin Chuan called out softly, his voice filled with tenderness and concern.

"What...what's going on?"

When Lin Wanxi heard the call, she trembled slightly, and there was a hint of panic in her tone.

"Come and sit with me?" Lin Chuan said softly.

"..."

Lin Wanxi was silent for a moment, her tone revealing a hint of fatigue: "I'm a little tired and want to rest. If you have nothing else, please go back."

After saying that, she gently turned around and faced Lin Chuan with her back.

"Then I'll go over and accompany you."

Lin Chuan said this, and walked towards the couch without caring whether Lin Wanxi agreed or not.

"..."

Lin Wanxi said nothing, and turned her back to Lin Chuan like a silent statue.

"Can you tell me what happened? And why don't you want to see me?"

Lin Chuan sat down beside the couch, leaned forward slightly, and lowered his voice to a lower and softer level, full of concern.

"I don't want to see you..."

Lin Wanxi's voice trembled slightly, with a hint of sob, as if she was trying hard to suppress her inner emotions.

"Is this a portrait of me? I thought it was a mirror."

Lin Chuan reached out to touch the scroll on the bedside, his eyes fell on his own face on it, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously rose slightly.

"Not even one ten-thousandth of what you have."

Lin Wanxi said softly, and although her voice was soft, it reached Lin Chuan's ears very clearly.

"I'm here in person, but why didn't Wanxi even look at me?"

Lin Chuan moved closer to Lin Wanxi, his eyes fixed on her.

"..."

Lin Wanxi fell into silence again, and the atmosphere became a little depressing in this silence.

After a long while, she slowly spoke, her voice trembling, "I'm a little tired, please go back, sir."

"Xiaoxiao was very worried about you. She said that you found her at that time and wanted to go with her to the Qingluan Holy Land to see me and give me a gift. But after we separated, I haven't seen you since."

Lin Chuan sighed softly, his eyes full of worry and concern. As he spoke, he observed Lin Wanxi's reaction.

"..."

Lin Wanxi remained silent, curled up quietly on the couch, her eyes closed, as if she had fallen asleep.

"During the dinner tonight, your father got drunk and said he wanted me to be the prince consort of the demon clan."

Lin Chuan did not get up and leave immediately, but continued to speak softly.

"..."

Lin Wanxi's breathing suddenly stagnated and her body trembled slightly.

Although he still had his back to Lin Chuan and looked like he was sleeping soundly, this subtle change did not escape Lin Chuan's eyes.

"I agreed."

Lin Chuan's voice was very soft, but it was particularly clear in the silent room.

"..."

Lin Wanxi suddenly opened her eyes and quickly closed them again. The joy that had just appeared between her eyebrows was instantly replaced by loneliness.

"I...have always regarded you as my brother in my heart."

Lin Wanxi pursed her lips slightly, her tone calm but with an imperceptible tremor.

"What's wrong with your eyes?"

Lin Chuan took a deep breath. After talking about this and that for so long, he finally noticed something abnormal about Lin Wanxi.

"What...what's going on? I need to rest now. Sir, please go back."

Lin Wanxi curled up and moved deeper into the bed, trying to hide her panic and anxiety.

"Why don't you just tell me?"

Lin Chuan's eyes were fixed on Lin Wanxi's pale face.

"I……"

Lin Wanxi moved her lips a few times, but could not utter any words.

"Since you have reservations about me and feel that I am not trustworthy, then I will go back." Lin Chuan Lin Chuan's voice was deliberately cold and hard.

"No...that's not the case!"

Lin Wanxi sat up suddenly, her unfocused eyes filled with panic, and her trembling hands grabbed Lin Chuan's arm tightly.

"I have no reservations about you, sir, nor do I distrust you. Please don't be disappointed in me, okay?"

Tears welled up in her eyes, and her pale face was full of panic and earnestness.

"it is good."

Lin Chuan gently held Lin Wanxi in his arms, stroking her thin back with his palm.

……

The candlelight flickered on the copper candlestick, and the light and shadow slowly moved on the wall.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Wanxi in Lin Chuan's arms gradually stopped trembling, and her tense body finally relaxed and became completely calm.

"Sir, I can't see anymore."

Lin Wanxi leaned her head in Lin Chuan's arms and spoke softly.

"Well, let's figure it out together."

Lin Chuan hugged Lin Wanxi tightly in his arms, his voice low and firm.

"It's almost impossible to improve your cultivation in this lifetime."

Lin Wanxi continued to speak, her words filled with endless bitterness.

"Well, no one dares to bully you when I'm here."

Lin Chuan tightened his arms slightly and rubbed his chin lightly against the top of her head.

"..."

"But I am no longer worthy of being with you, Master..."

Lin Wanxi said with a sob, her body trembling slightly, trying to break free from Lin Chuan's arms.

"I was shocked. So this is why she refused to see me. I thought Wanxi looked down on me."

Lin Chuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and spoke in a deliberately light-hearted and teasing tone. He gently scratched Lin Wanxi's nose with his fingers, trying to dispel the heavy and depressing atmosphere.

"No... no, if anyone is looking down on me, then it's me that you are looking down on..."

Lin Wanxi subconsciously bit her lower lip, with a hint of grievance in her tone.

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