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Xin Yao lay beside Yun Qingyu, obediently pulling up the blanket, yet unable to suppress the thought: as a Shadow Guard, he was always by his master's side, with superior martial skills and better at fighting than others.
Suddenly, his brow furrowed. Despite having many advantages, if his master wanted him to leave, it would only take a word.
Looking at it this way, it seemed he had no real advantage. But he would be very obedient; whatever his master said, he would do without question. If punished to kneel, he would kneel quietly, never making a fuss like those others did when they were in the same position.
If his master asked him to serve in bed, he would clean himself up and warm the bed for Yun Qingyu without a word of protest. Those in the back courtyard were always two-faced and restless; he would never be like them.
As Xin Yao thought about this, a smile crept onto his face, and his breathing became steady. Yun Qingyu silently listened to Xin Yao's thoughts, feeling an unknown emotion sprout in his heart, causing his cheeks to flush involuntarily. He mused to himself: what is he thinking? It's quite adorable.
The next day, the dynamic between the Eldest Princess and the Shadow Guardian was different from usual.
Xin Yao wrapped one arm around Yun Qingyu's slender waist while using the other as a pillow, making it look as if Yun Qingyu was completely cradled in his embrace.
When Yun Qingyu woke up, he found himself momentarily dazed by his sleeping position. He was curious about what Xin Yao had done while he was asleep that led to this situation. He pondered silently: so this is how one competes for affection.
Just then, he noticed Xin Yao opening his eyes, appearing slightly dazed from just waking up. For a moment, there was confusion in his gaze as he looked at the arm resting under his head, falling into silence as time seemed to freeze.
Yun Qingyu realized that Xin Yao was no longer the emotionless Shadow Guard he once knew; yet whether this change was good or bad remained uncertain.
As a Shadow Guard, sleeping in the princess's bed was one thing, but now they were embracing each other like a couple.
After waking up, Xin Yao felt a sweetness that made him wish time could freeze at that moment. But soon reality came crashing back down on him.
Xin Yao immediately got up and knelt down, saying, "I, your subordinate, deserve to die a thousand deaths for offending you, my lord."
Yun Qingyu glanced at Xin Yao before speaking, "If you can honestly tell me how your arm ended up under my head, I might believe in your sincerity in apologizing."
Xin Yao dared not lie and lowered his head to respond, "I only wanted to be closer to you, my lord. I did not mean to offend. I have done nothing wrong; I ask for your understanding."
Yun Qingyu fell silent, reflecting on the situation. Ever since he became Yun Qingyu, his initial pity for Xin Yao's circumstances had evolved into allowing him to draw closer. Now, the situation had long surpassed the boundaries of their master-servant relationship.
Typically one to act on impulse, he now found himself contemplating whether such closeness was appropriate.
With a serious expression, Yun Qingyu raised his gaze and said, "Xin Yao, do you still remember your place?"
At these words, Xin Yao froze for a moment, biting his lip as his breath became uneven.
He quickly got up from the bed and knelt down again.
"I deserve to die," he admitted. He had unconsciously wanted to stay close to His Highness all the time, leading him to forget the strict rules. He was not afraid of punishment; he feared that Yun Qingyu would transfer him away and he would no longer be able to stay by the princess's side.
Yun Qingyu looked at the trembling Xin Yao on the ground and sighed, "Enough. I'll give you some time to wash up."
Xin Yao slightly raised his head in response, the air of despondency silently dissipating.
Yun Qingyu pulled back the curtain with a faint smile and said, "Bring me my Ebony Zither. Today I will teach you a technique—a method of killing with sound that can strike from afar without leaving a trace."
He thought to himself, since he was a Shadow Guard, learning chess should primarily focus on improving martial arts skills; anything else would be a waste of time.
Xin Yao nodded, feeling a surge of joy within. He secretly pondered: the master did not intend to drive him away. As long as it was something the master taught or wanted him to learn, he was willing to learn anything.
Yun Qingyu listened to Xin Yao's thoughts and watched his figure retreating. He began to convince himself: while there should be certain rules between a master and servant, it was always acceptable to train a Shadow Guard and teach him skills to enhance his martial arts.
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