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At night, Yun Qingyu leaned against the headboard, engrossed in the Military Strategy Book. Xin Yao entered after a careful bath, reaching up to touch his handsome face, intending to please his master.
He thought to himself: Since my master enjoys beautiful people, I am willing to serve as one.
Hearing Xin Yao's thoughts, a smile crept onto Yun Qingyu's lips before he calmly said, "Go to sleep."
Noticing that Xin Yao remained still and silent, he looked up at him and was instantly taken aback.
Xin Yao stood there blushing, a look of brave determination on his face as he nervously tugged at his clothing and declared, "Subordinate is ready."
Xin Yao was willingly shedding his clothes.
Yun Qingyu was momentarily stunned before saying, "This Palace is someone who accomplishes great things and cannot be distracted by beauty. I believe you are right."
Xin Yao felt a pang in his heart; he wanted to say that those words were meant for others but couldn't bring himself to voice it.
Yun Qingyu lifted his chin, studying him closely and remarked, "Although you are an Shadow Guard, you have quite a nice face. Sharing a bed with This Palace every night—what if one day I lose control and take advantage of you?"
Upon hearing this, Xin Yao's heart raced, and his face flushed deeply. He longed to say that he would be willing even if taken advantage of, but the righteous words he had spoken earlier echoed in his mind.
Yun Qingyu sensed his thoughts and felt a quickening of his heartbeat while maintaining an outward calm.
Releasing Xin Yao, he said, "Don't overthink it. Sleep."
Xin Yao's eyes held a hint of disappointment as she lowered her head and replied, "Yes."
Before long, whether due to her physical condition, a habitual action, or some emotional pull, Xin Yao found herself once again cradling the princess to sleep.
The next morning, with nothing much to do, Yun Qingyu decided to supervise Xin Yao's piano practice. Although Xin Yao lacked a high level of comprehension in chess, she possessed a notable talent for music.
In less than half a month, she was already able to play two simple pieces on her own, with a natural and smooth tone.
As the last note faded away, Xin Yao slowly lifted her gaze to Yun Qingyu, nervously yet eagerly awaiting her master's feedback.
Yun Qingyu reached out and gently patted Xin Yao's head, saying, "Not bad. Practice these a few more times over the next couple of days. Once you master them, you can infuse your inner strength into the music, turning it into a blade of sound that can harm."
Pleased by the praise, Xin Yao happily agreed.
At that moment, Yun Qingyu received an invitation from the Second Prince's Residence, which also included her Five Royal Attendants.
Xin Yao then received the latest news: the Northern Protectorate Prince had arrived in the capital that morning and had already gone to visit the Third Prince, Yun Tianyin. He reported this to Yun Qingyu.
Yun Qingyu showed no concern about whether the Northern Protectorate Prince would join the Third Prince's faction. Her focus was now on the Second Prince, Yun Tiankuo. Having kept a low profile until now, since the Empress and her son had begun their efforts to win her over, it was only natural for her to respond.
Yun Qingyu opened the invitations one by one and saw polite titles such as "Wen Yunqi" and "Mr. Hong Qi" written on them. For a moment, she fell silent.
"Consort Xuan wouldn't want the attendants at her residence, but still sent out invitations one by one. This way, it's better if they don't attend; even if they do, it won't be too embarrassing. Consort Xuan is a clever person."
Curiously picking up Hong Yu's invitation, Xin Yao asked, "Is your intention to bring them along?"
"Hong Yu," said Yun Qingyu, shaking his head. "He is the only legitimate son of King Yu and Zhan Ruo. His mother was a female guard by my Empress Mother's side in her early years, also from the Shadow Guard Camp. She was cold and taciturn, even colder than an iceberg. Their marriage was arranged by my mother."
Xin Yao pursed her lips and murmured, "Hmm," feeling a sense of irritation. It was clear that Hong Yu had a closer relationship with their master than the others, which made her inexplicably uncomfortable.
Yun Qingyu continued with a faint smile, "However, I used to live on Azure Cloud Mountain with my parents, returning to Dongling Palace for a period each year. Hong Yu has always stayed in King Yu's fief, rarely visiting Dongling Imperial City. With his cheerful disposition, it’s surprising he can refrain from causing trouble; he must have been at home in seclusion training. Despite his young age, Hong Yu possesses unfathomable skills, indicating that he is not a playful person by nature."
Upon hearing this, Xin Yao suddenly became curious about what life had been like for their master on Azure Cloud Mountain. Hesitantly, she asked, "Did you practice martial arts on the mountain as well?"
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