Ye Lingyuan stopped what he was doing and looked at her curiously, "Lin'er, what do you want to say?"
Zi Lingling sheepishly rubbed her nose and said, "Well... you're not sleeping in the middle of the night, and you came here just because you missed me?"
"Mm!"
Ye Lingyuan nodded and said, "How can sleeping be as important as you?"
"The key is that without you by my side, this prince tosses and turns, unable to sleep!"
Of course, he naturally kept the latter part to himself.
Some things change their meaning when spoken aloud.
The unexpected cheesy love talk made Zi Lingling's mood even more pleasant.
She took a deep breath and blurted out.
"Ye Lingyuan, I miss you too!"
This was the first time she had directly responded to Ye Lingyuan's feelings.
Ye Lingyuan's eyes were filled with joy.
The affection he had given had finally paid off at this moment.
"Lin'er..."
A soft murmur, full of tenderness.
"Ye Lingyuan..."
Endless affection was contained within this single call.
The night was beautiful, the wind was cool, and love was spreading in the boudoir.
One lay down, the other sat, their eyes met, yet they felt a sense of awkwardness.
Chatting with Ye Lingyuan in this posture made Zi Lingling feel uncomfortable.
It felt as if she were an object, being scrutinized from above by Ye Lingyuan.
Or perhaps, she was like a lamb on an operating table, about to be dissected and studied.
This feeling was terrible, and she disliked it intensely.
So, she moved further into the bed, leaving a large space on the outside, and said, "Come, Ye Lingyuan, lie here!"
Ye Lingyuan was stunned, clearly not expecting such an invitation.
He raised an eyebrow and said with a half-smile, "Lin'er, are you sure?"
His voice carried a hint of mischievousness.
It was as if a certain woman was inviting him to do something naughty.
Zi Lingling was taken aback, then scolded him with annoyance, "Ye Lingyuan, you scoundrel, what nonsense are you thinking again?"
Ye Lingyuan chuckled seductively, "This prince doesn't want to think nonsense, but someone is guiding this prince to think nonsense."
Zi Lingling playfully retorted, "You scoundrel, I just feel uncomfortable talking to you like this and want to change my posture to chat."
Ye Lingyuan smiled faintly, how could he not understand Zi Lingling's thoughts? But he just wanted to tease her.
He said with feigned realization, "So that's it! I thought Lin'er was enticing this prince to do something!"
As for doing "something," he deliberately left it vague. But anyone could hear the ambiguity.
Zi Lingling's pretty face flushed slightly and she said, "Ye Lingyuan, in five days, I will have a decisive battle with Mo Qingcheng."
"So?"
Ye Lingyuan put away his playful demeanor and nodded, lying down beside Zi Lingling.
Of course, apart from their intertwined fingers, there were no other unnecessary actions between them.
But even so, the ambiguous atmosphere became active.
Zi Lingling smelled the peculiar fragrance of Ye Lingyuan, her heart pounding intensely.
The fatigue from her body cultivation had long been dispelled by the tingling sensation.
Ye Lingyuan felt the warmth so close, his breathing became heavy.
His strong heart beat even more frequently.
He suppressed the desires within him, afraid of startling the person beside him.
Zi Lingling frowned and said, "I have a feeling that something will happen on the day of the decisive battle."
And what would happen might be beyond her control.
She was not a person who worried about things, but that feeling was inexplicable.
Ye Lingyuan turned onto his side and smiled, "Then will Lin'er lose?"
Zi Lingling shook her head and said firmly, "No!"
She was very confident.
Although that strange feeling lingered in her heart, it would not change this fact.
Unless, Mo Qingcheng had already broken through to the Emperor realm.
Ye Lingyuan ruffled Zi Lingling's hair and said, "Since that's the case, what are you still worried about?"
Zi Lingling shook her head again, frowning, "It's not worry, it's discomfort."
Ye Lingyuan said dotingly, "Alright, don't think about it. If you're uncomfortable, get some rest early!"
He deliberately misinterpreted Zi Lingling's meaning, because no matter the outcome, he would not allow Zi Lingling to suffer any harm.
"But..."
Zi Lingling was about to say more when she felt a finger blocking her lips.
"No buts! Close your eyes and don't think about anything..."
Ye Lingyuan's voice was gentle and low, making her relax her mind.
Soon, Zi Lingling's breathing became even.
She was too tired.
Although she no longer felt mentally fatigued, her body still remembered the exhaustion.
And sleeping was undoubtedly the best way for her body to fully relax.
However, what she did not expect was that she had fallen asleep so unguardedly.
This was torment for Ye Lingyuan, who had been abstinent for many years.
With the beauty by his side, he could only suffer.
The woman's fragrance that continuously entered his nose subjected him to the most cruel torture in the world.
He regretted lying on this bed.
Thinking that he still had three years of such torment to endure, Ye Lingyuan showed a wry smile.
Time ticked by.
When Zi Lingling was fast asleep, Ye Lingyuan quietly got out of bed.
It wasn't that he didn't want to sleep embracing the beauty, but he couldn't, because he had more important things to do.
Ye Lingyuan cast a reluctant glance at the person on the bed, then returned to the study of the Underworld King's mansion under the cover of night.
He said coldly, "Qingfeng!"
"Your subordinate is here!"
With this response, Qingfeng knelt on the floor of the study.
Ye Lingyuan tapped his fingers on the desk, and asked coldly, "Any news?"
Qingfeng lowered his head in shame and replied, "Reporting to Your Highness, not yet!"
"Hmm?"
A hint of displeasure flashed in Ye Lingyuan's eyes, and he said sternly, "Go and investigate quickly!"
Qingfeng tensed up and replied, "Yes, Your Highness!"
Ye Lingyuan nodded and said coldly, "Mobilize everyone we can, at all costs, to find Mo Qingcheng's whereabouts."
"Yes, Your Highness!"
Qingfeng bowed and hurriedly withdrew.
He had followed Ye Lingyuan for many years and naturally knew his lord's temper.
The King's reaction to Mo Qingcheng's whereabouts was so strong that it indicated the importance of the matter.
Therefore, Qingfeng did not dare to delay for a moment and personally went to the Ye Chi organization. Since Ye Dian left, Qingfeng had been in charge of Ye Chi.
Ye Lingyuan sat at the desk and closed his eyes.
Ever since Zi Lingling and Mo Qingcheng had agreed to fight at Duanhun Cliff's Jiujue Peak three months ago, he had people watching Mo Qingcheng's every move.
However, a month ago, Mo Qingcheng had suddenly disappeared without a trace.
He had not told Zi Lingling about this because he was afraid of distracting her.
Tonight, when Zi Lingling mentioned that strange feeling, he wondered if it had something to do with Mo Qingcheng's sudden disappearance.